She said lightly, and then put the handkerchief in the basin.

Lin Li stepped aside with interest.

At this time, Xia Jingshu grabbed Lin Li's sleeve, gave her a color, and motioned for her to go out first, and she herself let Sister-in-law Yang push her out of this ward.

"I'll go see the tide." Xia Jingshu said to her son on the hospital bed.

As a mother, she knows what her son wants, and she also hopes that her son can remarry He Xiyan as soon as possible. In this way, her granddaughter has a complete home, and she also hopes to hold her grandchild.

She doesn't care who her son marries him, as long as her son likes it, she agrees, but she knows that her son only has He Xiyan in his heart. And she just wants her son to get married early.

After Xia Jingshu went out, there was only one husband and wife left in the ward.

He Xiyan wrung out a handkerchief, then turned around and walked to the hospital bed.

In the white light, her figure was dragged for a long time, and she paused in front of the bed, her watery eyes blinking constantly, as if she hesitated about something, but finally she slowly bent down, and then gently put the handkerchief on his face, which was no longer young.

When his face touched the veil, Ye Hao blinked his eyes several times, and under the light, the amber eyes were as bright and deep as a topaz.

After a while, there seemed to be some moisture in his eyes, and he watched her figure blur.

"Thank you, Yan Yan." Ye Hao's voice was very deep, but there was some excitement in that tone.

He Xiyan pursed his thin lips lightly, did not reply, just gently wiped his face.

"Old!" She said in her heart, not making a sound.

It had been a long, long time since she had seen his face up close, and it was only today that she noticed that there were so many fine lines at the corners of his eyes.

Up close, you can still see the traces left on his face by the years.

Also, not to mention her, she has paid so much attention to skin care over the years, used the most high-end skin care products, and occasionally took care of the beauty salon, and she also has fine lines at the corners of her eyes.

They are all old.

He Xiyan changed to another handkerchief.

When she walked to the bed again, she lifted the quilt with her hands.

Then she gently put her hand on his chest, unbuttoned one button, then another, and when it was the third, her eyes suddenly widened. Because her hand has been held tightly by the man.

"Ye Hao......" He Xiyan was stunned for a moment, staring at his face that seemed to be smiling.

Ye Hao pursed the corners of his good-looking mouth, and the upward arc was just right, making him smile elegantly and sweetly.

"Yan Yan, I ......"

"Don't speak." Ye Hao wanted to say something, but was interrupted by He Xiyan, and at this moment her heartbeat sped up a little, she didn't even know that there was already a faint flush on her face.

"Wipe yourself down so you can sleep more comfortably." He Xiyan said in a deep voice.

In fact, she didn't know why she was doing this, after all, nurses can do it.

But at this time, she volunteered to take care of him.

Maybe it's because he was so badly injured for himself. Han Xue's target was herself, she thought that if she was the one who was shot, according to the position where the bullet flew at that time, she would be shot in the head, and there was no doubt that she would die on the spot. Ye Hao was 28CM taller than her, so the bullet hit him in the back.

Soon, He Xiyan took off his shirt, the blue hospital gown, which was very loose on him.