The morning light sprinkled over the earth in silence, and everything was full of life.

The mischievous sunlight was beating on her eyelids, Fang Miao raised her hand uncomfortably, and as soon as she lifted it halfway, she was woken up by the pain of her heart.

"What's the situation?" she whispered, squinting her eyes and getting up.

The hand barely touched the pain behind her back, and the slightest touch almost made her gasp.

Fang Miao suddenly felt completely sleepy, she looked around, she was sure that it was in her own house, and after a few seconds, her gaze froze.

The room was quiet, the warm sunlight gave the whole room a warm atmosphere, Yan Zheng sat quietly at the end of the bed, closed her eyes, her long and thick eyelashes left a shadow under her eyes, and the side face that looked a little illusory made her want to reach out and touch it.

As soon as this thought appeared in Fang Miao's mind, he moved, and after a while, he woke up unsurprisingly.

His eyes met, his quiet eyes filled with inquiry, falling on her small face, and she remained motionless, forgetting to react, vague memories of the sound of him holding her for comfort, and the words of warning from Yin Lai in the dream.

It seems that many things are not as simple as she imagined.

"You have a back injury, I will accompany you to the hospital today to deal with it. He said evasively.

However, Fang Miao's focus was not on going to the hospital, "Injury?" she touched her back lightly, her brows furrowed slightly.

Yan Zheng knew that he couldn't hide it, so he simply explained what happened to the consultation center yesterday.

Fang Miao didn't know how to feel, and said a little stubbornly and angrily: "No, it's not too painful." Anyway, as if to prove it, she jumped out of bed and took a few steps as usual.

Seeing this, Yan Zheng was speechless.

Yin Lai's incident was not mentioned again, Yan Zheng made breakfast for two, and after eating, they set off to work together, and parted halfway.

When they arrived at the law firm, Fang Miao and Meng Chaoge came over at the same time as if they were discussing, and after confirming their eyes, Meng Chaoge dragged people to the office non-stop.

"Miao Miao, is it really you?" As soon as she closed the door, Meng Chaoge looked her back and forth, saw Fang Miao nodded, and said again: "Thank God, you're finally back!" She folded her hands and faced the window, with a funny devotion on her face.

"Speaking of which, it has been a month since the treatment was confirmed, and Dr. Yan has made no progress. ”

Hearing this, Fang Miao's heart sank, and she couldn't help but think of what Yan Zheng said, "She blocked that stool for me."

If so, would he have different thoughts about Yin Lai? or even ...... She didn't dare to continue thinking about him, as Yin Lai said in her dream, she regarded him as the starlight in her life.

She is not afraid of the darkness, but she is afraid that after seeing the light, she will fall into a world where there is no light again.

"Miao Miao?"

"Huh?" Fang Miao was stunned, reacted in a trance, and his eyes scattered.

"What's wrong with you, I see you have something on your mind?"

"Nothing. She pinched her eyebrows, sat down on the chair, and quickly asked, "Did Suning come yesterday?"

As soon as this was mentioned, Meng Chaoge was like a frosted eggplant: "No, you said that she hit someone and was hit, but where can she be hurt in this situation? ”

Meng Chaoge was right, Fang Miaoqu tapped his fingers on the table a few times, suddenly stopped, and asked firmly: "Where did you find out where Zhou Yu's ward was before?"

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In less than half an hour, Fang Miao appeared in front of the city hospital with a large bouquet of flowers, according to Meng Chaoge, after she entered, she successfully found the ward.

Zhou Yu's ward is bright and spacious, and the ventilation conditions are also very good, which is very suitable for plant patients to recuperate.

Fang Miao knocked on the door and got a response before entering.

In the ward, Suning took out a towel from the basin, twisted it slightly, and skillfully wiped the face of the person on the hospital bed.

Fang Miao put the bouquet in front of the bed, quietly waiting for her to finish these daily tasks.

