Fan Yuexi didn't mean to stop, and every sentence seemed to be like a tough knife, piercing his heart.

Yue Xicheng didn't care where this was, nor did he care about the warmth that was still asleep, so the two of them fought directly in the ward.

Because they all look at each other unpleasantly, they are also very angry in their hearts, so they make a lot of noise during the fight.

The loud sound drew the nurses at the nurses' station over.

"What are you doing? This is a hospital, don't be so loud, others are resting!"

After the nurse knocked on the door several times, the two men in the room who were arguing did not hear it, so he pushed the door straight in.

After seeing the two people scuffling together, the nurse didn't care about the difference in identity, and her professional instinct took over, and she scolded sharply.

How could the two people who were angry stop so easily? After the nurse left, the two people had a fight over movements, which turned into a quarrel in the eyes.

"I usually see you looking like a well-dressed gentleman, but I didn't expect you to have such a side. ”

Yue Xicheng raised his hand and straightened his clothes, and sat down on the chair next to him slowly, the momentum on his body was unexpected, and he was not angry.

Fan Yuexi didn't look timid, leaned against the wall, and looked at the person sitting on the chair with interest.

"It's not the other side of the story, it's just an expression of true feelings in the face of warmth. ”

Yue Xicheng just now had already lost his temper once in front of Fan Yuexi and the others, and it was impossible for him to make the same mistake a second time.

He understands that in such a quarrel, whoever fails to control his temper reasonably first is the one who is most likely to lose.

At this moment, Yue Xicheng seemed to have resumed his resolute posture in dealing with some things in the mall, and his casual every move exuded a deadly oppressive force.

"Oh?" Yue Xicheng asked rhetorically, "Maybe I really don't know that a person's true feelings can only be carried out when the person being confided in is in a coma. ”

In just a minute or two, Yue Xicheng had already carefully combed through all the things he had seen after entering the door.

From the time he entered the door to the present, such a complex and chaotic sound for such a long time has not woken up the sleeping warmth on the bed, so when Fan Yuexi took her hand and said those words, the warmth also had no consciousness of her own.

Maybe it was because after thinking about these things clearly, Yue Xicheng was able to regain his indifference, otherwise, what kind of outrageous things he would continue to do, he himself had no way to guarantee and determine.

"Or do you have to choose such a time, because you are afraid that the warmth will decisively reject you at normal times?"

After seeing that his words made Fan Yuexi fall silent, Yue Xicheng seized the short time he was stunned for a few seconds, and launched a provocation against him again, like a deadly attack again and again, overcoming the few lines of defense in Fan Yuexi's heart.

Yue Xicheng was right, Fan Yuexi was really afraid of that possibility, so he would secretly take her hand while he was warm and sleepy, and say a word or two to her gently.

But when these careful thoughts in his heart were directly transferred by Yue Xicheng, who would be able to stand it?

Fan Yuexi lowered his head, no, and continued to look into the eyes of the man sitting in the chair.

But what Fan Yuexi didn't know was that although Yue Xicheng looked indifferent on the surface, in fact, the hand he put on the chair had been clenched into a fist, and a few traces of blood could be faintly seen, which had betrayed the truest emotion in Yue Xicheng's heart.

At this time, the warmth in the ward slowly opened her eyes, and a pungent smell of disinfectant filled her nasal cavity, making her a little unable to open her mouth, she rubbed her hazy eyes, and looked at the ward for 4 weeks only to feel a strange feeling on her face.

Suddenly, she saw a Fan Yuexi's clothes hanging on the chair next to her, and remembered her disagreement with Yue Xicheng during this time, she tried hard to recall how she got into the hospital, only to know that Wen Xueying was still by her side, and it was precisely because Wen Xueying came to her studio that various provocations made people smash her studio, which led to the injury of herself and her assistant.

Wen Wen glanced at the mobile phone on the bedside table, picked it up, and found that there was a text message from Wen Xueying on it, she didn't even look at it, and deleted it directly.

Because those are all pictures, she can know what Wen Xueying's intentions are without thinking about the information!

It was the assistant who sent some messages of concern for herself, and she always wanted to get out of bed to see how the assistant's injury was, and she remembered that the assistant was also injured at that time, and it was not lighter than her own.

However, when she lifted her leg, she found that her leg was immobilized and could not move at all, only her right leg could move, and her left leg was all in a cast.

Wen Wen suddenly sobered up a lot, as if thinking that she fainted because she was smashed by a wall pillar and injured her leg, and now her leg has been put on a plaster, is she really going to walk on one leg in the future?

Warmth couldn't believe it, all this happened to herself, how could a person who was obviously good and decent suddenly encounter so many things, obviously everything was Wen Xueying's, not why did he let himself bear this so-called price, but also paid a leg.

Nuan wanted to get out of bed and walk, but found that he couldn't walk, and there was another leg that was not injured at all, and when he lifted his clothes, he found that there were still a few bruises on his knee.

At this time, she heard a burst of quarrels outside the door, and the owner of the voice was very familiar to her, one was Yue Xicheng and the other was Fan Yuexi.

Warm still lying on the hospital bed and listening.

The two people outside the door did not move a little because of the nurse's dissuasion, but Fan Yuexi saw Yue Xicheng's face, and all his grievances were vented.

"I like warmth, not because she is your wife, and it's not because I have any handle in your hands now, but she is injured now, what she needs is the company of family affection, since you have chosen Wen Xueying, then let go of warmth, isn't it good to let her live?

Yue Xicheng snorted coldly, very disdainful of his attitude.