Encountered Uncle Se's ex-husband came to find fault

When Han Yixing followed to the medical room on the first floor, he heard Fei Xiluo simply say that the young master was accidentally injured.

How could it be possible to convince her with just such a sentence?

Han Yixing didn't force him to ask him, and when Doctor Zhang came out, he immediately asked: "How is he? Is it an arm injury? Is it serious?"

"Young Mistress, it was a gunshot wound, but not long after the bullet was taken out, and the Young Master was still weak, so I had to go find Young Mistress in person... In short, don't move around for the next two days, there is still a knife in the chest besides the arm"

Before Doctor Zhang finished speaking, Han Yixing was already crying and nodded repeatedly. [

Then he rushed into the medical room again, Meng Beichen was not asleep, his eyes were open, his face was full of exhaustion.

Dr. Zhang went to dispense the medicine, while Fei Xiluo stood guard outside the door.

Seeing him lying on the bed, Han Yixing's heart ached with sadness, she is so hateful, he was injured so badly, and she just complained about him.

"Why are you crying again? Did Dr. Zhang scare you with his words? I'm fine at all, just lie down for two days."

"Meng Beichen, why did you get hurt? You didn't tell me why you got hurt? You didn't think of me as your wife at all!" Wiping her tears, she accused, sitting beside his bed, watching him take off his shirt and wrap his arms in bandages , on the chest as well, feeling a little flustered in my heart.

"How dare I, I've told you everything now, come here and let me hug you."

He raised his left hand and shouted to her, he didn't dare to distract himself from thinking about her these few days, and he tried his best to injure Xiao Shike severely. He has now fled back to France, but he dared not see the old man.

"No, you're hurt."

"You despise me?" He deliberately showed a little sad look.

Han Yixing immediately laughed through his tears, "What nonsense are you talking about, please don't touch your wound."

She thought for a while, sat back a little, put her arms around his waist, and said softly, "Meng Beichen, you need to get well soon, do you know that I'm scared?"

"Well, I know, you are the most timid."

"No, in short, tell me what happened in the past few days after you recover from your injury. You should have a good rest first."

"Well, Xing'er, I'm so tired, you just stay here with me." He held her hand tightly with one hand, not letting go.

Han Yixing nodded, got up and covered him with the quilt, lay on his bed and watched quietly.