The male god proposed again today

Chapter 542 The Debt

As soon as she entered the door, Han Yingying saw Ye Haofan half-sitting on the bed, staring straight at the door with her right eye.

Seeing her come in, Ye Haofan seemed to be obviously relieved, raised the hand holding the needle and waved with difficulty: "Come here."

Han Yingying walked over slowly, her expression unchanged.

Pulling Han Yingying to sit on the edge of the bed, he ran his hand along her eyebrows, slowly stroking across her face, from forehead to chin, and rubbing it carefully, as if she was completely sure that she was safe and sound, Ye Haofan smiled lightly.

The action of gently bending the corners of his lips seemed to have hurt the wound on his face, and he frowned.

"Lie down." Han Yingying's voice was also hoarse and unpleasant.

Ye Haofan lay down obediently, didn't speak any more, and didn't even look at Han Yingying again, as if he had fallen asleep.

"Miss Han, your phone number." The housekeeper handed the phone to Han Yingying impatiently.

Han Yingying answered the phone, and when she heard Shen Mosheng's voice, her eyes suddenly burned.

"Yingying, where are you? You didn't come back all night, what happened?" Shen Mosheng's voice was also hoarse and unpleasant, full of worry and exhaustion, obviously looking for her all night.

"Hospital." Han Yingying tried to speak calmly, but her eyes were already burning.

"What's wrong with you? What happened..." Han Yingying's hoarse voice made Shen Mosheng's heart tighten.

Did something happen to Sakura?Otherwise, why would you be in the hospital with such a hoarse voice?

"I'm fine, something happened to Ye Haorong."

The other side suddenly fell into silence, and then Shen Mosheng sighed long, but he was obviously relieved: "You scared me to death."

A simple sentence made Han Yingying's tears fall down her eyes.

"Yingying, are you crying?" Hearing that Han Yingying was fine, Shen Mosheng's whole body seemed to be exhausted, and he collapsed on the sofa in an instant.

But seeing that she didn't speak for a long time, my heart tightened again. For some reason, the picture of her crying appeared in my mind.

"Yes." Han Yingying responded softly.

"Don't cry, which hospital are you in? I'll go find you right now." Thinking of Han Yingying crying alone, Shen Mosheng's heart ached.

"First courtyard." Han Yingying raised her head slightly and said softly.

"Okay, wait for me, I'll find you."

As soon as the phone was hung up, Ye Haofan's hoarse voice was heard: "I don't want to see him."

How could he let his opponent see him in such a mess?

His self-esteem and his pride will never allow it, and he must always maintain a strong image in front of his opponents.

Han Yingying didn't speak, she got up and went to wait for Shen Mosheng outside the door.

Ye Haofan opened his eyes, looked at Han Yingying's leaving back, stretched out and stroked the gauze on his face.

He didn't need to look in the mirror to know how horrible and ugly he looked at the moment.

He had never cared about his appearance, except for those eyes, which were the only place close to Han Yingying.

But now, it has also become incomplete.

These, in fact, he can bear.

He only hoped that Han Yingying would not sympathize with him, and not stay by his side because of sympathy, his self-esteem and pride would not be able to bear it.

It's not that she didn't feel the gaze behind her, but Han Yingying straightened her back even more and walked out unhurriedly.

She leaned against the wall beside the door, quietly waiting for Shen Mosheng's arrival.

"Sakura..."

A soft call, full of longing, fell into Han Yingying's ears and hit her heart heavily.

Han Yingying stood up straight, turned to look at Shen Mosheng, smiled softly, her voice was still hoarse, but very soft: "Shen Mosheng, you are finally here."

(End of this chapter)