Silence is the usual atmosphere in the hospital, but in this ward, it is so quiet that it is depressing.

"Lawyer Fang, there is no turning back. She put the towel back in the basin and stroked Zhou Yu's cheek with her fingers.

Her words were not light or serious, and Fang Miao's heart stirred a lot of waves, and she could vaguely guess what she would say next.

Really......

"I don't think it's a relief to file a case as a defendant after the fingerprint results come out. When she said this, she smiled, and her fingertips came to the corners of Zhou Yu's eyes to the corners of his eyes, and I don't know whether this smile is for what she thinks, or whether the years are quiet at the moment.

Fang Miao's facial features were calm, but in fact, she was full of emotions.

She once heard a doctor say that if a person doesn't want to live, then even if Hua Tuo is reincarnated, he can't be saved.

What about Suning? Single-mindedly seeking liberation, even if she has an incorruptible tongue, what can she do if she does her best in the court?

Fang Miao was speechless for a moment: "Is Zhou Yu so important to you?"

"Does it matter?" she repeated softly, with a rare calm sadness: "The doctor said that he may be in a vegetative state for the rest of his life, and I thought about taking him home and staying by his side to take care of him." ”

Suning was only 22 years old at that time.

"But I've heard that patients in a persistent vegetative state can survive for decades with adequate medical support and clinical care, including intubation to ensure nutritional supply. Suning closed his eyes, controlled his emotions, and when he spoke again, even his facial expression was stiff: "Liu Zhecheng is a rich second generation, but he likes to work hard alone before he went to the hotel to be a manager, at that time he knew my thoughts, and on the condition of long-term medical expenses, we dating." ”

No wonder, Suning, who is an ordinary family, can survive these 5 years;

No wonder, when she has a boyfriend, when she mentions Zhou Yu, she will smile like most girls with a budding heart.

The barrister, who has always been able to speak well, was speechless at this time, Fang Miao thought for a while: "I am a lawyer, the first principle is to follow the client's ideas, since you have your own decision, then I will accompany you through this scene." After speaking, she got up and smiled sincerely, swept Zhou Yu's clean face again, and didn't say anything to quit.

As Yan Zheng said, those people or things that can't be forced should be a relief for themselves.

Before leaving the hospital, Fang Miao made a miracle stop at the registration desk, hesitated for a long time, and stood in the back to line up under the drive of intuition.

"Miss, what department do you want?"

"Psychiatry. ”

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In the Chinese medicine building, the fragrance of Chinese medicine wafts out, and where there is a decoction at the bottom, the white heat slowly floats up and dissipates in mid-air.

Yan Zheng sat on the chair next to him, the tip of his nose was soaked in the fragrance of medicine, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes and felt it carefully, from the time he came in to the present, he was indifferent and arrogant.

"Why didn't you come beforehand?" I don't know when, Jiang Xingzhou stood in front of him sweating profusely, his voice hoarse.

Yan Zheng glanced at him unhurriedly after a few seconds, and his eyes motioned for him to sit on the chair next to him.

Jiang Xingzhou was also tired, and as soon as he sat down, he began to complain: "The exterminated old man definitely doesn't like me, I don't allow me to turn on the air conditioner in the hot day, and the patients are one after another, and I am almost cooked...... What's wrong with you, kid?"

He said a lot without saying anything, and when he saw Yan Zheng's stunned appearance, he realized that something was wrong.

Yan Zheng didn't speak, his eyebrows narrowed, and he looked at the heat rising on the opposite side in silence.

Doctor Yan, who has always been gentle and elegant to everyone, rarely does this, and even Jiang Xingzhou is suspicious: "It won't be for your patient, right?"

When the words fell, he saw the corners of Yan Zheng's eyes jump imperceptibly.

Obviously, he got it right.

"I've never seen you care so much about a female patient, and you can't ...... this time Do you want to control it?"

"Already, I can't hold it anymore!" his deep voice was slow but firm.

