As soon as Luo Qifeng opened the car door, the phone rang again.

"Young master, I just called from the hospital, saying that Rourou's wound seems to be infected, what should I do......" On the other end of the phone, Sister-in-law Li's voice was very anxious.

Luo Qifeng couldn't help frowning, "Wasn't it okay yesterday?" ”

Why is this so coincidental?

"I don't know the specific situation, young master, are you in the garage now, let the driver drive, let's go to the hospital to see Rourou together." Sister-in-law Li seemed to sense that Luo Qifeng was suspicious, she paused for a while and then whispered, "If the young master has something else......

"No, it's nothing, I'm in the garage, you come here." Luo Qifeng slammed the car door in a dejected manner, and the only person he wanted to see immediately now was Ai Yimer!

But...... What he owes Fang Yirou in the end.

The car drove out of the garage, and Aimer, who was cowering in the corner, stood up. Luo Qifeng looked so haggard, was he in such a hurry just to go to the hospital to see his rourou?

She bit her lip and walked into the villa, there was no servant in the hall at this time, she knew.

Aimer didn't know how he had stepped into the bedroom, the ashtray was full of cigarette butts, the huge bed was a mess, especially the pillow on the right.

The dark blue silk is a little wrinkled, as if it has been touched countless times.

That's the pillow I slept on! Don't......

Aimer's nose suddenly became sore, she opened the drawer and took out her papers, and wanted to turn away, but she couldn't help but look at the bedroom more.

What the hell is wrong with this man?

Ai Yimo touched the pillow on the left side, and she said in a low voice, "Why is it not a taste in my heart?" Thinking that I can hide far away in the future, and never see you again, I should laugh......"

……

The car stopped at the entrance of the hospital, and Luo Qifeng beat his heart hard, why...... Will your soul be like half of it is suddenly withdrawn?

"Young Master, what's wrong with you? Your face is very bad...... "Sister-in-law Li is a little weak-hearted, Luo Qifeng is not a fool, go in and ask the dean, isn't Rourou exposed?" This dean is very loyal to Luo Qifeng, and Rourou will never be able to buy it!

Oh no, she didn't think about it just now!

"I'm fine." Luo Qifeng walked directly to the dean's office, but was stopped by Sister-in-law Li, "Young master, aren't we going to see Rourou?" The ward is over there......"

"I'll go and ask the Dean about Rourou's wound." Luo Qifeng pushed away Sister-in-law Li's hand, he twisted his eyebrows, why was Sister-in-law Li's expression so panicked?

Could it be......

"Mr. Luo, the dean is treating Miss Fang's wounds......" The nurse walked out of the ward and said softly.

Luo Qifeng was stunned, as soon as he walked into the ward, he heard Fang Yirou's trembling cry: "The scar on the chest can't fade, right?" With such a long wound, I ......"

Fang Yirou's face was full of tears, and her forehead was also covered with cold sweat, she knew that Luo Qifeng had come over, so she weakly turned over and got out of bed, wiping away the tears on her face, "Pray for the wind...... What's wrong with your head? ”

"Yau Yau, why did you get out of bed? Luo Qifeng apologized, just now, for a moment, he suspected that Rourou was pretending!

"Mr. Luo, Miss Fang's wound is not healing very well, and ......" the dean was very worried, "but it has been dealt with now." ”

said that Miss Fang deliberately made the wound ooze blood, will Luo always believe this kind of words? The dean's head is big, this woman's acting skills are really good!

"The wound is infected?" He hugged Fang Yirou back to the bed, "Rourou, be good, don't cry, huh?" ”

"I don't have any infection, but I have to be hospitalized for a few more days." The dean replied in a low voice, forget it, it's none of my business, hang high.

It's just that......

As soon as she heard the dean say this, Fang Yirou became anxious, "No, pray for the wind, I want to go back, the wound is so ugly, no one will like me......"

How could she have stayed in the hospital for a few more days? What if that slut reconciles with Luo Qifeng!

"Rourou, don't mess around."

"Pray for the wind, do you dislike me...... I can't wear a beautiful bandeau dress anymore, I ......" Fang Yirou was excited, "No one will like me anymore, such an ugly wound ......"

Luo Qifeng was dumbfounded, and he said for a long time: "No, there will be people who like you." ”

"But, I just want you to like me......" she squeezed Luo Qifeng's hand, "No, it's not that you like it, it's that you love me." ”

Luo Qifeng fell into a deep silence, he wanted to tell Fang Yirou again that he didn't love her, but ......

I'm afraid she'll be even sadder if she says that at this moment, right?

So he digressed and whispered, "Okay, let's go back." ”

……

Aimer didn't know why she had stayed so long, she took off her angeloftear and put it on her desk, and was about to open the bedroom door when she heard ......

"Qifeng, don't you really think it's ugly for a woman to have a long scar on her chest?" Fang Yirou's voice was very soft and sweet.

Luo Qifeng is back? And...... Still with Fang Yirou!

Ai Yimer was immediately stunned, and he would definitely bump into them when he went out now. She panicked and hurriedly hid sideways in the terrace.

The door on the other side of the corridor opened, Ai Yimo didn't know what Luo Qifeng said to Fang Yirou, she only heard one sentence, not ugly, Rourou has always been beautiful......

Ai Yimo couldn't describe her feelings, and when the bedroom door was pushed open by Luo Qifeng, she covered her mouth tightly, for fear that he would find out about her presence

Luo Qifeng collapsed on the bed so exhausted, he was so tired that he didn't even look at the desk.

He, is he asleep?

After hesitating for a long time, Ai Yimo finally walked back to the bedroom from the terrace, and she looked at Luo Qifeng, who was frowning, and her heart was slammed.

Was he beaten?

"Silently, don't leave me......" He slept very unsteadily, and kept whispering intermittently: "He doesn't know how many times Luo Qixuan assassinated me, he will only beat me fiercely, calling me a brute......"

"Why do you say that? Do you think I'm going to feel sorry for you? She murmured, smoothing his frowning brow with her fingertips.

His head is so hot!

"Luo Qifeng, you deserve it!" Aimer scolded hoarsely, but tears kept falling.

……

"Silent ......" forehead was gently stroked, and it was cool and comfortable.

Subconsciously, Luo Qifeng held the soft little hand tightly, "Silently, I think I love you, don't leave my ......"

"Pray for the wind......" The stunned and soft voice didn't seem to be ......

Luo Qifeng finally opened his eyes, and a deep loss crossed his face, "Rourou, why are you?" ”

"Why can't it be me?" Fang Yirou was so jealous that she was about to go crazy, "You have a fever, I don't worry about not guarding you." ”

The evening glow sprinkled all over the ground, Luo Qifeng was stunned, suddenly let go of his hand, and asked Fang Yirou: "You have always been here?" ”

"That's right." Fang Yirou reached out and wanted to touch Luo Qifeng's forehead, but he avoided it suddenly.

Why...... Do you always feel like Ai Yimer has come back?

"Rourou, you go out." Luo Qifeng got up, his gaze drifting a little, until—

A touch of blue on the desk made his body stiffen.