Chapter 1849

Solemnly, he nodded, "Sir, I'll go out first."

Yu Zeyao responded by saying "um" in his nose. Solemnity, without any extra words, turned and went out.

The door of the ward was brought up, and for a moment, only the two of them were left in the room.

Jingyu sits at the head of the bed and looks down at him with complicated eyes. There was a thin mist in the eyes.

The chest, as if there is something strong emotion in her. She suddenly opened her arm around his neck. Face, close to his face.

Afraid of pulling his wound, she moved very gently.

Yu Zeyao's frown was unconsciously relaxed when he was held in his arms. For a while, I just felt that the pain on my body was not so obvious.

Hard to raise the hand, hold her back.

"Why did you come?" He asked. The voice is dry and hoarse.

Jingyu didn't speak immediately, just holding him quietly for a long time, the uneasiness and worry at the bottom of my heart gradually dissipated.

I'm afraid it's going to hit his wound. Move it off his shoulder. Eyes and his line of sight on, "Mo Huan brought me here."

"She?"

Yu Zeyao frowned. "What did she bring you here for?"

"If she hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known about your injury." Jingyu looked at him, "didn't you plan to tell me?"

"It's not a good thing. What can I say?" Yu Zeyao raised his hand and touched her eyes. He could feel a moist touch on her eyelashes. "What are you crying for?"

Jingyu holds his hand, and his palm is cold.

"I didn't cry." Jingyu sniffed, "solemn refused to tell me about Jingrong, then you said."

Speaking of this, she pauses for a moment and then says, "don't lie to me any more. I know others are still in China."

"He's been there."

"Wen Yanzhi? Why is he still there? "

"I let Yanzhi take care of him."

Jingyu pondered for a moment, "is it Jing Rong was hurt much more than I knew

Yu Zeyao looked at her deeply, but he didn't hide it from her again. "I'm afraid you can't stand the blow, so I didn't tell you immediately. If it wasn't for you to find out, I didn't intend to let you know so early. "

As Jingyu listened, her heart hung over her throat.

"What's his situation now? Is the injury still serious? How well have you recovered? "

Yu Zeyao looked at her, pulled his lips, and said with difficulty, "now it's me who is still seriously injured."

Seeing that he was pale and distressed, Jingyu stopped his voice in time.

Now Jing Rong has Wen Yanzhi in his care. Absolutely nothing will happen.

"Would you like to go to sleep again?" Jingyu asked him. Touch his forehead. Fortunately, he still had a high fever last night, and now the fever has subsided.

She was relieved.

Yu Zeyao shook his head, leaning against the pillow and holding Jingyu's hand. Jingyu's mobile phone rings. She takes it out to see that it's a colleague's call. Only then can she notice that it's not early.

"My colleague's phone call should be to remind me that I didn't go to work."

"Then you go to work first."

Jingyu looked at him and shook his head. "I still don't want to go. I'll call to ask for a leave."

Yu Zeyao was obviously satisfied with her decision. Jingyu holds the phone and goes out.

Just push open the door of the ward, see Mo Huan is standing at the door. She didn't seem to know whether to go in or not, and her knocking hand went up and down. As soon as Jingyu came out, he saw her hesitation.

Mo Huan didn't expect that Jingyu would suddenly open the door, and a little embarrassment flashed on his face.

Jingyu smiles at her, "good morning."

"Good morning." Mo Huan looked at the ward, and looked at the scene with blood in his eyes, "did you stay here last night?"

Jingyu nodded. "Anyway, I'm also a person back home. It's better to be at ease here."

Mo Huan nods, "Ze Yao also certainly hope you can accompany him here."

Jing Yu took a look at Mo Huan and said with a smile, "Ze Yao is awake. I'm going to make a phone call. If Miss Mo doesn't mind, please help me to see him. I'll be back in a minute."

Mo Huan looked at Jingyu gratefully, "OK. You go. "

Yu Zeyao was sleeping against the head of his bed when he heard the door open and thought it was Jing Yu who had turned back. Instinctively open your eyes, but the eye is mo Huan.

"Well, is the fever gone?" Mo Huan goes in and sits down by the bed.

"Back."

"That's good. I'm really scared by your unconsciousness these days. "

"I heard you invited her here." Yu Zeyao looked at Mo Huan and solemnly said, "thank you."

Mo Huan smiles bitterly. It's hard to hide the loss.

"I know you don't want her to worry, so you don't want her to come. Otherwise, it's my turn to be a good man? To be honest, if you can I don't want to invite her here eitherYu Zeyao looked at Mo Huan's gloomy face, pondered for a moment, only low spit out two words, "sorry."

"What's wrong with feelings?" Mo Huan shakes his head. He raised his head and looked at the other side with deep eyes. "Zeyao, I want to ask you a question."

"You ask. As long as I know, I will tell you everything. "

"If there was no Jingyu, would it be possible for us?"

Yu Zeyao pondered for a moment before returning to the question, "if we can really get married, it must be a political marriage."

This answer, very frank, but incomparably cruel.

"Don't they all say that love comes first, then comes?" Mo Huan laughed at himself, "I appear earlier than Jingyu in your life, but it seems that this is useless."

"In fact, I met her a few years ago. I've been looking for her all these years

Yu Zeyao's words, let Mo Huan some surprise, "so, this is love at first sight?"

"Yes, love at first sight." His lips rarely appear a faint smile, that look full of warmth, let Mo Huan can not help but envy. She had never seen him like this. Obviously, only when it comes to Jingyu.

"When I saw her later, it turned into love." Yu Zeyao indifferent way: "even I feel caught off guard."

Mo Huan thought, this man, most of all, did not know that what he said at the moment was touching love words.

"But, you know, if we don't get married. It's hard for you to persuade my father to support you

"Power was really my primary goal. But now it's only second. " Yu Zeyao's face did not change much. "I'm already 30, and I should have a real home of my own. Not just inflated rights and desires. "

"I see." Mo Huan couldn't say what he felt in his heart. What she wanted to bring home to the man was herself, but it was impossible. She should have been miserable, but she was blessed that he could spend the rest of his life with his lover.

"Don't worry. Although we can't get married, my dad always appreciates you. I think, as long as I explain to him well, he will still support you. "

Yu Zeyao looks at Mo Huan gratefully and solemnly thanks again.

Outside, Jingyu came back from the phone and heard them clearly.

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