Yu Zhongxiao looked at the worried Ye Hehuan in the rearview mirror: "As I asked you just now, why did you suddenly come to Yunnan?"

"..." Ye Hehuan returned to his original silence, retracted and curled up on the edge of his seat.

"Does your family know that you are here?"

Like a competent elder, he began to cross-examine her: "Are there any classmates you know in Yunnan? Don't go out alone after eight o'clock in the evening."

Ye Hehuan raised his eyelids and said lazily: "Will the group be able to come out?"

"..."

Yu Zhongxiao was choked by her, and then said firmly: "No matter how many people there are, they are not allowed to go out in the middle of the night."

"Then why don't you come out in the middle of the night?" Ye Hehuan thought about the woman who held his arm just now: "You are just a state official setting fire to the people and not allowing the people to light the lamps."

"How old are you and how old am I? When I was your age -" He stopped talking.

"What were you doing at my age?"

Ye Hehuan leaned forward again, but heard him say "nothing" perfunctorily. She looked at the back of his neck. The collar of his black shirt was very stiff. In fact, the impression he left on her was that he was meticulous, serious, and old-fashioned.

After a while, he spoke again: "Anyway, girls should stay at home at night and don't go to any messy places."

"Then what kind of place is a mess? Is it the club my uncle was going to just now?" she asked shamelessly.

Yu Zhongxiao was suddenly speechless at this child who was pretending to be stupid. He turned to look in the rearview mirror and caught her twinkling eyes. He also noticed that her eyes were red and swollen: "That's because of work needs."

Ye Hehuan didn't expect that he would explain to her, and she stopped talking back to him because she was so close that she could even smell the faint smell of cigarette smoke on his body.

"Uncle, does that girl like you just now?" She started another topic.

Yu Zhongxiao did not answer.

She sat back, rubbed her belly, and whispered softly: "You are quite beautiful, but your personality seems to be very strong. I'm afraid she will suppress you."

"Why do you suddenly have a stomachache again?" he asked suddenly.

Ye Hehuan was stunned for a moment. When he mentioned it, he felt a dull pain in his right abdomen again: "Maybe it's because I was full. Just now, I bought a big sweet potato."

As she spoke, she made a size gesture with her hands.

Seeing that Yu Zhongxiao didn't speak anymore, Ye Hehuan looked at his right hand and remembered the injury on his left shoulder: "Uncle, has the wound on your shoulder healed?"

"Um."

His monotonous response made her lose interest in talking, and she leaned her head against the car window. Thinking of Yan Yu, she couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic for the Spring and Autumn Period.

…

When she arrived at the hospital and got out of the car, Ye Hehuan's cell phone rang. She looked at it and saw that it was Yan Yu's number.

She hung up immediately and turned off her phone.

Yu Zhongxiao registered in front, and Ye Hehuan sat on a chair in the corridor, raising his head and looking at his back. His clothes were more stable, and his words and deeds were more reassuring. He was the one who accompanied him both times.

The hospital she came to...she smacked her lips, she was really a good person, a rare good person.

Thinking of his family, it is not surprising that he would grow up to be a good young man.

Yu Zhongxiao registered his number and came over with the order: "Can you still get up and go?"

Ye Hehuan thought that it was not easy for him. Not only did he delay his work, but he also had to deal with himself, so he cooperated obediently and followed him to the second floor.

…

The hospital conducted some examinations on Ye Hehuan and finally concluded that chronic appendicitis had turned into acute appendicitis.

"My suggestion is to have an appendectomy."

Ever since she was a child, Ye Hehuan had never been on the operating table. Even if it was a minor operation, she was so frightened that her tears couldn't stop falling.

Not just fear, but also confusion and helplessness.

Yu Zhongxiao stood behind her, was silent for a few seconds and then asked the doctor: "Do I have to have surgery?"

"I see that she is in severe pain. Instead of having it over and over again in the future, it is better to have an operation as soon as possible. If you agree, I will arrange the operation immediately," the doctor said.

Ye Hehuan raised his head and looked at Yu Zhongxiao, the man who was by his side and could barely be considered a parent.

Yu Zhongxiao glanced at her sideways and said to the doctor: "Move."

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Ye Hehuan was lying on the operating table, and the shadowless lamp was turned on. The light made her unable to open her eyes, but her fingers tightly grasped the tablecloth under her body.

The chief surgeon was a woman in her early thirties. In order to relieve the patient's nervousness, he took the initiative to chat with her.

"Is it your brother who came with you? Where are your parents? Why didn't you come with them?"

When Ye Hehuan saw a nurse picking up a syringe, her body stiffened, her eye circles became red again, and her voice was choked: "My parents are busy at work and are on a business trip out of town. My uncle is accompanying me..."

