Yan Huan twisted her eyebrows and asked, "why did you go back?"

Li mingjue wrote lightly: "deal with some private affairs."

Yan Huan frowned more tightly.

"Well, don't touch the water for three days. Change the dressing every two days."

"Yes." She answered in a muffled voice.

"Hungry?"

Yan Huan didn't answer. She looked at Wu Peiqing and refused to pay attention to him.

"I heard that the small steamed buns in this hospital sell well. Have a try?"

Beautiful eyes twinkled, and she gave a low hum.

Angry to angry, she always wants to eat.

"I'll buy it for you."

Li mingjue got up and left with a cold figure.

Looking at his appearance without complaint, Yan Huan couldn't help being surprised.

I don't know when this man became more and more obedient to her?

Her eyes fell on the bandage on her feet, and she couldn't help thinking of the way he had just squatted on the ground to bandage her.

A warm current swept through my heart.

Half an hour later, Li mingjue hasn't come back yet.

Yan Huan got up and walked to the door, but his sight was attracted by the two bodyguards outside the next ward.

She came in such a hurry that she didn't notice someone in the next ward.

Look at the posture of these two bodyguards. It's estimated that they live in some big people?

Put away the gossip. When Yan Huan was about to close the door, he suddenly heard a sound of falling things next door.

The voice of rage followed, "Jolin! Don't be unkind!"

Jolin?

When she closed the door, Yan Huan limped to the next ward. Through the glass, she caught a glimpse of the weak beauty on the hospital bed.

"Is it really Jolin?"

She was excited to go in and was stopped by the bodyguard at the door.

"Let go, I'm Jolin's friend."

No matter what she said, the bodyguard at the door was like a mute. He only stopped her and wouldn't say a word.

The door of the ward opened at this time, and a tall figure appeared in front of Yan Huan.

"What are you arguing about?"

The man's voice is hoarse and deep, with an irresistible temptation.

She looked up with a flash of amazement in her eyes.

The man in front of him has an amazing face, silver hair and impeccable facial features, especially the amber pupils, which seem to suck people in.

The man tilted his head to reveal the diamond earrings in his right ear.

"Who are you?"

Yan Huan was stunned. "I'm Jolin's friend."

The man seemed to hear a big joke and said sarcastically, "can she still have friends?"

Because the favor brought by this face disappeared in an instant.

Yan Huan frowned at the man in a bad tone. "Excuse me, I want to see her."

"Oh? Do you know who I am?"

The evil man supported the door of the ward with one hand, bent down, and his tall body cast a shadow on her face.

This person is full of women's perfume, not from the same person.

Yan Huan stepped back in disgust and opened the distance.

"I don't care who you are? I want to see Jolin."

"I haven't met such a courageous woman for a long time. It's good. I like it very much."

A man with a long arm will hold her in his arms.

"Ji Yunchen!"

The hoarse female voice suddenly sounded, and the man's body stagnated.

Yan Huan looked sideways and saw Qiaolin standing in the center of the ward. When she was happy and was about to wave, the man beside her suddenly shot a violent gas.

He was furious. "What did you call me just now?"

Jolin looked pale. "Mr. Ji, she's my friend. Please don't do it to her."

Yan Huan was stunned. The man like your son was the dangerous Ji Yunchen?

Ji Yunchen looked at Qiao Lin, suddenly lifted his lips and showed a smile.

The next second, he turned around and put his hand around Yan Huan's neck.

Yan Huan didn't even have time to see the man's actions. People were mentioned in the air, and the sense of suffocation immediately drowned her.

"Mr. Ji!"

Jolin was so flustered that she knelt down to Ji Yunchen in public.

"Please let her go. She's my best friend."

Ji Yunchen narrowed his eyes and threw Yan Huan out with a cold hum.

Yan Huan's back hit the wall, and the pain made her gasp.

"Yan Huan!" Jolin rushed over and hugged her,

Ji Yunchen looked down at them and warned in a deep voice, "if you dare to commit suicide again, I'll kill her."

Jolin hugged her tightly, shook her head and said, "I promise you, I will never commit suicide again."

Ji Yunchen sneered, "what a cheap skin."

Yan Huan was almost strangled. He was naturally full of hostility to Ji Yunchen. At this time, hearing his evaluation of Qiao Lin, he immediately said angrily, "who did you say..."

Jolin pressed her hand and said, "Mr. Ji is right."

Yan Huan looked at Jolin incredulously, but saw that she shook her head at herself.

Yan Huan bit her lip and was almost angry, but she chose to shut up for Jolin.

Ji Yunchen glanced at her coldly, took the coat handed by the bodyguard and put it on.

"You will leave the hospital before noon."

Yan Huan looked at Jolin's delicate appearance and finally couldn't help it. "Her face is still so bad. How can she leave the hospital?"

Ji Yunchen suddenly stopped and looked back at her.

Yan Huan immediately felt a murderous spirit coming to his face.

"I asked myself that I've always had good patience with beautiful women, but this is the second time you contradict me, and the next time. I'll let you know how to write the word regret."

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