At night, Ji Yi lay on He Jichen's bed, tossing and turning for a long time before falling asleep.

When I woke up, the sun was shining all over the window.

Ji Yi sat up and saw at a glance the neatly stacked clothes and unopened toiletries on the bedside table.

Ji Yi knew that it should have been when she was asleep, and Sister-in-law Zhang came in quietly.

She touched her phone and glanced at the time, it was almost half past twelve at noon, and then she lifted the quilt and got out of bed to go to the bathroom.

After coming out, Ji Yi was not in a hurry to get dressed, but first unpacked and bandaged according to Dr. Xia's instructions last night.

She glanced at the wound by the way, and there were already obvious signs of healing.

After getting dressed, Ji Yi walked to the door of the bedroom, and as soon as he opened the door, he smelled the tempting aroma of rice.

Since the accident last night, it has been nearly fourteen hours now, and Ji Yi, who has only drunk a glass of milk, is really hungry, so he hurriedly walked into the restaurant.

When Sister-in-law Zhang saw her get up, she immediately warmly beckoned her to sit down and arranged meals for her.

The redness and swelling on Ji Yi's face had not disappeared, and she couldn't go out, after lunch, she had nothing to do, she nestled on the sofa, picked up her mobile phone to find Tang to draw and prepare to start a black game.

It's just that he sent a message to Tang Huahua one second, and the next second he thought of Cheng Weiwan and Han Zhihui, and then hurriedly quit WeChat, found Cheng Weiwan's phone and dialed it.

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When Ji Yi called, Han Zhihui had just woken up from a coma, and a group of doctors were surrounding him for examination.

Cheng Weiwan walked out of the ward, pressed the answer button, chatted briefly with Ji Yi, and hung up the phone in a hurry.

Putting away the mobile phone, Cheng Weiwan immediately pushed open the door of the ward, and as soon as he walked in, the doctors surrounding Han Zhihui dispersed, one of the middle-aged men, who was the attending doctor in charge of Han Zhihui, saw Cheng Weiwan come in, took off his mask, and said: "Mr. Han is back to normal now, continue to stay in the hospital for observation for a day, if it's okay, you can go through the discharge procedures tomorrow." ”

Cheng Weiwan nodded to indicate that he understood, and thanked him in his mouth.

After sending the group of doctors out of the ward, Cheng Weiwan walked to the bedside.

Han Zhihui, who was wrapped in a bandage on his head, although he woke up, he was still a little tired because of excessive blood loss, and after the doctor's examination, he closed his eyes and recuperated, until he felt someone approaching, then he slowly lifted his eyelids and looked at Cheng Weiwan's body.

Looking at each other, Cheng Weiwan wanted to sit down, but suddenly stopped.

The two of them only looked at each other for three seconds, Cheng Weiwan hurriedly lowered her eyelids, avoiding Han Zhihui's gaze, she sat on the chair next to the hospital bed when she watched him all night last night, and then spoke, and said in a very soft tone: "How do you feel now?" ”

"That's good." Han Zhihui's voice opened his mouth, casually as if the person who was injured last night was not him at all.

Cheng Weiwan pursed his lips when he heard this, lowered his head, stared at the mobile phone he was holding in his hand for a while, and finally asked the question he wanted to ask last night: "Why did you do that?" ”

"Obviously there are several people, you can call the police, or you can call someone to come and help, why rush up alone?"

Han Zhihui, who was a little pale, looked at Cheng Weitai fixedly, and looked at it for a while before he said out loud: "Because I like you." ”

Cheng Weiwan's fingertips flicked, and the phone almost slipped and fell to the ground.