Because of drinking, Yu Zhongxiao didn't drive by himself, so he stopped a taxi at the door of the restaurant and reported the address of the hospital.

In the car, he changed his SIM card and called Yao Lie: "Help me find the contact information of the director of the public security bureau here." ”

"What's wrong?" Yao Lie was taken aback.

"Private matters, write down the number for backup. He"

Yu Zhongxiao's left thumb and middle finger pressed his forehead, and he heard the keyboard being tapped quickly, and soon Yao Lie's voice came from the earpiece: "Found it, I'll send it to you." ”

As soon as I pressed the hang up button, the phone dinged, and the text message had come in, showing a landline number and a mobile phone number.

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Yu Zhongxiao went directly to the sixth floor, close to the position of ward 622, and there were many people standing, including doctors and nurses, onlookers, and two police officers.

Qin Shousheng was guarding the door nervously, and when he saw a tall and long-legged man walking not far away, he shouted for help: "Little uncle, you are finally here!" ”

He blocked the door and did not allow the police to enter for interrogation.

The older policeman stepped forward: "You are the family of the little girl inside?" ”

The corner of Yu Zhongxiao's eyes swept the number on his police uniform, and even the one with another policeman also looked at it, and the deep male voice when he answered was not a tentative or negotiating tone, but invisibly with a calm aura: "I am her uncle." ”

"The little girl hit someone with a hot water bottle filled with water, and now the two victims are still bandaging, and the victim's grandmother called the police and demanded criminal responsibility."

"If Huanhuan really wants to hurt people on purpose, then the hot water bottle is not as simple as smashing next to him." Qin Shousheng interjected indignantly.

The police glanced at Qin Shousheng, who was blocking the door, and continued: "After the accident, she locked herself inside and didn't let anyone in. ”

Yu Zhongxiao's expression was quite grim, nodded to the police, and walked to the door, Qin Shousheng had already retreated to the side.

Qin Shousheng looked at the elder without saying anything, and when Yu Zhongxiao's slender fingers held the doorknob, he suddenly said: "Little uncle! ”

Yu Zhongxiao turned his head, and his deep eyes fell on his face.

"There's something I want to sue you." Qin Shousheng's expression was entangled, and he walked to Yu Zhongxiao's side hesitantly, and said in a very low voice: "Actually, Huanhuan she has-"

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Ward restrooms.

Ye Hehuan hugged his shoulders tightly, sat with his legs curled up between the corner of the toilet and the wall, and the soles of his feet were still bleeding when he stepped on the inner tank of the hot water bottle.

But she didn't feel the slightest pain.

As if the eyes that were staring at her at the door flashed in front of her, Ye He closed her eyes happily, her fingers were inserted/pulled between the hair, her scalp ached, she wanted to hide herself, like in Vancouver before, hiding in the closet, those self-righteous doctors couldn't find her.

She wants to stay away from all the people she hates, if only she could stay in her own world......

Ye Hehuan lowered her head, and what caught her sight was the blood-stained white feet, and fear swept through her body in an instant.

Morsen clearly said that she was already fine, why did she still feel so angry just now, why did she not control her feelings?

Ye Hehuan's face showed a confused look, she covered her cheeks with her hands, just now Zhang Ningning looked at her in horror and said that she was 'neurotic'; Ye Zanwen also said that she had psychological problems, so she had to ask a doctor to treat her; Ye Jingyu always said that she inherited her mother's brain damage......

Suddenly the girl cried helplessly in the bathroom.

Yu Zhongxiao looked around the ward, suddenly heard a cry, and walked briskly to the bathroom with long legs.

Pushing open the hidden door, although he was used to seeing strong winds and waves, some of the pictures still shocked him, in the dark corner, Ye Hehuan curled up, with many bloody scratches on her hands and feet, she was like an abandoned lonely body, as if she was resisting the whole world.

Yu Zhongxiao's ears echoed what Qin Shousheng said-"Huanhuan has suffered from split personality and can't be stimulated. ”

……

Ye Hehuan's brain consciousness was sometimes awake and sometimes chaotic, she didn't know what she was thinking and what she should be thinking.

Suddenly, footsteps approached, and in the next moment, she had an extra coat with body temperature.

"He Huan......" Yu Zhongxiao called her name in a low voice.

Ye Hehuan raised his head, the curtains were drawn in the bathroom, the light was not strong, but in this light, his silhouette became clearer and clearer, and a few rays of sunlight fell on Yu Zhongxiao's dark coffee-colored shirt, reflecting a faint halo, making his whole person look warm.

Her eyes were scarlet, like a wounded little beast, and she stared warily at those who approached.

Yu Zhongxiao half-squatted/leaned, about two steps away from her, and the voice that called her name was very low and mellow, as if an accent would frighten her, and his right hand wrapped in gauze stretched out to her, a very friendly and slow movement.

Ye Hehuan lowered his eyes, looking down at the big hand stretched out under his eyes, a little darker than wheat, the fingers were slender, there was no flesh, the bones and joints were protruding, his hand seemed to contain endless strength, she slowly raised her hand and held his warm two fingers.

Immediately after, a tall shadow fell over her head.

The man's strong arms went around the crook of her legs,