She tilted her head and looked up, but the trembling of her thin lips could not deceive anyone, and her voice was weak: "Yes, so that you can even be evened."

"He treated you like that," Song Yishen walked up to her, the haze in his eyes seemed to be able to see her alone, and his voice was low: "Aren't you weird? Don't you want revenge?"

If he had died, she wouldn't have gone into hiding.

Song Yishen had investigated before, the reason why Duan Hanshuang came here, her identity and everything else was arranged by Song Yin, so in this way, she came here to hide from Bo Yunxiu.

So they met.

Duan Hanshuang slowly turned his head, his red eyes filled with rolling tears.

After looking at each other for a moment, Song Yi tugged at the corners of his mouth and asked the truth that made him unbelievable: "You...... Love him?"

Duan Hanshuang retracted his gaze, and just as the door of the operating room opened-

Duan Hanshuang crawled over like an arrow off the string, "Doctor! How is Bo Yunxiu? Doctor!"

Her eyes were full of urgency, and she stretched out her head to look inside, because of the illusion of perspective, she vaguely looked at Bo Yunxiu's body covered with a layer of white cloth, and her heart suddenly felt like ashes.

"Doctor! He was shot in the back not near the heart! Doctor! Save him!" Duan Hanshuang was already trembling, clutching the hem of the doctor's clothes and falling to his knees.

The doctor looked puzzled, Duan Hanshuang suddenly reacted, she didn't speak a foreign language, and the doctor didn't understand.

In this case, no matter what language he is, he will immediately ask the family about the situation, and the doctor will say in a foreign language, "The patient is now out of danger and needs to be hospitalized for a period of time."

He bent down to help her, but was preempted by a pair of hands, and his voice was slightly hoarse and dark: "He's fine, you can rest assured."

The other doctors pushed Bo Yunxiu out, Duan Hanshuang was pulled aside by Song Yishen, and as soon as he got closer, he could see Bo Yunxiu on the bed clearly.

There was no blood on his face, his lips were slightly pruned, and his brow, which had been frowning, was stretched at this time, which was unprecedentedly gentle, like a green forest in the mist, clear and hazy.

The nurse quickly pushed it away, and this feeling of getting farther and farther away, Duan Hanshuang couldn't help but speed up his movements and wanted to keep up.

But as soon as he took a step, he fell into Song Yishen's arms, and his brows furrowed in pain.

Sharp pain quickly spread from her ankle to her brain, and her leg was paralyzed, leaving her without a point of support.

Song Yi was so hurt that he couldn't pick her up, so he could only rely on it in his arms, and the two looked extremely close from a distance.

"Deal with your feet first," Song Yishen pressed her restless shoulder, and there was a hint of displeasure in his voice: "Bo Yunxiu is lying in the ward, no one wants to kidnap him, there will be a lot of bodyguards at the door of his ward, not one of you."

Duan Hanshuang moved his lips, and stopped talking, looking at himself now that he couldn't do anything, his brows frowned slightly.

"Alright, let's go."

Duan Hanshuang stalked his neck, but his feet still didn't move.

Song Yishen's eyes fell on her, looking at her with a slightly complicated look, "I'll accompany you to see him later, okay?"

Duan Hanshuang let go of his feet at this time, leaned on him slightly, and walked slowly with a little strength.

Song Yishen touched the medicine for her, sat aside and asked, "Since you still like him, why do you pretend not to love him?" Why do you want to do that?"

"It's not part of the agreement, and you're not in a position to ask me." Duan Hanshuang's voice was cold, and in his eyes, he was most likely just a simple substitute.

"If you don't tell me that while you keep this relationship with me, I'm going to be harassed by him, and it's already causing trouble in my life." Song Yishen's voice was slightly raised, with a thin anger.

"If you don't make it clear, will you just let him continue to do nonsense?"

He pursed his lips, and seeing that Duan Hanshuang didn't answer, he continued: "You also saw today, it wasn't me who took the initiative to hurt him, it was he who wanted me to die, such an obvious motive If I can't see it, I'm a fool."

"If it weren't for me, there would be security outside the door today

Dart, maybe I'm the one lying in it."

This is not wrong at all, Duan Hanshuang also knows it.

"So you two are clear," Duan Hanshuang sniffed and muttered for a moment before saying, "I won't let him come over to harass you this time."

"No, you're wrong," Song Yishen corrected, "Don't harass us anymore."

He bit the last two words very hard, for fear that Duan Hanshuang would have forgotten that the two of them still had an agreement.

"I'll try to convince him."

Song Yishen flicked the bandage in his hand, and said while looking at Duan Hanshuang's ankle, "There will be a next time, and I can't guarantee what will happen."

"If you kick your nose in the face like this, I'm afraid you'll really forget who I am."

Song Yin's younger brother, the second son of the Song family, and the vice president of Dreale, although not as powerful as Song Yin, he is also a person who can cover the sky with one hand in a place.

