Yan Yiling gave the key to Mu Yan and went upstairs without a sound, yes, he had the key, but he couldn't open the door, and the people inside the door were afraid that they didn't want to see him.

After Mu Yan opened the door, he saw Zhang Yanran sitting on the ground, unable to control his hands cleaning up the vomit, uncontrollable vomiting, excessive force made his clothes look bad, his face was extremely pale and helpless, and he burst into tears due to excessive nausea, embarrassed.

Mu Yan picked up Zhang Yanran without saying a word, pulled it to the wound, gasped, and gave Zhang Yanran a sense of security in the past with his powerful arms, Mu Yan didn't have time to think about it and left quickly, Chen Yu and Qing were already waiting outside the door, looking at Zhang Yanran who Mu Yan had picked up, and quickly went up to help.

The house was quiet, there was no sound of vomiting, no sound of coughing, no smell of her.

Yan Yiling was lonely and walked downstairs slowly, the empty house was like a hollowed heart, he walked into the dining room and stared at the food on the table that had long lost its original taste, pulled out a chair and sat down, picked up the chopsticks and put them into his mouth one by one, ate all the meals alone, took the red wine and walked into the rocking chair prepared for her and sat down, the red wine was like water poured into the throat and could not taste the mellow aroma of the wine, the only feeling was that the stomach hurt like fire, and his eyes lost focus and whispered to the night sky: "Why?

"Yan Yiling, what are you doing?" Lin Chengxuan dialed Yan Yiling's phone for a long time and didn't see anyone answer, so he took the spare key given by Yuan Feng and entered the villa, a smell of vomiting mixed with the smell of wine, the living room was as chaotic as the scene of the crime, the owner was lying in a rocking chair on the balcony, and his huge and slender figure looked very crowded and uncomfortable.

Yan Yiling's deep and confused eyes gradually found focus, and he chuckled, "You're back?"

Lin Chengxuan remembered with deep impression that a decadence was when they met, and Yan Yiling, who was tense in his nerves, finally collapsed at that time, but maintained his basic elegance, but now, like a waste man lying in a garbage heap, where is there any bit of vigor reported on TV?

"Yuan Feng, call a few people to come here and get rid of the hygiene" Lin Chengxuan's tone couldn't help but be disgusted, and Yuan Feng's inexplicable tone came from the voice of the mobile phone: "What kind of sanitation are you doing in the middle of the night?"

"Don't talk about it, just bring someone over, the crime is at the scene, and by the way, bring the family doctor over" Lin Chengxuan said lightly.

Yuan Feng, who was in a daze, lost his sleepiness in an instant, and sat up instantly: "What's the matter?"

"Just come here" After Lin Chengxuan hung up the phone, he sat next to him and accompanied him, and there was infinite silence until Yuan Feng brought someone over and broke their silence.

"Clean up all of this place. Yuan Feng, who had just entered the door, covered his nose and said to the health aunt, and several people quickly went over to clean up, and the family doctor followed behind Yuan Feng.

Yuan Feng helplessly looked at Yan Yiling lying on the rocking chair aggrievedly, gave Lin Chengxuan a look, and finally was carried back to the room by them with great difficulty, simply cleaned up, and let the doctor come in for examination.

"Immediately sent to the hospital, the facilities here are incomplete, it may be acute stomach bleeding," the family doctor said quickly after he came out.

Lin Chengxuan realized that the situation was serious and did not hesitate to carry Yan Yiling to the door, Yuan Feng, who heard this, quickly drove the car over, and several people hurried to the hospital and sent them to the emergency room, Lin Chengxuan and Yuan Feng sat on the chair outside the door, Yuan Feng couldn't help but ask: "Isn't he in pain?"

Lin Chengxuan clasped his hands, thinking back to who else could make Yan Yiling like this? I couldn't help but feel a little annoyed in my heart, but I also understood the reason for all this, but what happened tonight? He frowned at Yuan Feng and said, "What else can I investigate tonight?"

Yuan Feng knows a little about Yan Yiling, but he doesn't know the stakes, as a special assistant, he can't ask, as a friend, he doesn't want to ask, looking at Yan Yiling is very painful, usually a person with such strong self-control, there must be a problem if he can be forced like this tonight: "Okay!"

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"There was nothing wrong with the gastrointestinal check-up, I thought... It should be a psychological problem. After doing a detailed examination, Qing looked at the two anxious men and said hesitantly.

Mu Yan looked at Zhang Yanran, who was lying on the bed with a pale face, frowned slightly, speculated in his heart, and held back his anger: "This situation only happened once, so is she crazy?"

Zhang Yanran faintly heard the sound of talking in her ears, and her consciousness gradually woke up, just when she heard Mu Yan's words, she said in a hoarse voice: "I'm crazy, I want to be crazy." ”

Tears uncontrollably went down his face and sank into the pillow, leaving aside his melon seed face to the other side: "Get out!"

"Xiao Ran" Chen Yu walked over to comfort her, but was interrupted by Mu Yan angrily, accusing: "Leave her alone, let her reflect on herself, let her see how disappointed her deceased mother is with her current appearance, how disappointed her father is with her in the hospital, and how much I... Distressed. ”

The moment Mu Yan slammed the door behind her behind her after driving them out, she knew that Mu Yan was disappointed in her.

Zhang Yanran's choked voice was muffled in the quilt and there was a faint sobbing sound, she felt like a nervous disorder, remembering that she once learned to cook despite her parents' ridicule in order to say that she was not touching the spring water, and when she learned the true tradition, her mother was also gone, and now it is a long time ago.

I remember that on the day of Yang Qingqin's burial, everyone lost their appetite, Zhang Yanran made the meal that Zhang Runhui and Mu Yan liked, tasted the first bite, the familiar taste, all the memories of the past slipped through her head, and the throat kept gushing with sour water and vomiting, yes, she has a mental illness, Zhang Yanran is like a waste person, if it wasn't for Mu Yan, then is she still alive now?

On the first day, the warm sunlight shone into the room, expelling a trace of coolness, Zhang Yanran covered her eyes that were a little puffy, got up and took some ice cubes to quickly reduce the swelling, and put on delicate makeup to cover her slightly pale face.

Zhang Yanran met Chen Yu and Qing who were still eating breakfast in the restaurant, but she didn't see Mu Yan, even if she was injured, she would watch the news on the sofa every day, Zhang Yanran looked at Chen Yu and asked, "What about Mu Yan?"

"Miss. Mu Yanxin invited two reliable servants back, Xiaohua put breakfast in front of Zhang Yanran, and then sensibly withdrew from the restaurant.

"He tore his wound to bring you back, and now he's resting upstairs. Chen Yu has always been gentle to her, and rarely responded expressionlessly.

Qing Yi has always said little, and didn't say anything, Chen Yu left the table first, Zhang Yanran didn't know the taste of the porridge in the bowl, ate a few bites briefly, put down the chopsticks and walked upstairs slowly, entered Mu Yan's room, and found that Mu Yan, who had always gotten up early, was still sleeping, Zhang Yanran slightly checked the wounds on his body to see if there was any fever, in fact, Zhang Yanran knew that there was Qing, Mu Yan was basically no problem, but she still came up, stared at Mu Yan who was sleeping, and whispered: "I'm sorry to worry you, I won't be like this in the future." ”

When Zhang Yanran left Mu Yan's room, Mu Yan behind him slowly opened his eyes, the back of closing the door was a little lonely, Mu Yan was endlessly melancholy, and couldn't help but think that if he could, he hoped to protect her like his parents, carefree, knowing the guilt in her heart, but he also had to force her to become strong, at least to protect herself?