Mr.Fan, please Leave me alone

Fan Shaochen looked at her for a long time, and finally reached out to wipe her tears. "It's too late not to send him to prison. It's impossible to let him live a good life."

Lu Yiyao grabs the hand that makes trouble on her face in the nightmare, absorbs the warmth of each other's palm, and feels relieved to hold it tightly.

Fan Shaochen also had no intention of taking out his hand. He touched her cheek with his other hand. After a while, he lay down in bed, took the person into his arms and gently patted her back until Lu Yiyao's breathing gradually stabilized.

He noticed that her wrist was blue and red and looked very serious.

Is this... Did he do it?

Fan Shaochen locked his sword eyebrows and quietly opened the cabinet next to the head of the bed to look for ointment.

The next day, when Lu Yiyao woke up, she was the only one in the room. She was dazed. She heard something in the bathroom. The "click" door opened and out came sister-in-law Cheng.

"Miss Lu, you're awake! Breakfast is still hot. You can eat after you wash." sister-in-law Cheng didn't say a word about her running out yesterday.

Lu Yiyao felt guilty and said, "I'm sorry, sister-in-law Cheng. I ran out yesterday. Fan Shaochen... Didn't blame you?"

Sister-in-law Cheng's smile remained unchanged. "No, no, Mr. Fan didn't say me. It's Miss Lu who fainted, which makes me worried. In case something happens to you, I really can't tell my husband."

Lu Yiyao shook her head and said, "not next time."

Sister-in-law Cheng said, ignoring her promise. Anyway, she will keep a close eye on people from now on. Mr. fan can't lose his high paying job. Her son hasn't married yet. She still has to save his wife's money for him.

Lu Yiyao stayed in the hospital for a week. The signs of headache improved a lot. The bandage on her forehead was also removed and only treated the wound. In addition to walking downstairs when fan Shaochen comes, she is either in the ward or in other departments for examination at other times. There must be a sister-in-law Cheng with her.

Zhen Hao came twice, but was stopped outside by sister-in-law Cheng. He couldn't do anything to sister-in-law Cheng. He had no choice but to give up.

The same hospital, only four floors apart, she never went to see her father again.

At dusk, the orange sunset came in from the window and gave the ward a layer of color light. Communication between light and dark, fan Shaochen's figure appeared at the door of the ward. Lu Yiyao knew that he had just come from work, looked up and gave him a smile and said, "you're coming."

"... well," fan Shaochen has long noticed the change in Lu Yiyao's attitude towards him. She has changed since she fainted and woke up that day. Of course, he is happy to see Cheng. As long as she doesn't carry her to see Lu Zhenwei and contact Zhen Hao, he is willing to spoil her.

Like a pet.

"Are you tired from work today?" Lu Yiyao looked at his tall figure and gradually approached himself with curved eyebrows and eyes.

"OK, have you had dinner?" fan Shaochen went to her bed and sat down, staring at half of her cheeks illuminated by the sunset. The small fluff was faintly visible in the light.

"Yes, sister-in-law Cheng fried eggplant with beans and potato ribs. What did you eat?" she tilted her head and asked.

"I don't know what meat and cyan dishes." fan Shaochen relaxed, took off his suit, coat and vest, only wearing a white shirt, pillowed her pillow and lay down next to her.

"Hey, how can you answer like this... Are you sleepy?" Lu Yiyao turned her head and aimed at fan Shaochen, who had closed her eyes.

He has been living in the hospital for almost two weeks. The hospital company has two front lines.

Fan Shaochen slowly opened his eyes. The setting sun crashed into his eyes. He took off the indifference in his eyes. The whole person looked gentle and more popular.

"Not sleepy." he looked into Lu Yiyao's eyes and answered.

Lu Yiyao lifted the quilt out of bed and pulled fan Shaochen's arm up. "Then go for a walk with me."

If fan Shaochen doesn't remember, he can't pull him with Lu Yiyao's strength. She said she would take a walk. Fan Shaochen didn't wear a coat and went downstairs with her shirt and trousers.

People who often go for a walk on the lawn are almost familiar with this pair. The men are cold and the women are playful, but they are quite harmonious.

"I'll be discharged tomorrow," Lu Yiyao said, stepping on fan Shaochen's shadow.

"After taking CT, make sure there is no congestion before leaving the hospital." fan Shaochen asked the doctor clearly. If there is congestion, he will be hospitalized for a period of time.

Lu Yiyao nodded, "I'm not dizzy now. Is Meng Jiaying still at home?"

At home?

This word... Pleased fan Shaochen.

He began to think about how to drive Lu Yiyao away, nodded and said, "she's still there."

Lu Yiyao said loudly, and there was no talk behind her.

Fan Shaochen walked with her for seven or eight steps and suddenly explained, "her father was kind to me, probably meant to make a match. I didn't mean that to her, so it's meaningless for you to be jealous."

The last sentence is familiar. Lu Yiyao hangs her eyes to hide her emotions. She doesn't deserve to make him jealous. Why should she care about a Meng Jiaying.

Fan Shaochen's warm big hand covered Lu Yiyao's head and rubbed it, "good."

Lu Yiyao blushed, glanced at fan Shaochen, took the hand on the top of the beginning and walked quickly two steps away.

Fan Shaochen told her to hide. Anyway, she can catch it at any time when she wants to catch it.

The sunset in the evening pulled their shadows very long and intertwined obliquely. Lu Yiyao only looked back at how far fan Shaochen was from himself. He didn't pay attention to the two people coming out of the flower bed in front of him. One accidentally bumped into him.

However, they were both women, and the impact force was very small. They just stepped back two steps.

As soon as Lu Yiyao stood still and didn't see the visitor, he was busy bowing his head and apologizing, "I'm sorry!"

"... Yiyao?" the person who was hit didn't care to complain, heard a familiar voice and confirmed in surprise.

Lu Yiyao's heart tightened and slowly looked up. Surprise, joy and embarrassment flowed in her eyes. She crossed her stepmother Mu Yun to see her father next to her. Compared with the last time she went to see, her complexion was more ruddy and her spirit was much better. She smiled twice, "aunt Yun... Dad..."

Mu Yun looked at Lu Yiyao's sick clothes and the gauze on her forehead, suddenly pulled her arm and said, "Yiyao, why are you in hospital? What's wrong? How did you get the wound on her forehead? I'll say how you disappeared and nothing happened!"

Lu Zhenwei looked at his daughter, hummed and didn't speak.

Lu Yiyao held Mu Yun's hand and comforted, "aunt Yun, I'm fine. I just fell accidentally. Tomorrow... I'll be discharged. Is Dad better?" she looked at Lu Zhenwei eagerly with water Lingling's big eyes open, hoping that her father could take care of herself.

Mu Yun had no children himself, but regarded Lu Yiyao as his own. He was mad to beat her last time. Seeing that Lu Zhenwei refused to speak, he pushed him, "the child is talking to you."

Lu Zhenwei said ruthlessly, "if she doesn't separate from the fan, don't say it's my child! I don't have such a shameful daughter!"

The atmosphere suddenly cooled down. Lu Yiyao looked hurt. She clenched her sleeves with both hands and felt a faint pain in her heart.