Wife in a flash marriage: Mr. President, please divorce

Chapter 277

Bai Jingchen was worried, and kept guarding the door of the hospital ward. Even though his subordinates persuaded him to go back many times, saying that they would guard him, he was still worried.

In fact, what he is worried about now is not Le Yan'er who is unconscious inside at all, but Ye Tingchen who looked scary just now.

He was afraid that Ye Tingchen would do something irreversible on impulse.

It is also ridiculous to say that Ye Tingchen, who has always been calm and calm, and never changes his face when Mount Tai collapses, will be described as "impulsive" one day.

Bai Jingchen felt uneasy, the phone to Ye Tingchen was turned off, and Mr. Yan didn't answer the phone, he couldn't get in touch with Ye Tingchen's people, so he could only stay here, because no matter what, Ye Tingchen would definitely come back Look at Le Yaner.

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, footsteps gradually came from the end of the corridor.

Bai Jingchen quickly looked up and saw Ye Tingchen, who was wet and even bloody, walking towards the ward with Chen Luo and Yan Lao.

Ye Tingchen's left hand was hanging limply, and blood and rain could be seen dripping down his fingers onto the ground.

Bai Jingchen stood up in an instant, seeing Ye Tingchen's appearance, his scalp was numb.

"What happened? How did it happen..."

Before he finished asking, Ye Tingchen had already rushed into the ward.

"Big brother..."

Bai Jingchen was just about to go in and ask, but was stopped by Yan Lao.

"Old Yan, what's going on?" Bai Jingchen asked hastily.

Old Yan said softly: "Young Master needs to be quiet now, Young Master Bai should wait outside for a while."

Mr. Yan watched Ye Tingchen grow up, and everyone knew that he was definitely more than just a entourage to Ye Tingchen, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was an elder who accompanied him. He knew Ye Tingchen best. Now, everyone naturally obeys him.

Bai Jingchen nodded, and obediently stayed outside the ward.

Elder Yan turned around and entered the ward, closing the door behind him.

In the ward, Ye Tingchen stood some distance away from the hospital bed, motionless.

"Old Yan, did I do something wrong?"

Hearing the sound of Old Yan approaching, Ye Tingchen said shyly.

A kind smile appeared on Old Yan's face, and he asked, "Does the young master regret that he almost pushed the second young master downstairs today?"

Old Yan asked knowingly, he knew exactly what Ye Tingchen was referring to.

Ye Tingchen was standing not far from the hospital bed, looking at the pale man on the bed, his bloody hand trembled, as if he wanted to lift it up, but finally put it down.

His hands were dirty and he was not worthy to touch her.

"Did I kill her..."

It was the first time for Ye Tingchen, who was decisive in killing, to have such an uncertain attitude.

Because if it wasn't for him, Le Yan'er wouldn't be involved in these matters of the Ye family at all. She could live a simple life and shoot the movies she likes. Even if life is a little tight, at least her life would not be in danger.

She married him, but he failed to protect her and put her in danger time and time again.

"Master, I think only the young lady can answer this question."

Ye Tingchen's voice trembled imperceptibly, "You know, she said yesterday that she was going to divorce me. The most frightening thing is that I found that I had no reason to keep her here. All I can bring her is Endless danger. I didn't know how to face this problem, so I avoided it, trying to numb myself with official duties, but I didn't expect that it was because of my negligence that she almost..."

Ye Tingchen couldn't continue talking.

As long as he thinks about what will happen to Bai Jingchen if he is half a step late, he will go crazy.

But he had no way to guarantee that Le Yan'er would not fall into this situation again in the future, he felt that he was incompetent.

That's why he really wanted to kill Ye Anjue today. If it was him, he wouldn't be afraid even if he fought Ye Anjue for another ten years, but Le Yan'er couldn't do it. She was so weak and beautiful, just like How can a white camellia withstand the ravages of wind and rain.

Seeing Ye Tingchen's sad look, Mr. Yan felt for the first time that the young master is actually just an ordinary person in love.

He couldn't escape the uneasiness and anxiety that ordinary people would have.

He used to worry that the young master would not have the emotions of ordinary people and would be too indifferent. At this moment, he was a little relieved, but also a little distressed.

"Master, have you let go of Miss Meng's matter?"

Ye Tingchen said decisively: "I have long since lost any affection for Meng Yibai."

Elder Yan nodded: "Yes, I know that you have been looking for Miss Meng's trace for ten years because of your responsibility. But I don't think you have really let this matter go. You attributed Miss Meng's death to Your own body, so seeing the young lady injured will bring back your memories of that year, so you will blame yourself even more."

This self-blame is double.

This kind of self-blame can even destroy a person's self-confidence, making him feel that he has never been able to protect his own woman, and whether he is not worthy of love.

Hearing what Yan Lao said, Ye Tingchen pursed his thin lips slightly.

What happened back then was indeed a heavy blow to him.

A psychiatrist once said that his psychological barrier of misogyny is because of his too serious sense of responsibility, which makes his heart resist accepting such things that are too beautiful and too fragile.

Meng Yibai's death aggravated his psychological barrier to some extent, making him unable to accept the touch of any woman in the past ten years.

But for Le Yan'er, love is better than heart disease.

"Will she... still forgive me?" For the first time, Ye Tingchen felt that it was so difficult to say a word.

Mr. Yan sighed softly, and said, "Master, what happened to Ms. Meng back then was not your fault alone. After all, you were only 17 years old at that time. But for the young lady, there is still a lot you can do. Instead of guessing here, why don't you wait for the young lady to wake up and ask her yourself."

After a long time, Ye Tingchen nodded.

Old Yan saw the position of Ye Tingchen's left hand, where the dripping blood had formed a small pool of blood, and he couldn't help being a little startled.

"Master, bandage the wound first, the smell of blood in the ward will affect the young lady's rest."

Old Yan knew that what Ye Tingchen wanted to do most now was to stay by Le Yan'er's side, and if he didn't use Le Yan'er as an excuse, he would not leave.

Sure enough, upon hearing that it would affect Le Yan'er, Ye Tingchen nodded immediately, turned and walked out of the ward.

At this moment, he is not the heir of the Ye family, nor the president of the LN Empire Group, nor is he the only duke with a foreign surname in country E. He is just a man who cares about his wife.

Outside the ward, Ye Tingchen's personal doctor was already waiting. As soon as Ye Tingchen came out, he immediately went up to him and treated Ye Tingchen's wound.

(End of this chapter)