In the ward, ye Zimo glanced at the door, and his secretary immediately followed out.

Seeing Hai Zhixuan pulling Xia Yihan's arm to the fire passage, he returned to the ward, whispered in Ye Zimo's ear and reported to him.

"Shall I go with you and see what they said?"

Ye Zimo shook his head gently.

Ye Haoran and Fu Fengyi didn't know what they were muttering or talking, so they sat by his bed and looked at him painfully.

Haizhixuan is distressed that Xia Yihan is angry with Ye Zimo. She knows that she has a bad life at Ye's house and wants to take her away. At the same time, he was angry with her and was willing to stay to take care of Ye.

He asked her to go, which had violated the principle, but she didn't appreciate it.

Frustrated, haizhixuan let Xia Yihan go and said coldly, "this is your choice. No one can interfere. It's up to you whether you go or not."

With that, he went back to the ward, said goodbye to Ye Zimo and ye Haoran, and left alone.

After haizhixuan left, Xia Yihan returned to the ward. At that time, Fu Fengyi was telling Ye Zimo's secretary to contact the housekeeper to send some things needed by the hospital, and arranged for two people to come and take turns to take care of Ye Zimo.

"Madam, can I take care of Mr. Ye?" Xia Yihan asked in a low voice.

Fu Fengyi looked at her face carefully, and she couldn't help feeling a little.

Song wanting wanted to give up at that moment. She saw it in her eyes.

Unexpectedly, something happened to her son. It was the girl who didn't care where he was hurt and took the initiative to take care of him.

It's not easy for her to insist after being scolded by him.

"Well, it's hard for you, Yihan. Mo'er, is it okay for her to take care of you? "

"Mom, you can make any arrangement. I'd like to have a word with you alone."

When ye Zimo finished, his eyes swept over Ye Haoran indifferently.

He knew that he was rejected by his son again. Since his fault, he lost Ye Zihan, ye Zimo's brother. That's how he is.

Later, ye Zimo's first love made him more indifferent to his father.

He got up reluctantly and left the ward.

Xia Yihan and ye Zimo's secretary also came out, leaving only mother and son in the room.

Ye Zimo grabbed his mother's hand and said seriously, "Mom, don't worry about my health. The doctor said, "it's all right. Just you and I know."

He doesn't care what others think. He doesn't want to see his mother's worried eyes.

"Is it really all right? Don't lie to comfort me. I can bear anything at my age. "

"It's all right. If you don't believe it, you can ask the doctor."

"Then mother can rest assured."

Fu Fengyi patted her son's hand, remembered about him and song wanting, and asked him softly, "since it's all right, why do you say that to Tingting?"

"Mom, I have my reason. Don't worry."

"Won't you want to get engaged for that Xia Yihan?" Fu Fengyi asked tentatively.

"You flatter her too much."

At Ye Zimo's insistence, everyone left after dark, leaving Xia Yihan alone.

In the ward, the two were facing each other silently.

Ye Zimo is still angry. Xia Yihan clumsily tries to make him happy.

There is not much sunshine in her life, and she doesn't know many jokes. She thought about it for a long time before she thought of one.

"Mr. Ye, may I tell you a joke?" She asked softly.

"Do you think it's a joke that I hurt the value generator?" Ye Zimo asked her with a black face.

Xia Yihan waved his hand again and again and explained hurriedly, "no, No. Mr. Ye, you don't like listening to me tell jokes. I don't tell them. Don't be angry. "

He wanted to be gentle with her so that she could fall in love with him, but he couldn't be gentle as soon as he saw her and thought that she didn't care whether he lived or died.

"Sit down and get close to me. I'll ask you something!"

Xia Yihan obediently sat down by his bed, leaned against his head and listened to his questions honestly.

"Last time I asked you to come to my room, you didn't come and hid. Are you afraid I'll eat you? "

Not wanting to go against his will, Xia Yihan chose to nod frankly. At the same time, his face was a little red because of his explicit problem.

"I'm glad I didn't have a chance to do it to you now, did I?"

"No, Mr. Ye, I don't think so."

Ye Zimo crooked his mouth and whispered in her ear, "don't be happy too early. Maybe I'll be psychopathic from now on and like to use tools."

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