Jiang Yi looked around, nodded silently, made sense, and silently stuffed back.

"Are you sure you don't need me to follow?"

"No, I'll come back when I go."

"Then you must call me if you have something."

"Hmm."

On the way there, Yang Zimo bumped into the person who had scared her. Even if I see it again now, my vigilance is subconsciously raised.

Although six years have passed, the face on Yan Yan's face has not been painted with traces due to the polishing of the years.

Yan Yan stood directly in front of her two meters away, and standing diagonally behind her was still her assistant Xiao Luo.

Yan Yan's expressionless face froze for two or three seconds, and he took the lead in greeting.

"Miss Yang, long time no see."

Yang Zimo couldn't care about the pain in his abdomen, and tried to calm himself and look like he was fine.

She didn't want to have anything to do with Yan Yan, six years ago, and the same now.

"I didn't expect Miss Yang to go abroad for six years, and my son still misses you, I really underestimated Miss Yang's charm." Yan Yan spoke slowly.

The dysmenorrhea twitched the nerves of her whole body again and again, Yang Zimo clenched her teeth tightly, Yan Yan's words were even more harsh to hear, she didn't want to be indifferent here.

What others say, how can she control it.

When the two people in front of them were air, and when they crossed by their sides, Yan Yan's voice sounded in their ears again, and the voice was obviously a little heavier, "For so many years, Miss Yang has never thought about who donated the bone marrow to your mother?" ”

Yang Zimo stood up instantly, as if he had lost his sense of pain, and turned to look at the two cold backs.

"What do you mean?"

Yan Yan was silent, and her expression became solemn, and then she responded with the clatter of high heels colliding with the ground, all at once, sharp and piercing.

How long did she stand there, how did she come to the bathroom, Yang Zimo had no impression, Yan Yan's words kept echoing in her mind, her face was pale in the mirror, she was standing with her hands barely supporting the washstand, her eyelids were heavy for a moment, and her body leaned down.

The hall is bustling.

"Where's Zi Mo?" Tang Xiaoxiao walked over and looked around but didn't see Yang Zimo.

"She's gone to the bathroom," Jiang Yi peeled away from the bustle, glanced at the time, and her expression instantly became bad, "No, no, it's been half an hour, why haven't you come back yet." ”

Jiang Yi suddenly thought that Zi Mo didn't look comfortable before leaving, and thought about it, "Nothing will happen, right?" She had an ominous expectation, regretting that she didn't go with her at that time, and hurriedly pulled Tang Xiaoxiao and said hurriedly: "Let's hurry over!" ”

The word "accident" came into Su Muyang's ears with extreme sensitivity, and his face was expressionless, but after hearing Jiang Yi's words, his eyebrows were visibly frowned.

He didn't want to come on this occasion today, but when Xiao Hanyu learned that Zi Mo was coming, he left his work and hurried over.

I didn't expect to hear such news as soon as I came.

Why did it happen? What's wrong? Are there any injuries? How about now? ……

Countless questions were eagerly answered.

"Where is she now?"

Su Muyang was already tall and cold, coupled with the frighteningly cold tone at the moment, Jiang Yi's voice trembled, "Ying...... Should be in a nearby bathroom. ”

The moment she fell, Yang Zimo felt that someone was supporting her behind her, and she lay in that person's arms, greedy for the long-lost warmth.

The sealed memories were screened on the hospital bed one by one, and she seemed to experience it again, ruthlessly uncovering the scars again.