If Jiang Yu wasn't Brother Afan, with everything he had done before, she would be more moved, more worried and more worried than she is now.

On the contrary, because he is Afan brother, she has a feeling that he takes it for granted that he protects her.

"Honestly, it's a lot of fun, right?" The yellow fat man lowered his voice and leaned over proudly.

Xin Xiaoyue took a step back, and the dead duck said stiffly: "This is a normal thing. Winning favors and hurting benefactors is always something to remember. ”

"There are many kinds of hangings, which one you know." The yellow fat man looked like "I found your J love".

Xin Xiaoyue took a deep breath, decided to ignore the fat man's jokes, and asked directly, "Is he asleep?" ”

"I didn't want to sleep when I woke up, and I waited for you to come back to see him." The fat yellow man shrugged.

Xin Xiaoyue lamented in her heart: If he didn't fall asleep, he must have known that he was coming, and it seemed that he had to go in today no matter what.

"Is all the snake venom clear?" Xin Xiaoyue asked.

"I'm definitely clear. However, snake venom, you also know, although it is cleared, but the whole body has been invaded, and it will take a while to recover your health. As for whether there are any sequelae, it is difficult to say. "The fat man is deliberately alarmist.

Xin Xiaoyue's heart hung for a moment, and then she glanced at the fat man Huang and said, "If you fool me, there will be no sequelae at all." He was the poison that the bullet had ingested. ”

When Huang Fatzi heard this, he was afraid that Xin Xiaoyue would analyze it again, and he would analyze that Jiang Yu was pretending, so he hurriedly said, "How is it impossible?" The enemy is intent on taking his life, and he must use a large dose. And, you don't know, this time it's a mixed toxin, and to tell you the truth, after you left, he rescued another round. This time, I looked away, and my career was almost ruined by these bastards. ”

Huang Fatzi said with righteous indignation, Xin Xiaoyue felt that he was reasonable, and unconsciously hung up again in her heart, and asked, "Is there really a sequelae?" ”

The fat man Huang lit a cigarette, took a puff, saw Xin Xiaoyue frowning, and pinched it off, and then replied slowly: "It's not clear." It stands to reason that there will be a little bit, and it is estimated that the specific place will have to be followed up and observed. ”

"Aren't you a top expert?"

"Cousin, I'm not a fairy." Huang Fat Man said.

"Is that serious?"

"There may be no after-effects. After all, Lao Jiu has a lot of injuries and all kinds of lives hanging by a thread. He is like Xiao Qiang, who can't be beaten, and his recovery ability is quite strong. Huang Fat Man said again, his eyes still slanting at Xin Xiaoyue.

When Xin Xiaoyue heard this, her brows frowned slightly, and she felt even more panicked in her heart. She remembered that Brother Afan's most fearful of pain was the most.

The fat man Huang looked at Xin Xiaoyue's expression, and while taking his mobile phone and throwing the word "play" to Xu Kang, he gave Xin Xiaoyue a serious medicine: "Go and see him, he is waiting for you to come back, it's pitiful." ”

Xin Xiaoyue felt guilty and painful when she said this, and she didn't know how to answer, so she had to nod.

"Even if you don't feel for him, go see him and let him sleep. I'll talk about anything else when he gets better. Huang Fatzi continued to play pitiful, he felt that his acting skills could win the best performance award in major film and television festivals.

Xin Xiaoyue had no choice but to nod politely and knock on the door.

As soon as she knocked, the door opened, and a Jiang disciple made a pleasant gesture of "please" to her, saying, "Jiu Shao is waiting for Miss Xin." ”

Xin Xiaoyue walked in with heavy steps.

"This way, please." The young man led the way.

Xin Xiaoyue followed him around a Suzhou embroidered screen embroidered with the autumn moon of Pinghu Lake, and passed through the living room lit with incense, and the young man turned straight to the right.

"Your nine young people are not in the custody room?" Xin Xiaoyue asked.

She remembered that it was also this house, but to go to the intensive care room was to turn left in this living room.

"Jiu Shao didn't like the smell of the care room, and he said he didn't want to meet Miss Xin in a place like the care room." The young man who led the way explained.

Xin Xiaoyue didn't know how to answer, so she had to follow in silence.

Turning around from the living room, he passed through an arc-shaped carved doorway, and bypassed a wooden relief screen, before arriving at Jiang Yu's door. When the disciples of the Jiang clan on duty saw her coming, they opened the door early and made a gesture of "please".

Xin Xiaoyue looked at the open door, her heart was pounding, she was even more flustered, and her steps were extremely heavy.

It was a short distance, and she felt as if she had walked for a century.

Finally, she entered the room anyway, and the door behind her closed silently.

Jiang Yu's bedroom is also an ensuite, and this outer room is a small reception room, followed by the study, and through the screen partition of the study, it is his bedroom.

Xin Xiaoyue stood at the door, looking at the oil painting on the wall of the reception room, and was immediately stunned. Others saw that it was just an oil painting, but she, who was familiar with the scene of the oil painting, could see at a glance that this painting was her home.

It was an oil painting of a village at dusk, a wooden house, with mottled walls, a village fence, and a little girl in red holding a tree trunk, turning her head and laughing. The sky is high and the clouds are light, the clouds are full of clouds, and the crescent moon is faint.

