dew marriage

Chapter 305 I Will Not Suicide

Mu Jiao's heart seemed to miss a beat, and she rarely looked at him shyly: "Crazy."

He took the opportunity to hug her tightly, put all his body strength on Mu Jiao's body, leaned forward, and said, "I want to be with you, every minute and every second, Xia Lan is wasting my time."

Mu Jiao kept a straight face on purpose, but there was a happy smile in his eyes, and he said solemnly: "I'm not imprisoned by you, don't expect me to be with you every minute and every second."

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

He Yankai glanced at her sadly: "Who told me to promise you, you can torture me as you like."

Seeing him as a big man, Mu Jiao leaned against her, as if he was begging her not to be angry, and then spoke aggrievedly, his heart suddenly softened.

Help him to sit down, and then push the wheelchair over.

The voice was also much softer: "Hey, I will promise you to go out for half an hour."

When he went downstairs, Mu Jiao helped him straighten the blanket covering his legs. It was late at night, and it was a bit chilly.

There is a small garden at the back of the hospital. Many patients like to go out for a walk at this time and let the wind go.

Mu Jiao pushed him away, and when he reached the resting place, He Yankai told her to stop: "Let's just sit here for a while."

Mu Jiao pushed him to her side, and she sat on the bench, the two of them held hands, neither of them spoke quietly.

After a while, he tilted his head and said, "You lean on my shoulder."

"kindness?"

"I haven't tried looking at the moon with you yet."

Following He Yankai's gaze, she looked up, the moon is really round today, even rounder than the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

Is it because they are well together that they are so round?

Mu Jiao leaned on his shoulder, with a smile on the corner of her mouth. This was probably the time when she laughed the most for a long time.

It's so rare.

Neither of them talked, so they didn't talk, and they felt very good.

The silent time passed by every minute and every second, and it didn't feel long. On the contrary, I felt that it would be better if it was slower.

"Ouch."

Mu Jiao frowned suddenly, and covered the back of his head in pain, He Yankai immediately covered his big hand: "Does it hurt?"

Mu Jiao frowned, the pain was excruciating, and the sockets of his eyes were red, how could He Yankai bear this, his pupils looked sharply behind him.

I saw a child standing there timidly, his eyes were always looking at a football not far away.

He Yankai's face turned cold again, the child was so frightened that he didn't dare to move, and looked at him with ignorant eyes, feeling like he was about to cry.

Mu Jiao immediately understood what was going on, it was a child brought by a visiting family who was bored playing ball in the garden alone, and hit Mu Jiao in the back of the head so carelessly.

Mu Jiao took his hand: "Why are you scaring a child."

"I didn't scare him." He Yankai's tone became cold, and he called out to the child: "Whose child are you, come here."

"Oh... Mom..." The child burst into tears, covered his eyes and called his mother helplessly, Mu Jiao patted the back of He Yankai's hand: "You still said you didn't scare him."

She picked up the football and walked over, handed it to the child, and touched his head: "Don't be afraid, uncle is teasing you, sister is fine, it doesn't hurt at all, but you can't play ball like this in the hospital, don't cry Well, manly man, never cry."

The child sobbed and looked at her timidly: "I didn't mean it."

Mu Jiao smiled: "Sister knows you didn't mean it, take the ball and go to your mother, it's too late."

The child nodded, curled his lips, and left with the ball in his arms.

Mu Jiao shook his head helplessly, got up and walked back, only to see He Yankai staring at him for a moment.

"Why are you a sister and I am an uncle?"

Mu Jiao raised his eyebrows: "Because you are older than me."

He Yankai narrowed his eyes slightly, he didn't speak all the way back, entered the ward, finally got him onto the bed, Mu Jiao was a little tired and was panting all the time.

He Yankai glanced at her and said, "When I fully recover, I will let you know whether I am old or not."

"Oh, then you can only be considered old and strong." Mu Jiao curled the corners of his lips triumphantly, and looked at him with great interest, He Yankai's chest was clogged with old blood.

The next day, Mu Jiao had time to call Shen Jingyi.

He was very busy there, after waiting for a while, Shen Jingyi answered the phone: "Jiaojiao."

"Well, are you busy?"

"Fortunately, it has been handed over to other doctors." Shen Jingyi's tone was light, as always like a spring breeze, Mu Jiao bent the corners of his lips and said, "Do you want to tell me about my illness?"

"When you are free, come to me for an examination. You haven't taken your medicine on time recently. I'm worried that you will have..."

"Possibility of relapse?"

Mu Jiao leaned against the wall, and inside, He Yankai was chatting with Xu Shaoping and several managers about the company.

Her voice was flat, a little indifferent.

Shen Jingyi pondered for a while, and said kindly: "Before repeatedly, it has affected you. There are two things. One, you come to me for an examination. If it's all right, you don't take medicine. Just continue to take the medicine and maintain a happy mood."

