Bai Yu's wanted warrant disappeared cleanly overnight, as if that thrilling defensive battle had never happened.

But he did happen! Xuan Lang still remembers that after the ambush, the corpses were piled up like a mountain, and when he couldn't find Bai Yu, tears fell.

"Young master, it's time for us to go," the driver poked his head out of the car and said to Xuan Lang, who had been standing by the lime wall that had been plastered with wanted notices for a quarter of an hour.

Could it be that Li Wenhao has already caught Bai Yu and secretly shot him? Xuan Lang thought as he walked back. When he saw Xuan Yue, who was in the car with his eyes closed and ignoring it, he couldn't help frowning.

Sensing the gaze looking at her, Xuan Yue didn't open her eyes, she turned her head to the side of the window, and said softly, "Drive." ”

Since the last time the Hua siblings had a heart-to-heart quarrel, the strange atmosphere between the two has been increasing day by day. Xuan Lang had the intention to show goodwill, but Xuan Yue's temperament was very explosive. This time, if it weren't for Daddy Hua's worry that Xuan Lang would linger in Fengyue again, Xuan Yue would not have listened to Daddy's words and closely monitored Hua Xuanlang's whereabouts.

The car stopped in front of the Chengdong Photo Studio, and after the driver opened the door, Xuan Yue stepped out of the car. Xuan Lang had already walked into the store, and there was a couple of young people taking pictures in the store. When the shopkeeper saw the Xuanlang siblings, he nodded at them.

The car drove to the photo studio in the east of the city. When Xuan Lang arrived, the curator was busy taking pictures of a couple of newcomers. Xuan Lang leaned against the wall and looked at it, he pouted from time to time, bored. He saw that the curator had no new idea to take pictures of the two, so he replaced the curator and began to take pictures.

"Young Master Hua, Miss Hua, please wait a minute, I'll finish it here soon."

Xuan Lang waved at him, and then sat on the wooden chair on the first floor. Xuan Yue didn't want to be with him and went to the second floor.

The layout of the second floor is simple, with only one table and one chair, and Xuanyue is bored. Suddenly, she saw a pair of fallen legs suddenly appear at the corner of the alley outside the window. "Is it white jade?" The thought came to me. Xuan Yue clung to the window edge and tried her best to pop her upper body out widely.

She saw it, Bai Yu's pale and colorless face.

In an instant, the heart was beating wildly, and the sourness was surging. She rushed downstairs and ran fast and fast.

"What the hell are you?" Xuan Lang looked at Hua Xuanyue with tears on her face in surprise, and reached out to clasp her wrist.

After Xuan Yue struggled a few times and didn't break away, she suddenly calmed down. She pulled Xuan Lang to the second floor and pushed him to the window.

"Who?" Xuan Lang looked at her suspiciously, and suddenly, his eyes widened, "Bai, Baiyu?" ”

His voice was subconsciously lowered.

Xuan Lang poked his head out, looked at the height of the second floor and the width of the alley, and then said to Xuan Yue, "Let the driver drive the car over." ”

Xuan Yue turned around and was about to leave, but before she could take a step, she was grabbed by Xuan Lang's hand.

"Don't panic," Xuan Lang looked at his sister very seriously, "I'm here, don't worry." ”

After Xuan Yue left, Xuan Lang jumped out. He quickly ran to Bai Yu's side and lifted him up. It didn't take long for the driver to pull the car over.

Xuan Yue was very sure that no one would see her, let alone find out that she had taken Bai Yu. However, the man sitting upright in the small teahouse opposite the photo studio had a beautiful and graceful face, and his loss and sadness did not go away for a long time.

Ziqi went to look for Xuanyue, but Xiaohua told him that the young master and the young lady had just left. Following the guidance of Xiaohua, the child came to the photo studio in the east of the city. He didn't figure out what reason to approach Xuanyue.

The plum tea in the mouth has changed its taste. It turns out that plum tea is so bitter.

Xuan Yue wanted to send Bai Yu to the hospital, but Xuan Lang always had a bad premonition. He asked the driver to take a detour to the Xiaomi Medical Center.

The nurse told them that Dr. Xiaomi was looking at the patient and told them to wait. Although Xuan Yue was anxious, the situation outside was unknown, and she didn't dare to take Bai Yu to the hospital rashly.

Mi Xinran walked out of the room, and after a while, a middle-aged man wearing a felt hat and a gray robe also walked out. He thanked Millet and left the hospital.

Xuan Lang felt familiar to him, but he didn't remember it until the man walked out of the medical hall.

"Or that person?" Millet teased, "Bring it in." ”

Xuan Yue said, "I want to ask you to come to the door for a consultation." ”

"You're going to take him home?" Xuan Lang asked.

"Villa, put the villa first," Xuan Yue said very unconfidently, "Otherwise, where do you let him go?" ”

There are only four seats in the car, and under Xuanyue's obscenity, Xuanlang obediently quit and should be a rickshaw.

On the way to the villa, Mi Xinran briefly observed Bai Yu's situation, and she said to Xuan Yue, "He's fine, it seems that someone has taken good care of him in the ten days since he disappeared." ”

Xuan Yue was stunned, she instinctively remembered the woman in the portrait. But if it was her, then why did she put Bai Yu in that place?

"However, he is still in a coma," Xuan Yue was still worried.

Xiaomi sighed lightly, "It should be caused by artificial medication." ”

Artificial medication? Xuan Yue's heart was relaxed as soon as she was instantly suffocated.

"What it is, we have to check it to know."

"Thank you." Xuan Yue said very sincerely.

