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She didn't say anything more, and the paper airplane flew to her feet.
A piece of white paper, crumpled.
Lin An wanted to pick it up, but was grabbed in front by a pair of slender and white hands.
Lu Qiyan glanced at her
Lin An and Qiao Qinian made contact with each other with subtle eyes, tacitly.
As a doctor who saves lives and helps the wounded, when taking care of Ye He, she often feels very guilty, but she can't do anything about it.
And that girl was stupid enough to borrow a mobile phone from someone here.
The nurses wearing masks came and went, in and out, their expressions were very indifferent, they obeyed Mr. Lu's orders, and they were indifferent to such a scene.
Ye He didn't know this, she didn't borrow a mobile phone, so she wrote a letter, the address and recipient were clearly filled in on the letter, every word was clear, she trembled and handed it to the nurse, and repeatedly begged her to help send it out. She was afraid that others would not understand, and even repeated it several times, which place, which street, and how to go.
Ye He was afraid that Xiaoning would not receive it.
Being too naΓ―ve is actually a cruel thing.
The nurse handed the letter to Lu Qiyan and smiled as if she was invited, "Sir, she seems to want to run." β
Lu Qiyan didn't have any expression, he opened the letter, glanced at it very casually, and then tore it up.
Ye He has never waited for Jiejia, in fact, she will never wait.
Nor will anyone know what really happened to her.
At night, Lu Qiyan pressed Ye He to the head of the bed, he took a puff of cigarette, shook the ash again, and then ran the swirling cigarette butt over the girl's delicate skin.
"Does it hurt?"
He asked her in the dark, his voice ghostly and hoarse.
Ye He bit his lip in pain until he bit out the blood.
Lu Qiyan didn't like that no one answered his question.
So he threw Ye He directly to the ground, the floor was cold and hard, and she felt as if her bones had been broken.
She felt so scared, supported her trembling body, and tried to crawl to the corner, but Lu Qiyan grabbed her ankle, and he dragged it back hard, and Ye He screamed heartbreakingly.
And he seemed to think that such a scream was very good, and over again, in various ways, made her scream again.
The door opened, and the nurse in the mask entered, and she paused at the sight of the scene in front of her.
Ye Heru grabbed the life-saving straw and crawled over to her, "Help me, you save me, please." β
The eyes seemed to be embedded in them, and the nurse just looked at her mechanically and indifferently, and then asked Lu Qiyan very respectfully, "Sir, do you need me to do something?" β
"Get out." Lu Qiyan seemed to be very impatient with her rash intrusion, but in the next second, he spit out another sentence, "Feed her some medicine." β
He wants to play in a different way now, without the leisure and Ye He's effort.
In an instant, Ye He's heart was cold, and she realized that here, no one would help her, and they were all controlled by Lu Qiyan.
The entire hospital was a cage for her.
The nurse was not like a nurse, but like a well-trained female agent, she easily held down the struggling Ye He, then pried her lip open, stuffed her with two capsules, and after five minutes, everything was calm.
After the nurse's task was completed, she withdrew from the ward, and Lu Qiyan seemed to be surprised by such a move, and she was so numb that she had no waves.
The girl's will was no longer awake, but she still kept crying, and she could still vaguely see the shadow of darkness, gradually approaching her.
Lu Qiyan picked up Ye He and was happy.
At dawn, the ward was a mess.
Ye He curled up in the small corner, his eyes were red from crying, his body was bruised and purple, and the corners of his mouth were still bleeding, so miserable that he was almost skinless.
Qiao Qinian told Lin An that he should pay more attention this morning, because Lu Qiyan entered the ward yesterday. She felt ready. But she still didn't expect that the situation was much worse than she expected.
Lin An sighed, a sense of powerlessness flooded through his chest, "Let me seeβ"
The girl suddenly grabbed her hand, her eyes churned with hazy tears, and she squeezed out a few words, "I want to go home." β
Lin An pursed his lips and was silent for a long time.
"Where Lu Qiyan is in the future, you will be there."
She told her.
No amount of sympathy is useless, it is better to be indifferent, at least it is not harmful to Lin An himself.
In the living room of the nursing home, the sunlight shines in through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Lu Qiyan was lying on the sofa playing games, against the light, and fell into a beautiful silhouette. He had just taken a shower, and his body seemed to be still full of refreshing water, and he put on a T-shirt very casually, which was loose and still pure white.
Qiao Qinian stood aside and reported the situation almost without any tone, "Ye He stole the nurse's mobile phone, and she hugged the police." β
Is it stupid or ridiculous?
She probably didn't know that there was no point in doing this.
The person on the sofa was unmoved, his fingers still staying on the screen, only raising his eyebrows slightly.