"I'm not going to kill myself."

Mu Jiao said to Shen Jingyi through the mobile phone very seriously: "I have the strength to live on, I will not go to extremes, Jingyi, I will take good care of you, don't worry."

"I'm really happy to hear you say that. However, if you have any questions, you must communicate with me in time." Even if Shen Jingyi is happy, he can't rest assured. He is a psychiatrist. What is the patient's condition? I understand that what Mu Jiao has endured is far greater than imagined, and he will be by her side to treat her at any time.

There can be no delay.

"What about you, did Aunt Qing come home? Are you okay?"

Shen Jing was taken aback for a moment, he didn't know if it was alright, but he kept doing the same thing every day, and with a restrained expression, he said: "Just help me persuade Lanlan, I will pick up my sister on the weekend Go home and everything will be back to normal."

Xu Shaoping and several managers came out, Mu Jiao hung up the phone, and nodded to them, Xu Shaoping smiled and said: "The president told you to go in, and you can't leave for a moment."

Entering the ward, He Yankai was reading the documents, his brows were furrowed, as if he had encountered difficulties, but when she approached, he put down the documents, and looked at her with stretched eyebrows: "Did you call Shen Jingyi?"

"He asked me to go for an examination, and I said I would cooperate with the treatment."

He Yankai stretched out his hand, she pulled it tacitly, and sat on the bed, He Yankai stretched out his hand to touch her face: You are so good, I will accompany you and treat her well. "

"Don't make me angry, it's the best treatment for me."

Mu Jiao was joking, but He Yankai replied very seriously: "For jokes like yesterday, anger doesn't count."

Mu Jiao thought for a while: "What kind?"

"That's it." While speaking, he pulled hard, and Mu Jiao let out a soft cry, before the ending sound could be heard, and it had already been swallowed into He Yankai's mouth.

Really, I'm addicted to kissing.

The days in the hospital were actually their happiest time. Every day Mu Jiao accompanied him for examination, walking, eating, and even sleeping. Mu Jiao always slept in the next bed.

Three days later, he felt that it was all right, so he went home to recuperate.

On the day of discharge from the hospital, only Lu Nanyi and Xu Shaoping came over. They had nothing to send to the car. Lu Nanyi left first, and Xu Shaoping drove to He's house.

On the way, He Yankai called Tang Mo.

"How is he doing?"

"He was very calm and didn't show any anxiety at all. He didn't even ask the police when they would let him out."

He Yankai's face was gloomy, and he said in a low voice: "Then close it first."

After hanging up the phone, his hand held hers again, as if it had become a habit, moistening things silently, Mu Jiao also felt it was natural.

When he arrived at He's house, he held her hand tightly: "Are you waiting for me in the car?"

"No, I'll go with you and you will protect me."

When Mu Jiao is not smiling, there is a kind of silent sternness, which looks very cold, beautiful and distant, very aggressive.

However, when she smiled, her eyes were like crescent moons, and her aura instantly became warm, soft, and even a little sly.

He Yankai straightened the hair on her forehead, leaned over and kissed her: "Okay, I will protect you."

Get out of the car, sit on the wheelchair, the two of them are still holding hands, when they reach the door, Uncle Wei opens the door for them, Mu Jiao softly called Uncle Wei.

Just about to pick up Xu Shaoping and push him in, he held her back, raised his head, and pointed to his mouth: "Give me some motivation."

Mu Jiao rolled his eyes: "What time is it still making trouble?"

"Then owe it first, come back and kiss."

After speaking, he patted the wheelchair: "Push me in."

Mu Jiao glanced at Uncle Wei in embarrassment, but Uncle Wei looked at them with relief, Mu Jiao's heart warmed up, and he quietly pushed her in.

These three days were very dark for the He family. They had no way to go out, and even their communications were cut off.

It was like being imprisoned.

Ye Xi's daughter had a cold, and she also reported it to Uncle Wei, who reported it to Xu Shaoping, but Xu Shaoping didn't tell He Yankai, but directly notified Lu Nanyi, who personally brought a doctor to treat the child.

Make sure that none of them can contact the outside world.

This time, He Yankai made a lot of noise.

It was also because of this that the He family finally got together. In the past three days, they were almost all in the main building except for sleeping.

Just now when Uncle Wei notified He Yankai to come over, everyone was a little nervous. Of course, this did not include the old man and Cen Yun. They were not nervous, but angry, or felt unreasonable, simply absurd.

They came in together, Mu Jiao pushed the wheelchair and pushed him in front of everyone, while he, with his hands clasped on his lap, stopped, and then he slowly raised his head.

His eyes turned coldly to everyone present.

Ask straightforwardly: "Who released the news about the bombing and He Zihuai's arrest."

(End of this chapter)