When Duan Hanshuang heard this, a chill was like a poisonous tongue spitting out a letter, and quickly climbed down the tail vertebrae to the neck, wanting to give her a fatal blow as quickly as possible.

He was the one who was arranged by Song Yishen at the airport, he was already familiar with the bloody storm, and now he can say this threatening sentence, he is not joking.

It's really murderous.

Duan Hanshuang shook his head, "You can't hurt him."

Song Yishen couldn't deny it, and raised his eyebrows disapprovingly: "If he doesn't come to offend me, of course I won't hurt him."

His gaze wandered off her face, from top to bottom, and landed on her red and swollen ankles: "Doctor Duan, your foot looks serious."

When sending Bo Yunxiu over, she was too anxious to get out of the car and accidentally hit her foot, she was too eager to feel the pain at the time, but now that she has eased up, her brows have not let go of the pain.

"It's okay, just smear some safflower oil." Duan Hanshuang said lightly, and was about to withdraw his feet.

Song Yishen held his feet, which was really a little strange.

But how could Song Yishen let her get her wish, and tightened her strength, "It seems that she really loves it...... I love Bo Yunxiu very much."

At this time, Song Yishen no longer had the warmth and gentleman he had before, but was like a messenger from hell, full of gloom.

"Don't forget, our current relationship, since it is acting, should be fully committed to work, not emotional."

"Frost ......" he whispered in her ear, in a voice that could only be heard by each other, "when is the end of the agreement...... You don't need me to remind you again, do you?"

"Work hard." A wicked smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

Duan Hanshuang clenched her hands, hoping that no man would come near her, so that she would be much happier than now.

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Bo Yunxiu woke up the next morning and had been asleep for a long time.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a scene that made him regret opening his eyes, and his hands that were dripping were clenched into fists, and the green tendons at his temples were faintly visible.

On the sofa on the side, Song Yishen was holding Duan Hanshuang in his arms and fell asleep on his shoulder.

So it seems that the two of them guarded themselves all night? Duan Hanshuang has been hugging this man like this all night?!

Bo Yunxiu's eyes were bloodshot, and he only felt that the heart attack was about to be angry.

Both of them fell asleep, Song Yishen's head was leaning on the sofa, and he could see the expressions of both of them clearly.

The green tendons on his hands were beating suddenly, and the ruthlessness in his eyes was like a fierce beast in the forest, no longer dormant, and he wanted to take the other party's life clearly.

At this time, the bodyguard at the door came in, and when he saw Bo Yunxiu, he immediately said, "Master, are you awake?!"

With a shout, the two people on the sofa also woke up, and happened to meet Bo Yunxiu's gaze together.

He stared at him viciously as he held Duan Hanshuang's hand, and his back molars were clenched tightly, as if his own things had been tainted by garbage, which made people suppress the strong anger in their hearts.

"Don't you have a place to sleep?" His pale lips overflowed, "The Song family is so big, it won't be anymore

Open a room? Can you two really let go of one of my patients?"

Duan Hanshuang's face turned blue, she knew that this was what Bo Yunxiu said on purpose, that is, simply loving yin and yang, and connotating others.

"I'm just ......"

Before Duan Hanshuang's words were finished, he preempted him: "I can't die, are you relieved, if I die, you won't be able to get married."

"You want me to die, but you can't kill me yourself, this kind of feeling like you can't get used to me and can't kill me, don't you?"

His face was pale, and even the oxygen mask didn't stop him from talking incessantly.

The bodyguard on the side reminded: "Master, you have just woken up, try not to speak, and have a good rest."

Bo Yunxiu gave a cold look, and the bodyguard instantly stopped his voice, and immediately added, "I'll go and prepare lunch for you."

Duan Hanshuang immediately stopped him, "Now that he has just woken up, he can't eat anything, the doctor said last time, you pay attention."

Bo Yunxiu sneered: "You care about me so much, your fiancé won't be jealous when he hears it?"

Song Yishen's hand tightened slightly, thinking of what Duan Hanshuang had said to him before, he relaxed again.

Staring sideways at Duan Hanshuang, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It's my fault for this matter, I didn't discipline my subordinates to hurt you, and now my hand is also injured, so I can only trouble Shuangshuang to take care of you more."

"Do you want your fiancée to take care of me 24 hours a day?" Bo Yunxiu stared at Duan Hanshuang with a strong intention of aggression, and almost shouted with a loudspeaker. Z.br>

It's too undisguised.

Duan Hanshuang closed his eyes, tried not to scold him, and calmed his tone: "If you need close care, I will ask a nurse, and I will come to change dressings and other things."

The nurse could come, but she wanted to do something for him herself, even if it was under such an excuse.

Bo Yunxiu: "It's not close, that's a pity."

Hearing this, Song Yishen and Duan Hanshuang's expressions changed.

Duan Hanshuang held Song Yishen's hand, his eyes were heavy: "You are a little wrong, there is no trouble between me and you."

At this time, Bo Yunxiu would rather see Duan Hanshuang's smile than such a serious and deep smile.