She didn't feel the need to say sarcastic words.

The man made a decision, and it was not going to change it.

Yes, she felt uncomfortable, but what could she do?

Just like Leng Siche said, Bai Enhui was raped by someone, and he didn't touch her when he was most grateful to her, and he won't touch her in the future.

Instead of putting pressure on him and having pointless arguments with him, it is better to go back early and divert your attention from this man, so as not to fall into it and never climb out.

Before being discharged from the hospital at noon, Leng Siche came to the ward again to check on her, took off her disposable gloves, and told her some precautions.

glanced at Bo Qiyan who was standing beside the bed, and turned his eyes back to look at Yezi, "Don't take a bath when you go back, don't soak the wound, heavy physical exercise and sex life, and then do it after a one-month reexamination." ”

The girl's delicate little face suddenly became hot, she lowered her eyes to hide the embarrassment, and Bo Yan frowned, "Leng Si Che." ”

"Huh?" Leng Siche pushed down his rimless glasses, looked at Bo Qiyan, and asked lightly, "What's wrong?" ”

The man was silent for a moment, ignored him, and asked Yezi with a low face, "Can you go?" ”

"Hmm."

"She needs to move around a lot now, instead of being carried around like she has a disability."

When Leng Siche glanced at Yezi, before the two of them could react, the white figure left the ward.

The corners of his lips twitched at night, and he said lightly, "Does he look at you unpleasantly, or does he look at me unpleasantly." ”

The man didn't reply, but just took her hand tighter.

In the west ward.

Leng Siche took the medical record book, glanced at the woman lying on the hospital bed, whose face was even paler and bloodless than before, and her pale thin lips picked slightly.

"I know you don't like me being with Chopper, but I still want to thank you for helping me with surgery yesterday."

Bai Enhui on the hospital bed was expressionless, and did not look at Leng Siche, who was standing at the door and looking down at the case, her voice was cold and stubborn.

"Don't thank me, if it weren't for Bo Qiyan, I wouldn't have helped Miss Bai operate, after all, I'm already off work." The man's slender fingers closed the medical record, his narrow eyes looked through the lenses, and he looked at the pale woman on the bed lightly, and the corners of his lips picked out a faint sneer.

"In the middle of last night, he called me back to help Miss Bai with the operation, I took a look, and the wound was not deep,"

The man's faint tone, without ups and downs, made the woman on the hospital bed frown.

Qingli looked at it with a cold face, and there was a coolness in her eyes, "What do you mean?" Do you think my knife is not deep enough, and I don't die thoroughly enough? ”

"Miss Bai's nerves are too sensitive." The man pushed the rimless glasses and said lightly, "From the perspective of Miss Bai's abdominal knife, it wasn't someone else who inserted it." ”

Leng Siche put down his hand, took the medical record book, and picked his thin lips, "I heard that Miss Bai's boyfriend is also a talented person, and his paintings have also been exhibited at the Prado Art Museum in Madrid."

If the hands are wasted and the family property is gone, it still sounds quite miserable. ”

Every time the man spoke, Bai Enhui's face became more and more pale.

"You haven't broken up yet, Miss Bai shouldn't be able to bear it."

Leng Siche's narrow phoenix eyes glanced at the hand that was slowly tightening on the hospital bed, smiled faintly at the corner of his lips, and turned around.

"Why didn't you tell Chopper?" Bai Enhui's face turned pale, and finally turned her head sideways to look at the man in a white coat at the door.