She followed the same rhetoric she used at the hospital last time.

When the anesthetic was injected into the body, Ye Hehuan's painful facial features wrinkled together. With his last shred of consciousness, he suddenly asked the doctor next to him: "Where is my uncle?"

"Waiting outside." The nurse wearing a mask said, "I just signed the consent form for the surgery. Is my name Yu Zhongxiao right?"

Ye Hehuan groaned, tilted his head, and fell asleep completely.

…

Although appendicitis was a minor operation, after anesthesia, Ye Hehuan still woke up from the pain.

Just now, she had a dream. In the dream, she, Han Minjing and Ye Zanwen were happily watching TV in the living room. Han Minjing was leaning on Ye Zanwen's arms, and she was lying on the coffee table doing her homework. Without Yin Lian, she was also

There is no Ye Jingyu.

But when she opened her eyes, what she saw was a white wall that was incompatible with the picture in her dream.

Apart from her, there was no one else in the single ward.

Ye Hehuan lifted up her clothes and saw the gauze on the right side of her abdomen. She felt a sharp pain and a dry mouth. There was no hot water bottle in the room. She lifted the quilt, carefully went to bed, and took a hospital-specific enamel cup.

, I want to be shameless and ask the nurse for water.

As soon as he turned around, the door of the ward was pushed open from the outside. Ye Hehuan turned his head and saw Yu Zhongxiao coming in. For a moment, he forgot what he was going to do.

He was still wearing the same clothes as yesterday, and he was carrying a water bottle and a bag of breakfast.

When Yu Zhongxiao saw Ye Hehuan jumping on the bed, he was slightly stunned, and then immediately said: "Why don't you rest on the bed?"

"My mouth is a little thirsty."

She was wearing a large blue hospital gown with vertical stripes, holding an enamel cup, with her hair disheveled, and licked her dry lips, looking pitiful and a bit wretched.

Yu Zhongxiao asked her to lie back, and she immediately put down the cup, covered her wound and slowly crawled back into the quilt.

"Uncle, are you here with me?" She leaned against the pillow, her eyes locked on his body.

Yu Zhongxiao said 'hmm' lightly and put the breakfast on the front table. He washed the enamel cup twice with hot water and made sure it was clean before pouring her water.

"The doctor said that after the operation, we should eat light and easy-to-digest food, so I bought millet porridge." He took off his coat and rolled up the cuffs of his shirt to his elbows, revealing a strong wheat-colored forearm.

Ye Hehuan listened to his patient explanation and watched him take out a disposable lunch box from the bag.

The morning sun shone through, outlining his deep and straight face. The tall bridge of his nose cast a shadow on the other half of his face. Green stubble appeared on his chin. During his movements, she smelled if

There was a vague smell of tobacco, and I suddenly felt unusually warm.

Seeing him carefully stirring the porridge with a spoon, her eyes became sore and tears came out unsatisfactorily.

Yu Zhongxiao heard a slight sob and raised his head. What he saw was a small face full of tears. He had never been able to deal with this kind of situation. He was just a child. He put down the spoon and touched her forehead with his left hand.

He had a fever. Seeing that she was crying out of breath, he asked: "What's wrong? Does the wound hurt?"

Ye Hehuan shook his head desperately, but he cried louder and louder, as if he was trying to vent his trapped emotions.

Yu Zhongxiao turned around to go find the doctor, but she reached out and grabbed his sleeve. He lowered his head and heard her say: "Uncle, I'm lovelorn."

"..."

Yu Zhongxiao was surprised for a few seconds, but he didn't know what to say and couldn't laugh or cry.

In this case, even calling in the political commissar who specializes in ideological work in the army is useless.

It was a pity that the little girl was crying extremely sadly and still held his hand tightly. Yu Zhongxiao couldn't pull it away and had to stand motionless.

"I thought you didn't care about me and left alone..."

"No, seeing as you're still asleep, I went out to buy something." He explained in a softer voice subconsciously, for fear of making her cry harder.

"Uncle, can I pay you the medical expenses next time? I don't have any money now."

"...No need to pay it back."

Ye Hehuan cried for a while and then stopped. He let go of Yu Zhongxiao's hand and stroked his bangs with some embarrassment. Yu Zhongxiao's expression remained as usual. He handed her the enamel cup of cold water and took it for himself*

Wei's coat, explaining where to go: "I'm going downstairs to buy some fruit."

After saying that, he left the ward.

Looking at the closed door, Ye Hehuan pursed his lips, knowing in his heart that he was actually buying fruit to give her enough personal space to calm down her mood.

Ye Hehuan took out his mobile phone from the pocket of his down jacket, turned it on, and immediately received many missed calls and text messages.
To be continued...