Chapter 53 We are not serious people, what serious things are we talking about
The bedroom in the villa is brightly lit.
But no matter how bright the light is, it can't dispel the depression and chill that permeates the air.
"How is it?" Feng Yan glanced over with a cold gaze.
Shen Jingshan said "Hey" for the third time, "She...is fine."
No fever.
The heart is also normal.
The internal organs cannot be healthy unless they are healthy.
In the end, Shen Jingshan could only say: "Maybe, she just fell asleep?"
"Maybe?" Feng Yan gritted his teeth and said, "You are a doctor, how can you use the word maybe?"
"I..." Shen Jingshan was also surprised.
But there really is nothing wrong with this girl.
Even if he continued to wake up, he really couldn't find the cause of his illness.
"Get out." Feng Yan waved his hand impatiently.
Shen Jingshan was afraid that he would get angry, so he could only retreat quietly.
In the bedroom.
Feng Yan slowly sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the lifeless woman on the bed.
Her face was pale, her lips were dry and withered, her body was cold, and there was no abnormality in her facial features.
But she doesn't wake up.
At this time, shouldn't she be pestering him?
Or follow him and open and shut his mouth to make him say he loves her?
"Ye Lai, wake up." Feng Yan didn't notice that his throat was dry.
But she didn't respond.
Her soaked clothes have been changed and her hair has been dried.
While blow-drying her hair, Feng Yan noticed a scar on the back of her head, probably from surgery.
No wonder she acts like a fool, it turns out she really has a disease in her head.
Feng Yan narrowed his eyes, and unexpectedly held her hand, rubbed it, and murmured: "You wake up, let's talk, I'll wait for you."
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That night, Feng Yan couldn't sleep at all.
He was either in the study, in front of the wine cabinet, or calling a famous doctor to ask Ye Lai what was going on.
But without exception, no one has given a formal solution.
Feng Yan only replied angrily: "It's all for eating shit."
After hanging up the phone, he suddenly looked at the two little ducks lying in the corner, "Hey, you two."
The little ducks clinging to each other were lightly kicked by the man's leather shoes, woke up, and stared at the tall figure in confusion.
"Go, go up and wake her up."
But the two little ducks showed no reaction and remained confused.
It wasn't until the twelve o'clock bell rang that Feng Yan was shocked and came back to his senses.
He touched his forehead.
He thought he must have a fever, that's why he did such a stupid thing, actually giving orders to two ducks?
Later in the night.
Feng Yan finally returned to the bedroom, quietly lifted the quilt and lay down in it.
He was sleepy.
The figure that used to pounce on him as soon as he lay down has stopped moving.
In the darkness, Feng Yan's hoarse and soft voice came:
"Ye Lai, how about you make a condition?"
"What do you need to wake up?"
"If it's not too much, I can consider it."
Feng Yan turned sideways, while Ye Lai was lying on his back.
He knew she wasn't asleep, but couldn't find the reason.
Shen Jingshan's medical skills are very good. He said that if he couldn't find the cause, it would be useless to go to ordinary hospitals.
He could only wait and see if Ye Lai would wake up tomorrow.
If you don't wake up...
Unknowingly, Feng Yan fell asleep like that. His brows were still furrowed until he fell asleep.
He is not happy.
Even God seemed to sense it, so the rain didn't stop all night.
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Morning.
Feng Yan closed his eyes and rolled over. The result of his hangover was a splitting headache.
He was a little out of breath, as if something was pressing on him.
He said irritably: "Get out of here."
"I don't……"
"Ye Lai, you have..."
Before he finished the word, Feng Yan's eyes suddenly opened and he quickly looked to his side.
Ye Lai, who had looked like a dead person last night, was now hugging his waist, no less sticky than before yesterday.
He was stunned.
Ye Lai looked at him pitifully, "Feng Yan, I'm dreaming again."
"I dreamed about cutting you down."
"It scared me to death. I thought you were not dead."
"I cut you a few more times before you died."
"You are really a bit stubborn." Ye Lai sighed.
Feng Yan: "..."
Still the familiar tone, still the same words that deserve a beating.
Everything proves that Ye Lai, who seemed dead last night, is okay.
She's okay.
Feng Yan sat up, and Ye Lai could only move accordingly.
They looked at each other and remained silent.
A few seconds later, Ye Lai raised his arms with difficulty and hugged him gently, like an abandoned puppy returning to its owner's arms.
This time, Feng Yan did not push her away.
He just closed his eyes and suppressed the sigh in his heart.
"Ye Lai, are you a fool?"
The woman's voice was lazier than usual, "What's wrong with me?"
"It's raining so hard, why are you standing outside?"
"You are going to kill me..." She felt aggrieved.
Don't think she doesn't know about the people hiding nearby and the weapons in their hands.
Feng Yan explained in a strange way: "I don't have it."
"You don't, but why don't you?" Ye Lai raised his face and hooked his neck with his hands, "Do you like me?"
"Feng Yan, I saw your eyes are red."
"That's because of drinking."
"I saw you were angry."
"That's because of Jiang Yi."
"I also saw you coming to me in a hurry."
"I'm afraid I will be implicated if you die."
"Snapped!"
She gently slapped Feng Yan on the cheek, and she said calmly: "You are stubborn."
Feng Yan: "..."
Do you dare to hit him?
Feng Yan gritted his teeth and said, "Get away."
"I don't..." She started acting coquettishly again.
He took a deep breath and couldn't tell what was worrying him. Maybe it was because she was so scary last night.
Feng Yan said a few words without warning: "Ye Lai, if you still want to be by my side, you have to cut off all contact with Jiang Yi. I will let you do the rest, but this is my bottom line."
Ye Lai blinked and remained silent for a long time: "I won't touch the bottom line, but I will touch you, okay?"
"I'm talking to you about something serious!" Feng Yan growled.
Ye Lai shook his head in annoyance: "Oh, neither of us are serious people, how can we talk about serious things?"
"..."
"Feng Yan?"
"Hey, where are you going?"
He was pissed off again.
Ye Lai had no choice but to follow him downstairs, feeling dizzy and dizzy, as if he had stepped on cotton.
When Feng Yan put something on the table, he looked at her coldly: "Would you like to eat?"
Ye Lai sniffed the smell from a distance: "What is this?"
"Donkey meat."
Ye Lai's little face was stern and his eyes were full of resistance: "I won't eat it!"
Feng Yan raised his eyebrows.
"I'm allergic to donkeys."
Feng Yan: "..."
Ye Lai could no longer stand and slowly sat down holding on to the handrail of the stairs.
The woman's voice was soft and light, a bit sickly: "When I was very young, I always saw doctors touching the ears of little rabbits. They explained that the ears are just for pulling. Until one time I was in a shed.
A donkey arrived..."
"I will probably never forget its kicking skills in this life..."
Feng Yan thought of the scar on the back of her head: "...were you kicked in the head by a donkey?"
[The author has something to say]
Feng Yan: Call that donkey out, I want to reward it.