Sure enough, as she expected, Yan Zhuolang's hospitalization this time was also one of his previous plans? Pei Ran only felt a little dry in his throat for a while, his heart gradually sank, and he asked, "What are you going to do?" ”

"No one can harm Yan Zhuolang." He habitually narrowed his eyes, and the emotion in his dark eyes became more and more fierce, making her only feel frightened, "I want to see who this hook behind the group is." ”

Knowing that he was referring to the group's repeated data in recent days, she bit her lip, "Do you already have a suspicious candidate?" ”

He nodded slightly, and as a default, he only lowered his eyelids slightly when he touched her flickering gaze, and said comfortingly, "Don't be afraid, I'm here." ”

Of course he is not afraid, he has already run through the mall at a young age, what kind of conspiracy and swords have he not seen? How could he Yan Zhuolang's dictionary have the word "afraid"? But she, after all, is different.

"But I don't want to live all day long in the days of being calculated...... You know, it was my first child. Speaking of the latter, she unconsciously put her hand on a flat lower abdomen, and even her voice choked a little when she thought of the child who had left before she was born.

Hearing her mention the child, Yan Zhuolang's expression, which was still cold and hard just now, also darkened, and at the end, he hooked the corners of his mouth self-deprecatingly, "That's also my first child." ”

"So, do you think I'd still want to live in such an environment?" Unconsciously, she had begun to press closer.

Yan Zhuolang laughed again, Pei Ran found out for the first time that he liked to laugh so much, and his tone was gentle, and every word spit out of his thin lips was like a snake and scorpion, "Ranran, you have no choice." ”

Probably seeing the tension and panic in her eyes, he curled his lips, as if he was a little injured, but in the end he loosened his grip on her, sat on the hospital bed, poured a glass of water and handed it to her, "No one can hurt Yan Zhuolang." ”

She didn't answer, just glanced out the window, feeling hopeless for the first time.

"Ranran, stay by my side, I won't let you be hurt again." He wrapped his arms around her, reassuring.

Pei Ran seemed to be speechless for a moment. The tyrannical king, calculating at every turn, how could he know what she wanted. She was too weak in front of him. How could he understand that the biggest hurt she had suffered came from him?

The hand behind her back moved slightly, and the ring hanging from her knuckles snapped and tumbled to the ground.

It was the engagement ring he had given himself, but unfortunately he couldn't put it on for her at the wedding ceremony. Looking at it now, I only feel that things are wrong, which is extremely ironic.

She stared at the light for a few seconds, and was about to turn and leave, but his hoarse and unquestioning voice came from behind her: "Wait. ”

She didn't want to bother, but the voice seemed to have magic, forcing her to turn back, stubbornly raising her chin to look at him, a little flustered in her heart, not knowing what kind of reaction would await her.

What she didn't expect was that Yan Zhuolang didn't lose his temper, just bent down to pick up the ring on the ground, put her ring finger back on in the usual gentlemanly manner, and kissed the back of her hand, "This ring was specially designed by a British designer, it matches your finger very well, you don't need to take it off again in the future." ”

"Oh." She withdrew her hand from him with a mere glance, and then hurried away from the door, fleeing in a gesture of despair.

Listening to the messy sound of high heels outside the door gradually moving away, Yan Zhuolang sat back on the bed, faintly noticed that the bandaged place on his shoulder was slightly numb, thinking that he should have gotten up too hard just now, and tore the wound open again.

It's probably counted as a report and a report. He laughed at himself in his heart.

The hospital was so quiet in the hospital that the soundproofing was so good that he could barely hear the sparrows chirping outside the window, and he seemed to hear the blood gushing out of the wound on his shoulder desperately devouring the wrapped gauze.

He had grown accustomed to such a quiet and dead environment, at least so that he could be sure that no one could see his downfall, his embarrassment, his vulnerability.

That's good.

Yan Zhuolang turned around and stretched out his hand to press the nurse's bell at the head of the bed, but found that the mirror placed on the table clearly reflected his pale face that almost showed blood vessels, as well as the faint blood-colored gauze on his shoulder, which looked extremely decadent.

What a fucking mess. He cursed in his heart, and almost immediately gave up the idea of asking the nurse to come over and re-bandage.

The little woman's first shot was so accurate that it was aimed directly at him. Because the distance of that shot was too close, it directly penetrated his shoulder blades, but it was not life-threatening, but after all, it was also a broken muscle and bone, and it was impossible to ignore it completely. Although he was dismissive of the pain, he was afraid that it would be some time before he could move freely, which might be a bit of a problem.

While calculating in his mind, he poured out the cooled water and poured himself a new glass.

The white heat rose between the cups, and the light outside the window flickered and flickered, superimposing them to blur the inconspicuous expression on his face, and the delicate lines of his face also became clear and blurred with the change of light and shadow, and it was impossible to see what emotions were hidden.

He wanted to concentrate on some work, but after a little brainstorming, the image of the person holding a pistol pointed at him suddenly appeared in his mind.

For a moment of unwarranted irritability, Yan Zhuolang suddenly waved his hand and threw out the water cup in his hand, and the sound of glass breaking was extremely harsh in the empty ward.

The nurse who was on patrol outside heard the huge movement inside the door, and hurriedly pushed the door in, and immediately saw only glass shards all over the ground, and Yan Zhuolang, who was standing straight in the middle of the shards, couldn't help but scream, "Mr. Yan!?" ”

He tried his best to suppress his tone of voice to make himself appear less emotionally out of control, "Get out." ”

The nurse on the other end didn't hear the impatience in his words, and looked at the gauze on his body with some concern, "But Mr. Yan...... Your wound is open, do you want to ...... again?"

