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Chapter 1489 Qi Yan Don't Make Me Hate You

Little Treasure's death was not publicized, the news was kept well sealed by Qi Yan, and no one told Nie Yao.

Qi Yan didn't pass by the hospital for two consecutive days, and no one saw him, and Nie Yao has been locked up in the hospital for the past few days to recuperate, and no one let her out.

It wasn't until the third day that Qi Yan came back, bought some nutritional supplements and fruits, and appeared in the ward.

When Nie Yao heard the door opening, she thought it was a nurse in the hospital. She raised her head in a daze until she felt someone sitting next to her. bow your head.

Qi Yan filled a bowl of fresh porridge and blew, "The doctor said that you haven't eaten since last night, so drink some porridge to nourish your stomach."

Qi Yan scooped up a spoonful of porridge and brought it to Nie Yao's mouth. Nie Yao just looked at it indifferently and pushed Qi Yan's hand away.The whole bowl of hot porridge in his hand spilled all over Qi Yan's hands, causing the back of his hands to burn red.But Qi Yan didn't make a sound, wiped his hands and changed to a new bowl, and filled another bowl of porridge.

"Yaoyao, eat something, you will starve to death." Qi Yan said softly.

Nie Yao raised her head, met Qi Yan's worried expression with cold eyes, and said, "How long do you plan to imprison me?"

"I didn't imprison you."

"No? You ask this many people to watch the door every day and not let me go out, but what is it if you imprison me?" Nie Yao pointed to the large group of people outside the door.

Qi Yan lowered his eyes and said very seriously: "They are responsible for protecting you. Also, the knife wound on your leg hasn't healed yet, so you need to stay in the hospital for a few more days. It's impossible to go out after your wound heals. Late."

"My injury is healed now, so you don't need to worry about it, so can you let me go now?" Nie Yao said coldly.

Knowing that she was still angry, Qi Yan said in a deep voice, "Drink the porridge first, we'll talk about anything later."

"I have nothing to say to you." Nie Yao opened Qi Yan's hand mercilessly.

The bowl in his hand dropped again, and the hot porridge spilled on Nie Yao's palm, and Nie Yao frowned as she watched her palm turn red.

Qi Yan remained silent, then silently stretched out his hand and took out a few tissues, held Nie Yao's burned hand and helped her wipe off the soup on the surface of her hand.

His every move is very gentle, Nie Yao can't bear to treat him indifferently with his cautious appearance.

only……

"Where's Xiaobao?" She asked in a low voice.

Qi Yan's right hand was slightly stiff, and he lowered his head as usual: "I guess he was taken away."

"Did you not find him?" Nie Yao continued to ask.

Qi Yan shook his head: "No, he was taken away before my people arrived, and I don't know exactly where he was taken, but don't worry, I will find him."

Qi Yan kept his head down from the beginning to the end, Nie Yao couldn't see his face, and couldn't tell the truth from Qi Yan's words, but Nie Yao knew it wouldn't be that simple.

Because these days, her chest has been hurting, as if something has been cut off.

Taking a deep breath, Nie Yao withdrew her hand without a trace, "I want to go out."

Qi Yan: "It won't be too late to leave the hospital after the injury on your leg heals."

"I'm leaving now." Nie Yao lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and put on her shoes.

Qi Yan grabbed her by the shoulders and forced her to the edge of the bed, with a firm attitude: "I said, you won't be discharged from the hospital until your leg injury heals."

Nie Yao sat down on the bed, looking into Qi Yan's eyes with clear eyes, which gradually became deeper, "Qi Yan, don't make me hate you."

(End of this chapter)