This painting depicts her home, and the little girl in red is undoubtedly her.

The name of the oil painting is "Warm Moon". She stepped forward to take a closer look at the inscription of the oil painting: the author is just a "fan", the date is seven years ago, and the location is Mingyueju in Shanghai.

I don't know why, Xin Xiaoyue burst into tears all of a sudden, and she felt very distressed when she thought of what happened to Brother Afan.

"Ahem, ahem—"

Suddenly, a coughing sound came from the room, interrupting Xin Xiaoyue's thoughts.

When she heard this cough, she was startled, and she didn't care much, so she hurriedly ran inside.

The Yun family has been dealing with snakes for several generations, and naturally knows that the fatal part of snake venom is complications, nerve paralysis, blood destruction, and failure of major organs. Sometimes, the snake venom is removed, and the person still can't hang up and die, all because the major organs of the human body are damaged by the snake venom.

When Xin Xiaoyue heard him cough, her heart suddenly clenched, and all the previous twists and pinching were forgotten.

She quickly turned the screen of the study, and saw Jiang Yu sitting at the head of the bed, Jiang Yu holding his chest and coughing.

"How are you?" Xin Xiaoyue ran over, sat on the edge of the bed, and stroked his back with her hand while observing his face.

If her face wasn't right, she would have to call for emergency services immediately.

Jiang Yu coughed and shook his head, indicating that it was okay.

Xin Xiaoyue saw that although his face had turned red due to coughing, it was by no means bruised, so she was half relieved.

She relieved Jiang Yu, and Jiang Yu coughed for a while before stopping.

When his breathing was smooth, Xin Xiaoyue asked, "Do you need to drink water?" ”

Jiang Yu shook his head, half leaning on the head of the bed, and breathing smoothly.

"You just woke up, who allowed you to come out of the ICU? There's oxygen over there, there's a ventilator or something. Xin Xiaoyue spoke, and her tone unconsciously carried a little blame.

Jiang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "I have always disliked the intensive care room, no matter how many injuries and illnesses there are, as soon as I wake up, I will come out, this, cough-"

At this point, he coughed again.

"Look at what you can, this coughs again." Xin Xiaoyue said as she stroked his back.

Jiang Yu's cough stopped after a short time this time, he waved his hand and said, "Don't get in the way, don't be nervous." ”

"I'll call Dr. Huang and ask him to take you to the intensive care unit and come out when you're completely well." Xin Xiaoyue said that she was about to call Huang Fatzi.

"I can't die, I don't toss." Jiang Yu replied with a chuckle.

Probably because she had just coughed, her voice was extremely hoarse, but with a touching charm, Xin Xiaoyue suddenly felt that this chuckling tone and this hoarse voice were like the tiny feathers of an autumn bird brushing over her heart.

She couldn't help but look at him.

This look made her even more flustered.

Just now, she was only worried about him and didn't pay attention. At this time, I saw him half-leaning on the head of the bed, and the gray pajamas were only buttoned up from the third button, so that the chest loomed, making Xin Xiaoyue's face red all of a sudden.

She glanced up at him, only to see him smiling at the corners of his lips, looking at her as if he were watching a good show.

Xin Xiaoyue hurriedly lowered her eyes, lowered her head and fiddled with her mobile phone, and said in a rough voice: "I can't die, and I can't leave sequelae, I have to, give, call Dr. Huang." ”

"What? Afraid of the sequelae left by your man? Affect your happy life? Jiang Yu's tone was full of banter.

Although Xin Xiaoyue has never had anything to do with men and women, she does not live in a vacuum, Jiang Yu's words are like saying meat jokes, which makes her face even hotter, anxious and annoyed, so she said to him fiercely: "I care about you, what nonsense are you talking about?" ”

"What nonsense did I say?" Jiang Yu asked.

"I'm afraid that you will leave sequelae, what are you mentioning-" Xin Xiaoyue couldn't say the word "man", let alone mention the "happy life" in the back, so she just sat aside angrily.

"I was originally your man." Jiang Yu said slowly, his tone solemn.

"Speak well, or I'll turn around and leave." Xin Xiaoyue was puffed up, standing up and leaving.

Jiang Yu didn't speak, just grabbed her and took her into his arms.

Thanks to Xin Xiaoyue's quick eyes and quick hands, she was able to fall into his arms by holding on to the side of the bed.

However, even if he didn't fall into his arms, he maintained a strange and ambiguous posture.

One of her hands was propped up on the side of the bed, and the other hand was dragged by Jiang Yu. And Jiang Yu sat at the head of the bed.

The two were very close, and Xin Xiaoyue could smell the faint lavender on his body as the faint fragrance of hundred fruits.

"Don't forget, in the jungle, you promised me." Jiang Yu said slowly.

Xin Xiaoyue lowered her head, and when she heard this, she chuckled in her heart.

"So, you have to remember clearly and unambiguously that your man is me and no one else. In the future, it can only be me in the dream. Jiang Yu said.

His tone was very slow, but when he said that later, he remembered that night, she raised her hands on him, shouting the names of other men, and the whole person became irritable, and pinched Xin Xiaoyue's chin as soon as he reached out.