Husband is bad: evil president is not easy to mess with

When he walked to the door, he stopped, turned his head, looked at Haiyue's slightly trembling body, and asked, "Do you need me to bring you to the door?"

Haiyue turned her head and looked at Xia Dongye, "I'm sorry to trouble you, Dr. Xia."

Xia Dongye nodded, left a sentence, "I'm in the corridor outside, just call if you need anything", and closed the door behind him.

Only Haiyue and Du Yunyan were left in the ward.

Haiyue and he exchanged glances, took a deep breath, walked over and sat down by the bed.

"Hai...yue..." Du Yunyan's voice was still hoarse, his throat felt dry and uncomfortable as if it had been burned by fire, but this did not hinder his determination to apologize to Haiyue, "that day..."

Haiyue didn't want to hear any more details about that day, so she quickly interrupted him and changed the subject, "Why are you hurt like this?"

Du Yunyan is not an idiot, of course he could see that Haiyue was full of fear for what happened that day, her eyes darkened, as if there was something unspeakable, and she didn't answer.

Haiyue squeezed her hands on her knees, suppressing her involuntarily trembling body, and then asked him, "Why are you hurt like this?"

Du Yunyan still didn't answer, her pale and chapped lips were pursed even tighter.

Haiyue couldn't stand it anymore, turned the switch, and shook Du Yunyan's bed, making him sit in a half-lying position, then turned around and brought him a few sips of warm water on the table.

Haiyue put the cup back, stared at Du Yunyan unavoidably, and asked persistently, "Why did you get hurt like this?"

Under Haiyue's staring eyes, Du Yunyan finally spoke, but what he said was not the reason for his injury, but——

After drinking the water, Du Yunyan's throat was no longer so dry, and his speech was much smoother than before, "Hai... Yue, don't... ask, I don't want to hurt you..."

When Du Yunyan said this, he suddenly lost his voice and lowered his head.

Harm her?

Does Yunyan get hurt like this, does it have anything to do with him?

Haiyue froze for a moment, her eyelids jumped up ominously, "What do you mean by that? Go on, don't just say half of what you said!"

Du Yunyan raised his eyes, glanced at Haiyue, and quickly moved away, his lips trembling and muttering, his brows were tightly wrinkled, his face turned slightly pale, his expression was very embarrassed, and even a little timid.

It's a waste of time to go on like this!

Haiyue didn't want to continue guessing, her heart was in a panic.

She took a deep breath, straightened her face, and lowered her voice, "Du Yunyan, let me ask you one last time, why are you hurt like this?!"

"I..." Du Yunyan was still hesitating.

Seeing Du Yunyan hesitating and refusing to say anything, Haiyue decided that she should not tangle with him any longer!

"It's fine if you don't say it!" Dropping this sentence bitterly, Haiyue stood up from the chair suddenly, turned around and wanted to go out.

Du Yunyan didn't care that the tube was still inserted in his hand, he stretched out his hand without thinking, and grabbed Haiyue, "Don't go, Haiyue! I say! I say that's it!"

The moment Du Yunyan touched her, Haiyue's spine felt a chill, and an urge to throw him away instantly appeared in her chest.

She secretly murmured a few times, restraining this thought, and with the movement of sitting back to her seat, she withdrew her hand without leaving a trace, "Tell me, what is the reason?"

Du Yunyan licked his lips, there was still a trace of uncertainty in his voice, and his tone was shaky, "Haiyue, do you... believe my words?"