When she said the words "Yi Jinli", there was an almost imperceptible stiffness in his body.

"Do you hate Yi Jinli?" he murmured.

She seemed to be sighing, "That's right. Who in Shencheng doesn't know him? In my car accident, the person who died was Yi Jinli's fiancée at the time, Hao Meiyu. His fiancée died, so my fate will naturally not be the same. Well, as many people want to curry favor with him, maybe there will be as many people who try to hurt me."

After a pause, she seemed to be laughing at herself, "Sometimes, I even wonder, if the person who was in the car accident with me was not Hao Meiyu, would I have been able to win the lawsuit? Wouldn't I have been able to sit in the car for three years? Years in prison, going through that.”

She was not angry or angry, but her slight self-deprecation now made him feel even more heart-wrenching and guilty.

Perhaps half of her pain was due to him.

He squatted in front of her, staring at her intently through his thick bangs, "If I had known that you would suffer so much, then I would have protected you three years ago."

This sentence has nothing to do with games, but is something that comes from the heart.

If back then, he had not allowed others to please him, if back then, he had been willing to give her justice, then... she would not have been imprisoned for these three years, let alone suffer this kind of injury.

"I know you have this intention, okay, let's not talk about such things." Ling Yiran smiled and raised his hand to rub his black hair.

It seems that lately, she has been doing this action more and more frequently.

Qin Lianyi came back after getting the medicine and said to the two of them, "Now I will go to the underground parking garage to get the car, and then Ajin, you can help me to wait for my car at the main entrance."

"Okay." Yi Jinli responded.

Qin Lianyi hurriedly left to pick up the car. Ling Yiran was about to let the people beside him help him stand up, but she saw his slender body dwarfed in front of her.

She saw him squatting on his knees with his back to her.

"Ajin, what are you doing?" Ling Yiran asked.

"Sister, I'll carry you on my back," he said. "Your feet will still hurt if I hold you while walking. It's better for me to carry you on my back."

"But......"

"Sister, aren't you willing to let me carry it?" he asked.

"No." She denied hastily.

"Then just come up, sister. Do you want me to squat like this all the time?"

Hearing this, Ling Yiran bit his lip slightly and finally lay on Yi Jinli's back, wrapping his arms around his neck.

She didn't notice that when she put her hands around his neck, his expression changed slightly. Such a posture could be said to be giving her life to the other person's hands, and the other person could clearly hold him. A vital location like the neck.

Normally, he would never allow others to put their hands in such a place.

But...if the target is her...

There was a touch of tenderness in Yi Jinli's eyes that she had never noticed.

He carried her on his back and walked out of the emergency room and towards the main entrance of the hospital.

"I...am I very heavy?" Ling Yiran bit his lip slightly and asked, fearing that his weight would be too heavy and would cause a burden to the other person.
Chapter completed!