At seven o'clock in the morning, Cheng Xiaoyu, Su Yuxi and Pei Yanchen left the old house in the port area, arrived at Haneda Airport with their suitcases, and they bought the first flight back to Shanghai.

As for the fate of the crow and the crown prince, they have no way to decide, even if the crow does not succeed in killing the crown prince, presumably he will pay a certain price.

This is completely different from assassinating Cheng Xiaoyu, the crow doesn't care about revealing intentions, the crow is still a staff member with a high status in the neon intelligence system, no matter how strong the fortress is, it is weak inside.

Since it is useless for them to stay in Tokyo, there is no difference between waiting for news in Tokyo and waiting for news in Shanghai, and besides, it is much more dangerous for them to stay in Tokyo once the crown prince hangs.

The three of them passed the security check safely and smoothly, and then boarded the plane, the journey of more than two hours was very short, but it arrived in the blink of an eye, along the way Cheng Xiaoyu stayed up sleepy to take care of Pei Yanchen, although at this time there was far from the pain of stitches, but every time he moved, it was not a feeling of ecstasy for Pei Yanchen.

After getting off the plane, Su Yuxi went home directly, and Cheng Xiaoyu directly sent Pei Yanchen to the hospital, and the doctor looked at the wound that Su Yuxi sewed for Pei Yanchen in amazement, saying that he couldn't imagine that this was a wound sewn up by a non-professional doctor.

Although Su Yuxi's stitches are quite good, she still can't avoid in-hospital infusion observation, because there are too many large and small scars on her body, and when Pei Yanchen was lying on the hospital bed for infusion, Cheng Xiaoyu pulled Pei Yanchen's attending doctor and said with some anxiety: "Doctor, I want to ask if the injury on my friend's left hand will not affect her playing the violin in the future, right?"

With a stethoscope around his neck, the middle-aged doctor with a little white hat hesitated and said: "It's hard to say, it depends on the recovery in the future, mainly depending on whether there is nerve and tendon damage, if the tendon and nerve damage are serious, it will definitely have an impact...."

Cheng Xiaoyu was so nervous at the moment that she completely forgot that she was Yang Mulan, grabbed the doctor's arm and said, "Please do your best, no matter how much money it is, I don't want her injury to affect the violin in the future!"

The middle-aged doctor looked at Cheng Xiaoyu's hand holding his arm and said, "You young people, you know that your body is so precious, and you still make yourself like this, why don't you know to be careful when you go out?"

Cheng Xiaoyu said: "Now that the matter has happened, it is useless to say that everything else, you told me that the hospital in the world treats knife wounds and repairs the scar the most, no matter what, I hope she gets the best treatment." ”

The middle-aged doctor said: "This lady, don't be too excited, generally speaking, even if she suffers a lot of injuries, as long as she practices diligently, she can recover, mainly because I don't know so much about her current injuries, as for the scar treatment, to be honest, the level is about the same, you go abroad and that's it, as for whether there will be a scar, it depends on the postoperative recovery.....

Cheng Xiaoyu asked for a long time, which meant that he didn't ask anything, and he didn't know if sending Pei Yanchen to the United States now would delay treatment, Cheng Xiaoyu was worried, but Pei Yanchen was nothing, for her, she had a clear conscience at the moment, as long as Duanmu Linsha woke up, she could let go completely.

Cheng Xiaoyu sat on the edge of the hospital bed and had fallen asleep peacefully, Pei Yanchen, reached out and stroked the sweat-soaked hair on her forehead, although her face was still sickly white, her expression was very quiet, like a baby who had no quarrel with the world.

Cheng Xiaoyu couldn't help but think of the kiss on the tram on Christmas Eve, he looked at Pei Yanchen's bloodless lips in a daze, in case she couldn't reach the peak state of playing the violin in the future, and even said that she couldn't play the piano anymore, what should he do?

For this matter, he has an unshirkable responsibility, thinking of this possibility Cheng Xiaoyu had a splitting headache, if he wasn't afraid of waking up Pei Yanchen, he couldn't wait to smash everything in front of him immediately to vent, although he knew that smashing things would not help, but at this moment he did have this impulse.

"I can't help but be responsible for my senior sister, I must take care of her for the rest of her life. Such a thought was irrepressibly germinated in Cheng Xiaoyu's heart, even if he was sorry for Xu Qinning, he had to do this, fortunately he had not done anything to Xu Qinning, he could give Xu Qinning all the property he currently owned, and he felt that Xu Qinning would definitely understand him.

Cheng Xiaoyu thought to herself: "But what about Shamo?"

"Do you want to ask if Yanchen can accept it.....?"

Cheng Xiaoyu slapped himself hard when he had this thought, and even he was startled when he was so loud.

Fortunately, Pei Yanchen was too tired, and his injuries were not light, and he had already fallen into a coma, and he was not woken up by Cheng Xiaoyu's slap that his face was a little swollen.

How easy it is to be left and right, it is enough to write those women as inflammatory, anyway, they are just vassals who satisfy their desires, and in reality, every woman has their own personality, like Pei Yanchen, she is willing to give her life for Cheng Xiaoyu without hesitation, but she will never allow herself to become Cheng Xiaoyu's vassal.

For Cheng Xiaoyu, no matter how he chooses, he is in a dilemma.

The answer is a pointer caught between pain and suffering, and biasing in any direction will make Cheng Xiaoyu feel a kind of suffocating sadness.

He stood up, the drippings in the glass bottle slowly fell down one by one in the plastic tube, Pei Yanchen's stable and peaceful face was really picturesque, as bright as the autumn moon, the brightest existence in the dark, her hair was scattered on the white pillow, like a black butterfly falling on a flower.

Cheng Xiaoyu lowered his head and gently touched Pei Yanchen's pale soft lips with his dry lips.

Then he walked out of the room, Duanmu Linsha was on the same floor, not far apart, he planned to go and see Duanmu Linsha again.

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When Cheng Xiaoyu took off his makeup and changed his clothes in the hotel and came home, it was already time for dinner, he looked a little haggard after not sleeping for a day and a night, but he couldn't sleep because of the heavy heart, he felt that at this time, he had to confess his heart to Su Yuxi, and seek a better solution for her.

As the so-called bystanders are clear, and the authorities are confused, Cheng Xiaoyu thinks that the rational Su Yuxi can give him some reasonable advice, how did he know that Su Yuxi has not stayed out of the matter for a long time.

Cheng Xiaoyu went to greet Zhou Peipei first, and then went to Su Yuxi's room, and when she knocked on the door, Su Yuxi was watching Neon Royal's "New Year's Ceremony Dinner" through the Internet......

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