Ivy sat at the head of the bed, a sling needle in one hand. Chi Ming sat on the edge of the bed and fed her porridge spoonful by spoonful.

Like an obedient child, she obediently drank every mouthful of porridge, and her originally pale face gradually became a little bloody.

Looking at her and Chi Ming's intimate and tacit understanding, Owen's heart was a little sour, but the deep sense of powerlessness made it difficult for him to move an inch. He clenched his fists tightly, and there was unspeakable sadness in his eyes, as if he was making a difficult choice.

The number of people in the corridor gradually increased, and the attending doctor began his daily rounds. Owen gave her another deep look and turned to leave.

Ivy reluctantly swallowed the last mouthful of porridge, and suddenly noticed a figure flashing outside the door, and she immediately looked over, but there was no one at the door. Was it a hallucination, she frowned hesitantly, her body couldn't wait to get out of bed to take a look.

Chi Ming saw that she was about to get up and get out of bed, so he stopped her and asked, "I haven't finished the infusion yet, where are you going?"

"I think I see Owen. She craned her neck to look out the door.

"Don't move, I'll take a look. ”

Chi Ming put down the lunch box, walked out of the door, looked left and right at both ends of the corridor, turned around and shook his head at Ivy.

Ivy still didn't give up, and got out of bed stubbornly, holding the infusion bottle in one hand, and staggered to the door.

Owen reluctantly took the bottle and helped her into the hallway.

Ivy stood in the middle of the hallway, looking anxiously back and forth, all she could see was doctors and nurses in white coats, hobbling patients, and tired family members.

No, without him. His eyes gradually blurred, and his legs softened unwillingly. Her stomach was tumbling, and she spit out all the porridge she had just eaten.

Chi Ming held the infusion bottle in one hand and supported her with the other, shouting in his mouth: "Doctor, doctor." ”

Ivy only felt like she was being lifted, took a few steps into the air, and returned to the hospital bed. More than a dozen doctors and nurses gathered around the bedside, and after a bit of noise, the room was quiet again.

Chi Ming sighed heavily, really relieved. Should he tell her the truth, or should he continue to hide it?

Ivy closed her eyes, but her mind was clear. There was still a glimmer of hope in my heart that he would come to see me in the evening.

It was another night when the sky was high and the clouds were light, and the moon and stars were sparse.

The liquor flowed down his throat and into his body, strongly stimulating every nerve, Owen shook the wine glass in his hand, looked at the amber liquid in the glass, and wondered how this wine became more and more sober the more he drank.

He sat by the pool, wearing a loose white shirt with bangs hanging casually over his forehead, and the bottle of wine beside him was half empty.

Someone behind him walked towards him, his steps were very light, and he seemed to have a hint of timidity.

"Didn't I tell you to stay away from me?" said Owen without looking back.

The footsteps stopped, neither staying nor walking, and he could hear her small, rapid breathing.

"You still don't ......" Owen jerked his head back, but was stunned.

Ivy put her hands behind her back, swallowed her saliva, and said timidly: "Qingtan helped me open the door, she recognizes me." ”

The ends of his bangs half-covered his eyes, hiding the joy in his eyes. Owen hesitated slightly, got up and walked towards her.

The shirt on his chest was unbuttoned, revealing an angular collarbone. Ivy saw the pendant on his chest at a glance, and her heart tightened, and she couldn't help but feel a little remorseful.

"What are you doing here?" he asked, impatiently.

"I, I'm ......" Ivy pursed her lips, "I only found out that the police came to make a record today, you saved me that day, I came to see how you are doing, are you injured?"

Owen spread his arms and said in a tone as cold as ice, "See? I'm fine, can you go?"

He had an attitude of rejecting people, but Ivy didn't care, but took a step forward, and her tone was full of affection, "Don't be angry, I was so angry that I said those words to you before." My heart is not made of wood, I can feel your heart. Wait...... When my dad's business is over, we can start all over again. ”

Owen's heart was violently shaking, and the disguised indifference was about to collapse, but the pain in his heart reminded him: don't mistake her, since you can't continue, it's better to let her die completely.

He smiled arrogantly, "You're right, when I finish this case, I will naturally start over." ”