He Xiyan's tone was indifferent, and after she finished speaking, she lowered her eyes, she was very tired and didn't want to explain anything to him. I don't want him to pester himself.

Mo Yixuan didn't leave, he smiled bitterly, and even carefully covered the quilt for her, and then moved a chair to sit on the edge of the bed.

He's so dead now, and there's no way she can kick him out anyway. As long as he can be by her side, whether she is indifferent to him or ignores her, he will always guard her.

And this is also a rare opportunity for him to take care of her and stay by her side, and even he believes that as long as they have time to get along, she can see his changes, and she will definitely leave Ye Hao and return to herself.

"Yan Yan, you take a rest first, and I'll call a doctor to come over for an examination later." Mo Yixuan said in a calm tone, knowing that she would ignore him, and he had no intention of leaving.

He Xiyan turned her face away, and at this time, no one saw the tangle and helplessness that flashed in her eyes.

In the middle of the night, Sister Li on the side had already fallen asleep on the accompanying bed, and He Xiyan was still hanging the water, it was already the last bottle, and in another hour, she ran out of medicine today, because of the medicine, she became very tired, a little dizzy, and a lot of cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

Mo Yixuan saw that she seemed to want to fall asleep, so he took the initiative to fetch a basin of water, and then found a towel, wrung it out, and gently placed it on her forehead to wipe away the sweat that appeared on her face from time to time.

When he rubbed the corner of her eye, the closed eyes suddenly opened.

He Xiyan trembled his eyelashes lightly, and looked at the man in front of him with a strange and helpless look, and a touch of elusive emotion flashed under his eyes.

She blinked her eyelashes a few more times, and after a while her eyes seemed to be out of her control, and even under the light, there were faint tears.

"What's wrong, isn't it uncomfortable?" Seeing that this was the case, Mo Yixuan quickly withdrew his hand and threw the towel into the basin, he didn't take much care of the patient, he only went there occasionally when his parents were sick, so he didn't know what to do.

He Xiyan shook his head at him, and there was still that helplessness in his eyes. In her impression, he is a man who never takes care of a woman, and even if they have been together for more than four years, he has never taken care of himself in the future, whether it is when she is not feeling well or in a bad mood.

She thought that maybe people were changing, or maybe she didn't know this man very well over the years. Or maybe now he is really in love with him, but this love came too late, and she doesn't need it anymore.

"Let's go." He Xiyan lowered her eyes again, her tone was still very light, but she could hear the helplessness and regret.

They really have no fate. Because when she loved him, he didn't love her, and now she doesn't love him, and she doesn't need his love.

Mo Yixuan just smiled faintly, he didn't mean to leave at all, he turned off the light in the ward, leaving only a small lamp at the head of the bed.

Compared to the indifference she had just now, she was at least willing to talk to him now, and he could see that she seemed to be crying because of herself.

Thinking of these changes, he was actually happy in his heart. As for her calling him to go, of course he won't go, his feet grow on him, and it's not up to him to decide whether he wants to go or stay.