That night, she basically didn't sleep much.

As soon as you close your eyes, it's him.

I dreamed that Lord Li died.

I dreamed that I attended Lord Li's funeral, and at the funeral, a group of people pointed their fingers at the tip of her nose and scolded her in the meanest words.

"You vixen, you pest! If you want to kill everyone in the Li family, you will be a broom star! ”

With a pair of vicious eyes, a sharp scolding, a piercing voice, and a heartfelt word, she had no way to retreat, nowhere to escape, and was forced to the desperate shore by the crowd.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes, cold sweat running down her forehead, and she felt like she was soaking in cold water.

She gasped desperately, only to realize that it had been a nightmare.

Oh, it's not a nightmare, it's actually a reappearance of Old Man Li's funeral.

Over the years, those terrible pasts have been like a nightmare that can never be shaken off.

Splitting headaches.

In the confusion of her vision, a figure walked over, and the warm palm was placed on her forehead.

"It's so hot, you're having a fever, hold on a little longer, I'll take you to the hospital!"

Ye Huan looked up vaguely and looked at the man who carried her down the stairs.

Is it Lord Li?

"You don't have to worry about me, let me die of illness, anyway, none of your Li family likes me!"

She muttered as she reached out to push him away.

But she had no strength at all, and her outstretched hand fell halfway up.

"Is the car ready?"

"Ready, it's only four o'clock in the morning, do you want to wait until dawn to go?"

"No, I'll go right now!"

"Okay!"

From time to time, there are some conversational voices.

She fell into a half-asleep state again, and could hear someone talking, but her eyelids were very heavy and she couldn't open them.

"Lord Li, I hate you, I hate you so much, but I still can't bear to let you die. I hope you can forgive me, it's not that I don't love you, I just want everyone to be a little better. I don't want to see you marry Li Ruoxin, I don't want to ...... at all."

The car sped in the direction of the hospital in the darkness of the night.

He Ziting lowered his head and saw that the little woman in his arms was abnormally flushed, and she kept talking nonsense.

Her little head snuggled into her arms, all the while mistaking him for Lord Li.

His face was pale......

I don't know how long this coma lasted.

As if she had stopped in the darkness for a long time, she jerked out of the darkness, and when she woke up again, she found that she was not at home.

A snow-white world in sight......

"Lord Li?"

She still remembered the last moment of her memory, it was Lord Li who carried her in.

"Are you awake?"

A familiar voice came, and she turned her head to see He Ziting walking in from outside.

Ye Huanyan looked at him in a daze, trying to recall his previous experience, and was about to sit up.

He Ziting hurriedly stepped forward to stop her, "Don't move!" You had a cold and are now in the hospital. ”

Only then did she realize that she had a fever pastel on her forehead, and a hanging bottle on her arm was being infusion.

"You brought me to the hospital?" She reached out and stroked her forehead.

"Yes, you had a fever last night, and it was bad. Talking nonsense all the time! The doctor said that you are relatively weak, but a small cold has caused other inflammations, and you may need to stay in the hospital for a few days. ”

She smiled bitterly, not Lord Li, hehe, why did she still think about him in her dreams.