By the time Su Qingchi returned to Yeying Ning's ward with a stack of papers, the sky was already slightly bright.

What a thrilling night, she looked at the night baby Ning who was lying quietly on the bed, her face as white as paper, and sighed secretly.

Zhou Yang's left leg was fractured, and several pieces of bone fragments were inserted into the muscles after bursting, and they had to be surgically taken out so as not to affect the healing of the bones.

Although Ye Yingning's injury is very mild, it must also be hospitalized for observation for one night, plus infusion must be given to reduce inflammation for skin trauma and avoid tetanus.

It's just that when he thought of whether to tell Luan Chi about this, Su Qingchi was a little hesitant.

After all, at the time of the incident, Night Baby Ning was with Zhou Yang.

In order to prevent Luan Chi from being jealous and too impulsive, causing a series of unpredictable consequences, she decided to wait and see for the time being, and first kept it a secret for Ye Ying Ning.

After the infusion of the two bottles of medicine, Ye Ying Ning opened her eyes in a daze, and saw Su Qingchi sitting on the chair next to the bed, stunned for two seconds, and completely woke up.

"You can rest assured, Zhou Yang's operation was successful, and the fragments were not wedged into the joint, but were all taken out. The nurse took it out and showed me seven or eight pieces of broken bones in the tray. ”

Su Qingchi knew what she wanted to ask, and hurriedly told the good news to Yeying Ning.

She thought about it, gave Su Qingchi the key to the house, asked her to go back first, and brought two sets of clothes for the two people, it seems that Zhou Yang will not be able to be discharged from the hospital in a short time.

"Don't you tell your parents and his parents?"

Having heard of Zhou Yang's illustrious family background earlier, Su Qingchi frowned, feeling that this news would not last long. After all, one of the two of them is the daughter of the Ye family, the other is the proud son of the army, and they are the most likely heirs of the Xie family in the future, and their every move is particularly noticeable.

"These things, let's ask Zhou Yang later. Qingchi, thank you, thank you, you go back to sleep first, and the things are not in a hurry to be delivered. ”

Yeying Ning thanked her again and again, and insisted on letting Su Qingchi go home, but she couldn't screw it, so she had to tell her a few times before leaving the hospital first.

Pulling out the needle in her hand, Ye Ying Ning walked out of the ward and asked the nurse on duty at the nurses' station in the corridor where Zhou Yang was.

suffered a car accident, sent emergency aid late at night, and a young couple, naturally attracted attention, the nurse pointed to the room, it turned out that he was next door to her.

There are no common terrible scenes in film and television dramas, Zhou Yang doesn't even wear an oxygen mask on his face, and he lives in an ordinary ward instead of an intensive care unit, which makes Ye Ying Ning feel more relieved and sure that his life is not in danger.

The injured left leg was suspended in mid-air and in a thick cast, making it appear to be more than twice as thick as the other.

There were three bottles of medicine of different sizes hanging above his head, and the potions in them were continuously injected into Zhou Yang's body.

The anesthesia had not yet passed, and because of the effect of the drug, he seemed to be sleeping deeply, but he was unstable, because the two thick eyebrows were deeply locked together even in his sleep, forming a deep ravine.

Ye Ying Ning stood beside the bed, waited for a long time, and finally reached out and gently stroked his eyebrows.

It doesn't matter if she's cheap, or she deserves it, at this moment, she doesn't actually hate him in her heart.

Although, not long ago, he almost killed her, and he had a killing intent towards her and was ruthless.

Zhou Yang's eyebrows were very cold, the temperature of a dead man to the touch, and his breathing was also very shallow, so that she could hardly feel it.

"Zhou Yang, Zhou Yang ......"

He couldn't die, she still had too many questions unanswered, and she would never allow him to die before everything became clear, absolutely not!

Night Infant Ning softly called Zhou Yang's name, this trick seemed to be very effective, before, in the car, he gradually woke up like this.

Sure enough, with her soft shout, Zhou Yang's eyelids kept fluttering, and finally, he lifted his eyelids with difficulty.

The anesthesia made his pupils a little dilated, and although he opened his eyes, he didn't actually see Ye Ying Ning, and her voice was intermittent, as if it was coming from a long distance.

Zhou Yang closed his eyes, and after a while, when he opened his eyes again, he could be regarded as truly regaining consciousness.

His leg hurt so much that he couldn't move, so he tried to move it, and immediately a piercing pain surged through his body.

"I ...... What's wrong with me? ”

Zhou Yangtiantian's dry lips, his voice was hoarse and ugly, he didn't remember much about what happened after the crash, everything was like a dream.

In the ward, there is only the "buzzing" sound of the central air conditioner when it is running, which is very monotonous, and after listening to it for a long time, it feels like a noisy worm living in the ear, which is annoying.

"The lower leg was fractured, the broken bone was stuck in it, and it was taken out by surgery, don't worry, it's fine."

Ye Ying Ning tried her best to tell him the situation succinctly, seeing that his lips were already peeling, and he didn't know if he could drink water now, so he had to dip a cotton swab in warm water and gently tap his lips a few times to relieve him.

Anyway, at the moment of life and death, he still changed his mind and left the last, the only, and the possibility of life to himself.

Night Infant Ning is not a virgin, she can't be indifferent to tonight's events, but compared to arguing with Zhou Yang now, she is more inclined to ask what the truth behind these two murders is.

"Are you feeling better?"

Throwing away the used cotton swab in his hand, Ye Ying Ning sat on the edge of the bed and asked Zhou Yang softly.

He didn't speak, just looked at her without blinking, and after a long time, he nodded very slowly.

"Now, can you tell me why I'm doing this?"

Night Baby Ning endured the nausea and discomfort caused by dizziness, leaned over slightly, and stared directly at Zhou Yang with both eyes.

Even if it's death, please let me die to understand.

Since I don't know how I came here, then at least, I have to know how I didn't have it.

This usually sounds a little funny, but now, Ye Ying Ning can't laugh at all.

The man in front of her is her husband, her pillow person, and he should be her closest person in the world except for her parents and children.

But he wanted her to die, more than once.

"Don't do anything, you can go to the police and say that I attempted murder against you, and I am willing to plead guilty."

Zhou Yang exhaled slowly, spoke hoarsely, and after finishing speaking, he twisted his face to the other side and didn't look at Ye Ying Ning again.

His reaction was not at all what she expected!

How so?!

Just now, he wanted to kill her with his own hands and end her life. But at this moment, the situation has completely taken a turn for the worse, and he actually wants to confess his guilt!

That is, he would rather go to prison than tell the truth to himself!

"Zhou Yang, you know that I won't do that."

Night Infant Ning stood up suddenly, her hands clenched into fists, she trembled all over, and said through gritted teeth.

"Whatever you want."

He remained unmoved, resigned to it, and refused to cooperate with her in the slightest.

The short conversation finally broke up, and Ye Ying Ning walked out of Zhou Yang's ward, returned to his ward, and lay down in his clothes. She didn't even dare to close her eyes, because as soon as she closed her eyelids slightly, her mind was full of those horrific images—cars moving fast, the scenery outside the window that kept retreating, nightmares, lingering.

It's hard to describe the feeling of passing by death again, and Night Baby Ning is extremely sure that just a few months ago, her suicide by cutting her wrists was just a scene, the only difference is who directed the scene.

It's just that she still doesn't know whether she is forced to participate in that big drama performed with her life, or whether she is willing.