On the rickshaw, Xuan Lang was so upside down that it was really difficult to close his eyes and recuperate. Somehow, he suddenly remembered the man in the robe, and the look he looked at Mi Xinran was not at all what a patient should look like when he saw a doctor.

When Xuan Lang arrived at the villa, there was already a sign outside Xuan Yue's room that idlers were not allowed to enter. Xuan Lang walked to his room and took off his soiled dress. He opened the closet, and his fingers instinctively went to pick up the handmade Italian dress, but on second thought, his fingers turned to the side of the black gown he had never wore.

Xuan Lang took a shower, put on a long shirt, and walked downstairs.

Xuan Yue was listening to Mi Xinran talk about Bai Yu's follow-up matters, and seeing Xuan Lang dressed like this, the two women's eyes widened in surprise.

Xuan Lang waved the front of his robe and said to the second daughter, "Why, haven't you seen such a suave young master Hua?" ”

Xiaomi smiled, turned around and walked towards the door, and Xuan Lang hurriedly followed.

"Are you hungry, what do you want to eat? I'll take you. ”

Xiaomi got into the car and pinched her head a little tiredly, "No need, there are still patients in the hospital, I have to go back." ”

"No matter how busy you are, you have to eat first, right," Xuan Lang looked at her with a look of anticipation.

Mi Xinran slowly opened her eyes, and her heart beat wildly when she was facing Shang Xuanlang's earnest and overflowing eyes.

"Tired, aren't you?" Xuan Lang sat up straight and patted his legs, "Lie down, I'll rub it for you." ”

"No, I—I'm fine."

"I can't say anything, it's okay," Xuan Lang reached out and hooked her shoulder, and with a little force, he brought down Xiaomi's body.

Millet was pressed to his lap, and his heart was beating wildly in a disorderly manner. She moved her somewhat dry mouth, her eyes flickering.

The fragrance greeted him, and Xuan Lang was intoxicated.

Xiaomi struggled to get up, but the strength of the struggle was weak. Xuan Lang easily laid her flat on his lap again. With such a close physical friction, Xuan Lang suddenly noticed a warm current that hit his lower abdomen. And then, somewhere uncontrollably ready to move.

Millet sat up straight, her cheeks flushed, like a drip of rose sand juice.

"I, I'm ......" Xuan Lang took a deep breath and rolled his throat twice unconsciously. He didn't dare to look at Xiaomi, opened the car door, and ran away.

"Young Master?" The driver who came back after picking up his things looked at Xuan Lang's appearance and was very puzzled, "When are we leaving?" I'm still waiting to teach you a lesson. ”

Xuan Lang strode towards the main hall with his head bored.

"Young master," the driver called again.

Xuan Lang paused, and there was a burst of irritability for no reason, "You send Dr. Xiaomi back first, and then come to pick us up later." ”

Xiaomi touched her still hot cheeks and gradually calmed down. Thinking of Xuan Lang's hasty appearance, she couldn't help but laugh. Is this still the legendary first wind on the beach?

The driver gets into the car and starts the car.

"Wait," Xiaomi took out a pen and paper from her bag and wrote a sentence to the driver, "Please take this note to Xuan Lang." ”

"Now?"

Xiaomi nodded, "You don't have to send me, I can go back by myself." ”

"That's not good, the young master knows, he has to kill me."

As he spoke, the driver took the note and trotted to the main hall. Xuan Lang was not there, he went upstairs to find Xuan Lang's room, and heard the sound of rushing water from the bathroom.

"Young master," the driver knocked on the bathroom door, "Doctor Xiaomi asked me to send you a message." ”

Xuan Lang was standing under the shower with his eyes closed, the cold water was extremely strong, and even so, his swollen nerves still showed no signs of subsiding.

Hearing this, he slammed off the water wall.

"What?"

"I'll put it on the table for you."

Xuan Lang walked out of the bathroom directly. But the hand reaching for the note suddenly stopped. What will she write? Hate me? She didn't seem to like me either. Xuan Lang took a sharp breath and suppressed his trembling heart.

Finally, he opened the note. When he saw the above words, his breath suddenly relaxed. He laughed to himself.

"Bai Yu's drug will cause him to have fragmentary cognitive biases, so you need to be careful."

That's all she wrote.

Xuan Lang was lying on the bed, kneading the paper ball, thinking back to the scene just now, how could he ...... It's really ...... Ha! Somewhat...... Lose face!

Xuan Yue sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the man who was breathing steadily on the bed. She pulled the chair and leaned closer, she had never seen Bai Yu so closely.

My man, he's so good-looking! Xuan Yue held her cheeks, satisfied.

Bai Yu's eyes moved, and Xuan Yue sat up straight excitedly. Finally, he slowly opened his eyes, and the chaos that had been unconscious for a long time struck. He looked around blankly, at the woman in front of him with a surprised face.

"You're finally awake," Xuan Yue cried with joy.

"Thirsty? Hungry? Where is there any discomfort? Xuanyue asked continuously, she saw Bai Yu's chapped lips, and got up to get water for him.

Suddenly, her wrists were grappled. The hot temperature instantly swept through every nerve in her body, and Xuan Yue blinked unconsciously. Breathing, it's a little difficult.

"Don't go," Bai Yu said three words weakly, and the hand holding her wrist rubbed affectionately, "Don't go." ”

Xuan Yue stabilized her emotions, but her tears couldn't stop flowing, but her eyes were full of bitterness, eager to sit for the joy of the rest of her life. She sat down and shook his hand behind her back, "I'll be with you." ”

As if feeling at ease, Bai Yu fell asleep again.

Xuanyue caressed Bai Yu's tough and vicissitudes of face, leaned over, and kissed his dry and white lips......