The last bit of patience he had was finally exhausted, "Get out!" ”

"Mr. Yan......"

After all, this is a patient in his own hospital, although the nurse knows his prominent status, she still can't bear to look at him like this, and wants to say a few more words, but Gu Zihua's voice, which has been guarding the door, came from behind, although with a smile, it implied an extremely cold warning, "Beauty, there is nothing for you here, go out." ”

The nurse didn't dare to say anything more, and hurriedly withdrew.

Feeling the noise in his ears with satisfaction, Yan Zhuolang put on the gold-wire glasses that were resting on the bedside table, forced himself to calm down, and then raised his head to look at Gu Zihua in front of him, "What's the matter?" ”

"According to your orders, the news that you are recuperating in France from an accident has been spread."

"Well," he replied lazily, like a leopard waiting for an opportunity to attack in the night, although the whole person was in a lazy state, it was still impossible to ignore its strong presence, so he could pounce on it at any moment and bite the throat of the enemy, "Is there anything new?" ”

"Liu Yan privately contacted Bai Xiaoshu and Chen Hao respectively after you were admitted to the hospital, and just yesterday, she had already applied to return to China early."

Really. Yan Zhuolang didn't have any surprise on his face, he just waved his hand, "Continue to pay attention to Liu Yan's movements." ”

"Understood." Gu Zihua jokingly saluted him, and then teased, "But you are really good, Liu Yan, that little girl, looks soft and weak, simple and harmless, even if she is holding a knife in front of the corpse, I will not suspect that she is a murderer, can you really suspect her?" ”

"She's really well disguised." Yan Zhuolang snorted inaudibly, a little cold.

If he hadn't been deceived by her innocent and innocent victim before, how could he end up with the scene he is now? When he had gathered all the evidence, he would come to the little girl to settle the score, and find out why she was calculating herself like this.

"Then you plan to ...... with that Miss Pei now" Gu Zihua deliberately didn't finish the second half of the question, just waiting for his instructions.

"Let the driver come over and pick her up every day." His answer was brief and unquestionable.

Gu Zihua laughed out loud, "You're really not afraid that she will be rebellious." As soon as the words fell, he received a look thrown by Yan Zhuolang, and hurriedly raised his hands to disarm and surrender, "Okay, okay, I'll just do everything." ”

Yan Zhuolang's cautious eyes he has seen over the years, and he is upset at this juncture, who knows if he will send himself to some African branch to investigate for a few years.

He believed that Yan Zhuolang would definitely do it.

"Also," Yan Zhuolang glanced at the debris on the ground and frowned at Yingwu, "find a few people to come and clean up this place, and by the way, call the nurse to take care of this damn wound." ”

It's been a long time since I've seen President Yan with such a willful attitude, and I don't have to think about it to know that it must be because Pei Ran touched his scales again, but a man like Mr. Yan, there is no way to take Miss Pei, and in the end, he even forced out the method of self-harm, which can only be said to be one thing to one thing.

Thinking of this, Gu Zihua only felt a little funny, but because Yan Zhuolang's face was still as dark as the bottom of a pot at the moment, he could only forcibly hold back the smile on his lips, and finally said succinctly, "Yes." ”

In the next few days, Pei Ran would receive calls from Gu Zihua almost every day, the content was nothing more than how Yan Zhuolang's injury had changed, and the final central idea was to ask her to come to the hospital to have a look.

To put it mildly, there was no choice for her at all, because within half an hour of hanging up the phone, there must have been the familiar car waiting outside the apartment, silently waiting for her to sit down.

Fortunately, since that day, Yan Zhuolang has not made things difficult for her anymore, and most of the time he is handling work from the hospital bed. The two of them were silent and got along in the same room, and an afternoon passed in a flash.

It was only during this time that she clearly sensed how busy his usual work was, even a second before the routine examination, his fingers were still on the keyboard and flipped without a second.

I don't know if it's Pei Ran's illusion, in such a wasted time, although she and Yan Zhuolang didn't communicate much, the ice between the two melted a little bit, but she never dared to admit it. As usual, she stayed up until seven o'clock in the evening, and was about to get up to go back to the apartment, but he was pulled by the corner of her clothes when he seemed to be concentrating on work and mail in the hospital bed.

"Stay tonight and sleep with me for the night." He said something suddenly behind her, and then smiled wryly at the end, as if to explain, "It's too quiet at night here. ”

How can this request be like a child...... Pei Ran froze, feeling a little helpless in his heart, thinking of their current relationship, but he instinctively resisted, and when he was about to refuse, he heard him add another sentence, "One night is enough." ”

She bit her lip and finally agreed.

said that he slept with him for one night, but it was really just sleeping. In fact, he had roughly resumed his normal movements, but in the end, he only quietly hugged her and fell asleep, without any excessive action. Pei Ran was not sleepy, only resting his head sideways on his arm, looking at his sleeping face in a daze.

The gold-rimmed glasses he usually wears at work have been placed on the bedside table on the side, and at this time he can see his high nose bridge more clearly, but it is not like that of Westerners, which looks very special. The thin chin, the corners of his mouth are still tightly pursed when he is asleep, and the coldness does not seem to have the slightest curvature, even with his eyes closed, he can't hide the sharpness of his eyebrows, which is frightening.