"An Ning, you let me be quiet. ◢ With *dream* small ◢.1a"

"Quiet?" Jian Anning was angry and helpless, "You have to find a time to be quiet, do you want to drain the blood on your body if you continue to sit here now?" You get up for me! ”

In front of Yemo, Jian Anning has always been soft and weak like a little white rabbit, but now she is really forced to be anxious, these words, she yelled at Yemo.

Yemo was still indifferent, and in front of his eyes was a dim blur.

"Night, please, please......" Jian Anning squatted at his feet, crying very sadly, his voice trembled, as if he couldn't lift his breath.

He shook his head helplessly, unable to bear to watch Jian Anning cry like this again.

He struggled to stand up straight, and took a heavy step forward, but the dizziness was so strong that he could no longer lift his leg after taking a step......

Jian Anning hurriedly followed, wanting to help him, but before his hand could touch him, the man's body fell straight down!

Yemo woke up to the smell of a piece of medicinal disinfectant.

Luo Yan suffered injuries of all sizes when he was by his side, and he stayed in the hospital with her for an unknown amount of time.

So, he knows exactly where he is now.

When he opened his eyes, there was a coldness and coldness under his deep eyes.

"Night, you're awake!" A surprised voice came into Ye Mo's ears, he slowly turned his gaze sideways, and Jian Anning's appearance was simply crying with joy.

She didn't close her eyes all night, just waiting for him to wake up.

Nightink moved, and the pain in his left shoulder told him what had happened.

Her ruthless and resolute appearance was engraved in his mind, and he couldn't forget it if he wanted to.

Her heart is ruthless enough.

In the past three years, his feelings for her have probably been eaten by dogs.

Of course, Yemo knew that the reason why he had all this today was made by himself, but sometimes, he still had the most shallow hope in his heart, expecting some miracles to happen, but his expectations were disappointed......

Yemo didn't like to smell the potion, so he lifted the quilt and got out of bed, intending to change his clothes and leave.

But those injuries made it extremely difficult for him to lift his arms.

Jian Anning knew that if he was going to be discharged from the hospital, she couldn't persuade him at all, so she had to retreat, she stepped forward and wanted to help him put on his clothes, but Yemo quietly avoided her hand.

"I can do it myself."

His attitude towards her was still so detached.

Jian Anning felt aggrieved and uncomfortable, she stood aside silently, didn't say anything, but would secretly wipe her tears with the back of her hand when he wasn't paying attention.

It took a lot of effort for Yemo to change his clothes.

He turned around and walked out of the ward, Jian Anning still didn't say anything all the way, just followed without saying a word.

Yemo walked downstairs to the inpatient department, where the assistant was on standby, and when he saw Yemo coming down, he hurriedly opened the car door.

Yemo sat in the car, but the assistant didn't close the door for a long time, Yemo looked sideways, and found Jian Anning standing next to his car, looking at him with a layer of mist in his eyes.

The assistant cautiously lifted his eyelids and glanced at Yemo, waiting for his instructions.

"Come on, I'll send you where you're going." Yemo said to Jian Anning in a calm tone.

Jian Anning was overjoyed, nodded, and got into Yemo's car.

The car started slowly, and along the way, Jian Anning was extremely cautious.

She stared uneasily at the wound on his left shoulder.