Chapter Ninety-Nine

Inside the hospital room.

Le Yu frowned, and when she woke up from a coma, she looked around the empty surroundings.

Then he got up suddenly, and the gauze around his neck oozed a little blood.

She pulled out the infusion needle stuck to her hand, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

But as soon as he took a few steps, his legs went limp, and he fell to the ground.

The nurse pushed open the door and exclaimed, "Miss Le, you can't get out of bed now. ”

The nurse hurried to help her up, but she pushed her away.

"Go away." Le Yu said, but the next moment she was stunned.

She clutched her neck.........

Her voice ......... What's going on......

The nurse came over responsibly and dragged her up, "You just had surgery and need to recuperate." ”

Leyu grabbed the nurse's clothes and shook uncontrollably, "What's wrong with my throat...... What's wrong........."

The nurse was obviously used to seeing this situation, and she shouted outside the door, "Doctor Zong, the patient is awake." ”

Zong Yun walked in with a tired face, and when he saw the out-of-control music, he ran over to separate them.

"Leyu, be good, let go......" Zong Yun coaxed softly.

Le Yu let go of the nurse and bit his arm hard.

"Doctor Zong......" the nurse exclaimed.

Zong Yun frowned and let her bite.

At first, Le Yu used all her strength, but at the end of the bite, she slowly felt guilty in her heart.

She let go of Zong Yun and deliberately didn't look at the row of tooth marks on his arm.

"What are you doing here?" The hoarse voice made Le Yu look particularly weak.

This kind of her is something Zong Yun has never seen. He looked at his fleshy arm, which was probably the price!

Leyu, who was crazy in the last second, has now regained her previous calm expression.

She stood up with her body bracketed, and then fell into Zong Yun's arms.

Zong Yun held her in his arms and touched her head, "Don't think about it, rest well." ”

Le Yu nodded gently, Zong Yun kissed her forehead, and then hugged her to the bed.

The pinhole on the back of the hand, because there was no compression, blood flowed all over the ground.

After Zong Yun handled it carefully, he looked at the overly calm Le Yu, and his heart hurt a little.

He unconsciously reached out and stroked her pale cheek,

Don't overdo it if the music is unnatural.

"Xiahou Zun...... Where did it go? "The hoarse voice is like a jerky string sound.

Zong Yun's heart throbbed a little again: "The only thing you can think of is him, right?" ”

He was the one who had been guarding for three days and three nights, so why couldn't he leave a place in his heart?

Leyu rolled over, "I'm tired." ”

Zong Yun took a deep breath, and his body was even weaker because of the pain in his heart after a few days of exhaustion.

"You have a good rest." He turned and walked out, and the nurse left quietly after cleaning up the room.

Le Yu closed his eyes, and two lines of tears remained.

This is the first time she has cried in ten years, the day her father died, she didn't cry, she told herself to support the whole Le's.

But today, she cried for someone who didn't love her.

Ten years ago, I met Xiahou Zun in the fencing room of Lejia. She had just won a national first prize, and she thought she was invincible and she lost to him.

He looked sickly and weak, and of course she was not willing to lose to a sick eggplant. They fought three rounds in a row, and in the end it was he who picked her sword and left her without the tools to fight.

Leyu only marries men who can win her, and if he wins her, he should marry her.

A trembling sound came from her ears, and she was stunned for a long time before picking it up.

"Who are you?" If it was a reporter, she would make the newspaper disappear in an instant.

The wounds of the tiger can only be licked by themselves in the corners.

The people over there also paused for a long time before they made sure they were safe, "Miss Le?" ”

Le Yu frowned, she seemed to have heard this voice.

"I'm Zhu Wei.........," the man said again.

Zhu Wei? The one from Zhu's Textile?

……………

Xiahou's old house.

Xiahou Zun's fingers lingered on the Jiaowei piano, playing and playing the strings but broke.

"You're not quiet." Xiahou's old lady Wen was pushed out by the housekeeper.

"Grandmother." Xiahou stood up, and his voice was like calling a stranger.

Wen Shi twisted his eyebrows, "I don't like this title, you don't have Chen'er to coax people." ”

Chen'er, Xiahouchen. If you don't touch honey on your lips, how can you turn the Chendong he worked so hard to build into his own?

Xiahou Zun hooked his lips: "I prefer to call you grandmother." ”

The distance between them is not as filial piety as the outside world says.

I heard my father say that because Wen has always thought that his mother was not a famous lady, he grew up with his mother before he was ten years old.

It wasn't until his mother fell ill and died, and he lost his memory in a serious illness, that he returned to Xiahou's house.

However, he had no memory of his mother, and he could not remember it at all. It's not as good as the woman in ancient costumes, who has a deep memory.

He bowed slightly, and prepared to leave.

"Stop." Wen's stern voice sounded, "Did I tell you to go?" ”

She stood up and walked behind him to "turn around and look at me." ”

"What do you say?" Xiahou Zun turned around, but then a slap came to him.

He flashed lightly, "I'm not a fourteen-year-old kid anymore. ”

Maybe at the age of fourteen, because there are still many things he doesn't understand, he can endure her insults and scolding.

But it doesn't mean that he can be at her mercy now.

"You ......," Wen's face changed slightly, "You are not filial!" ”

"Grandmother is too worried, I will definitely support you for the rest of your life." Xiahou Zun said lightly.

"You and Leyu are ready, I'll pick a good day and do the last wedding!" Wen commanded, and marriage was like child's play in her mouth.

"I'm not going to marry someone a second time." The first time he didn't care, so it didn't matter. The second time because he cared, he didn't want to be indifferent.

"You're not married?" Wen's eyebrows changed, "Believe it or not, I let that Jiang woman disappear." ”

"I believe it." Xiahou Zun smiled faintly, "Last time, the car accident of the eldest lady of the Jiang family was arranged by you!" ”

He had long known that the people in the old mansion would make a move, but he could only use it once.

"Humph!" Wen snorted coldly: "It's good to know." ”

"Do you think I'm going to let this happen a second time?" Xiahou Zun's words were full of warnings.

Without waiting for Wen's next words, he turned around and left, "I hope you will h2 in the future."