"Nervous aphonia?" Ou Shaoting looked at him suspiciously, "What do you mean?" ”

Fang Zhiyi glanced back at Ye Zichen and did not speak.

Ou Shaoting also seemed to realize something, so he didn't ask again.

But Ye Zichen wanted to hear it, so she saw that Ou Shaoting and Fang Zhiheng didn't speak, so she reached out and pulled the corner of Ou Shaoting's clothes.

Ou Shaoting turned his head to look at her, although he understood what she meant, he still replied soothingly, "Don't worry, wait for the next examination and find the problem, we can prescribe the right medicine, don't worry...... It's going to be fine! ”

Ye Zichen looked into his eyes, although he knew that the problem was not as simple as he said, he still tried to calm himself down.

Next, Fang Zhiheng gave her several examinations.

In addition to vocal cord related, there are others.

Although I don't know what the items of those inspections are, let alone what they do, Ye Zichen believes that with those data, the reason for her loss of voice will be found.

As long as the cause is found, the right medicine can be prescribed, and then she can recover.

Thinking of this, Ye Zichen's heart was a little less worried, and gradually she fell asleep again.

This sleep is a whole day.

This time, she dreamed that she was drowning in the sea, she kept struggling, she kept shouting, but no one heard her, and no one came to save her, until she was swept away by the waves, until she was frightened and woke up.

When I opened it, it was the next morning.

The sun shines through the curtains, and there is a faint light in the room, not bright, but you can see everything in the room.

Ye Zichen turned his head to look at the man who was holding his hand and sleeping on the side of the bed, and his heart ached faintly.

Ye Zichen's oxygen mask had been removed, and she was still breathing smoothly, quietly looking at the man who had gone through so many hardships with her.

Looking at the long stubble on his face and his haggard face, Ye Zichen suddenly hated himself.

If it weren't for himself, why would he suffer such a crime?!

If he hadn't foolishly believed in Xu Zimo, how could he have been hurt so much?!

Xu Zimo......

Thinking of this name, Ye Zichen's heart hurt fiercely again, because she really couldn't figure it out, how could a man who was willing to sacrifice himself to save herself in her previous life want to kill herself in this life?!

She couldn't figure it out!

Death doesn't understand!

She wants to ask Xu Zimo what she has done to make him hate herself so much?! Hit her with a car?!

If it was all an accident, she might believe it, but he obviously saw who he was and hit it, how could it be an accident?!

Ye Zichen's heart was uncomfortable, she turned her head to look out of the window, and exhaled heavily, which made her feel more comfortable.

Ou Shaoting felt the movement, and this sent her awake.

So he raised his head and looked at her with some concern, "Awake?" How do you feel, are you feeling better? ”

Hearing his voice, Ye Zichen turned his head.

His eyes fell on his haggard face, his heart hurt faintly, and then he smiled slightly, "A lot of ......"

Before she could say the word, she realized that she had lost her voice, so she stopped, and her heart hurt as if she had been pricked by a needle.

Ou Shaoting saw her so forbearing, but she no longer had seizures, nor did she struggle to question, and her heart became more uncomfortable and depressed.

But he still looked at her gently as if nothing had happened, "Do you want to eat something?" ”