Jiang Xingzhou was speechless, and looked at Yan Zheng with an unbelievable eye: "Are you here for real?"

This time he didn't answer, but he answered in the most affirmative.

"Okay, then since that's the case......" Jiang Xingzhou calmed his throat, indicating that he was about to blurt out something bad, and then in the next second, it was shocking: "Then let it go, if you like it, you have to say it, what is the matter with you in your heart?" He not only said verbally, but also jumped off the chair to make movements, and the movement was too loud, causing many people around him to look at the mentally retarded.

"Ahem!" Jiang Xingzhou pretended to sit down calmly, peeked at Yan Zheng, stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, in the same tone that an old revolutionary comrade taught new party members: "The revolution has not yet begun, you have a long way to go!" he pointed out euphemistically.

Yan Zheng turned his head to look at him, and after a while, he gently put one hand on his left shoulder and gently removed someone's claws, "Once we are together, there may be a problem with my judgment, which is not good for her condition." ”

"I don't understand you people, haven't you heard a saying? Love is the antidote to the heart. Jiang Xingzhou irritably took out a cigarette from his pocket, and was about to light it, realizing that this was a clinic, and stuffed it back.

Yan Zheng was silent for a long time, he didn't know what to say, when Yin Lai rushed to his eyes without thinking, and blocked that heavy blow for him without hesitation, the shock also shocked his heart.

He softened, but at the same time, he couldn't hurt the trust Fang Miao gave him.

It was only at this moment that he realized from the bottom of his heart why psychologists should be required to keep a reasonable distance from patients.

It was only at this moment that he realized that love is not only a magnet for opposites to attract, but also a water that is difficult to collect......

The night is silent, and the hustle and bustle of the world is far away.

I don't know what I'm running away from, Yan Zheng came back late tonight, and happened to be eating out at Fang Miao, and he didn't come back too early.

Just as the hour hand was about to point to 9 o'clock, the door lock turned in a circle, and a man in a suit entered.

happened to be Fang Miao talking on the balcony, and the curtains were blown up and down, bulging in the middle, blocking half of her figure.

When the phone call was over, Fang Miao turned around and saw that Yan Zheng had already taken off his coat, his slender fingers moved to the neckline, and he untied his tie skillfully.

Ming is the simplest action, but there is an invisible temptation in his hands.

Yan Zheng lowered his eyelashes, his eyebrows looked even more handsome under the crystal light, as for the gaze that stayed on him, he just didn't see it.

Quietly, the untie movement slowed down a lot, and the thin lips pursed slightly, quite patiently waiting for her to come back to her senses.

Fang Miao's face turned even redder when she reacted, and she quickly glanced at Yan Zheng and found that he didn't look at herself, which made her feel a little relieved.

"Have you eaten so late when you came back?"

The tie was untied and put on the coat in the crook of his arm, and he looked at her and said, "I've eaten, what about you, stay alone in the living room, and don't watch TV." ”

"I'm waiting for you, do you have time? ”

Yan Zheng guessed one or two: "Well, you say, I'll listen." ”

Fang Miao's slender eyebrows were entangled, staring at Yan Zheng's eyes burningly, and after experiencing a fierce psychological struggle, he spoke: "Can you hypnotize me?"

This request came suddenly, but it was not excessive.

Yan Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and his voice was gloomy: "Why did you suddenly think of this?"

"It's nothing. Fang Miao sat on the sofa and asked, "Do you think I forgot something, in this case, isn't hypnosis the best way?"

Yan Zheng's thoughts were messy, and there was a certain premonition suppressed in his heart, and he couldn't ask.

After a short silence, his tone was calm, but with a little more determination: "I can't agree to this request." ”

He refused, not asking her how he found out, let alone explaining to her his concealment.

When the words of refusal blurted out, Yan Zheng could no longer clearly see the disappointment that flashed on her face.

That disappointment is not only the hopelessness of the memory that cannot be awakened, but also the disappointment in him.