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"Ding Lingling..." the hurried phone ring broke the silence of Yi's house. Yi Wanjun was shocked by the sudden ring. She hurried to the phone and her hand trembled when she picked up the phone.

"Hello..." even the voice was shaking.

"OK, OK, I'll be right there." Yi Wanjun hung up in a panic, turned around and rushed out of the villa and drove to the hospital in person.

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In the early morning, in the hospital, in the advanced ward, there was a warm smell of air conditioning. Yinian had changed into a light blue dry patient suit and was lying on the hospital bed with drops.

Ling CHENFENG held the hand that didn't hang a drop and stuck it on his cheek. Suddenly, her fingers moved slightly, "help him... Help him..." Yi Nian seemed to dream of something, shaking her head and muttering in pain.

"Ah..." with a cry, Yi Nian, who was sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes, and his blank eyes were full of panic.

"What's the matter? Niannian?" Ling CHENFENG stood up and hugged the suddenly awakened Yinian into his arms.

Leaning against Ling CHENFENG's arms, the panic in her dream just now made Yi Nian cry.

"Where is he?" Yi Nian asked cautiously.

Hearing the speech, Ling CHENFENG frowned. Of course, he knew who she asked 'he', but he didn't answer the question and said, "is there anything uncomfortable?"

"Where is he?" Yi Nian turned her head and looked at Ling CHENFENG's tired handsome face with tearful eyes.

Ling CHENFENG's heart trembled when he was read by Yi. He raised his hand rigidly to wipe away her tears, took a deep breath, calmed his fluctuating mood, and said faintly: "it's okay, he's okay, he's next door."

Yi Nian stared at Ling CHENFENG for more than ten seconds, as if to determine the truth of his words. Just when Ling CHENFENG was about to ask her what happened, he saw Yi Nian ho push away, Ling CHENFENG jumped out of the hospital bed barefoot, pulled a drop of needle and slipped out of the back of his hand, and blood burst.

"Read" Ling CHENFENG shouted in horror, and the only thing left for him was the door that opened and closed due to inertia after being pushed open.

Ling CHENFENG smashed his clenched fist out of bed, and then chased out along the little blood on the ground.

Yi Nian found Shen Zhijiao in the ward next door. His face was pale and he was lying there, his arm wrapped in a white bandage, and his other hand was hanging drops. The oxygen was bubbling, and the oxygen mask hanging on his mouth and nose was covered with a layer of water mist because of his breathing.

ECG monitoring "didi" was very stable. Uncle Lin sat on the chair beside the hospital bed and quietly guarded him.

Yi Nian slowly leaned over. Uncle Lin heard a sound and looked back. Unexpectedly, it was Yi Nian wearing sick clothes and walking barefoot into the ward.

"Little sister, you..."

"Shh..." Yi Nian put her index finger to her mouth, shook her head and signaled uncle Lin that she was okay.

Uncle Lin hurriedly got up and gave the chair to Yi Nian, then took out a pair of slippers from the cabinet and put them at Yi Nian's feet to remind her to put them on, so he turned and walked out of the ward.

Yi Nian sat next to the hospital bed and looked at Shen Zhijiao's closed eyes and pale cheeks. She blamed herself very much. If she hadn't invited him to climb the mountain, go to the Yuelao temple, angry him and ran into the mountain, he wouldn't lie here.

Gently stroked the gauze tightly wrapped around his arm. How did he hurt it? Why is it so serious.

Yi Nian thought more and more sad, attached himself, put his forehead against his hand she held tightly, and sobbed silently.

When Yi Wanjun arrived at the hospital, she saw Uncle Lin and Ling CHENFENG standing at the door of the ward. Most of the others were sent back by Uncle Lin, leaving only five people in the hospital.

"Madam"

"Aunt"

"What about them?" Yi Wanjun looked at Ling CHENFENG's eyes. Shen Zhi was burning and pale on the hospital bed. Yi Nian's blood on the back of her hand solidified and was lying there weeping.

Uncle Lin briefly told Yi Wanjun about Yi Nian and her.

When she learned that they were waiting for nothing, Yi Wanjun was relieved. It's good if they're all right. It's good if they're all right.

At this time, Ling CHENFENG took the disinfectant and gauze just asked for at the nurse station and walked into Shen Zhizhuo's ward. He put the things on the table and walked to Yi Nian. It was indisputable to pull Yi Nian's hand holding Shen Zhizhuo's arm up, apply the medicine and wrap it up.

Yi Nian also let him go, because Ling CHENFENG didn't allow her to break free at all. She had great strength to grasp his wrist, but she didn't hurt her. Ling CHENFENG didn't say a word, and Yi Nian didn't know what to say to him, so she had to choose silence.

Ling CHENFENG wrapped up the wound, packed up his things, silently withdrew from the room and withdrew from Yi Nian's sight.

Yi Wanjun was outside the door, looking at all this, sighed gently and went in.

"Mom..." Yi Nian sobbed softly and rushed into the arms of Yi Wanjun who came to her, crying like a child who did something wrong.

Yi Wanjun smoothed her long soft hair and comforted her, "it's okay, it's okay."

"Mom, do I hate it? It's all my fault. I don't want him to have something to do. Sobbing... Why isn't it me? Why isn't it me lying here? I'd rather be me. I don't want to see him like this..."

“......”

Shen Zhizhuo didn't know when he had opened his eyes. He looked at Yi Nian weakly and cried in Yi Wanjun's arms. He also heard her words from her heart. "I'd rather be me" deeply touched his frozen heart. He obviously felt that something in his heart collapsed at that moment.

"You're very noisy." Shen Zhihuo said through the oxygen mask. His voice was very stuffy and small.

"How's it going? Do you need to call a doctor?" Yi Wanjun said with concern as soon as Shen Zhizhuo woke up.

Yi Nian casually wiped his tears and looked at Shen Zhijiao with concern. However, the words of concern turned into an apology, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

"Yes, so don't bother me now. I'm tired. I need to be quiet." the stuffy voice didn't affect its cold breath. This sentence hurt Yinian. She was a little stunned and at a loss.

"I..."

Yi Wanjun shakes her head and signals Yi Nian not to speak yet.

Yi Nian finally stopped her tears and burst out of her eyes. The hot tears burned her already astringent eyes. She got up quietly and walked out of the ward without God.

Seeing Yi Nian like this, Yi Wanjun sighs helplessly. It seems that her daughter still has a long way to go in the future.

Shen Zhizhuo looked at Yi Nian's lost back, bleak, thin, faintly took back his sight, and closed his eyes tired.

Yi Wanjun didn't speak, but silently covered him up, told him to have a good rest, and then sat down on the chair beside the bed.

In fact, Yi Wanjun didn't come out to catch up with the lost Yi Nian because she knew that Yi Nian didn't take Shen Zhijiao's words to heart at all. She just thought he was blaming her.

And she didn't go far at all, just hid outside the ward, where Shen Zhihuo couldn't see, quietly waiting for her own stubbornness.