The contract is dangerous, and Shan Shao loves unrestrainedly

Lele slept curled up into a small ball, Jiao Yuqing stretched her little arms and legs very gently, pulled the quilt over and covered her, and never looked at Shan Lingchen again from the beginning to the end.

In the light, her long hair hangs down, her side face is as soft as a cloud, but apart from being thin, she is still thin, and there are more traces left by the honing of life on her delicate face.

Shan Lingchen's heart seemed to be stuffed with a ball of swollen cotton, and his cold brows and eyes softened.

"What? Are you unhappy seeing me?"

When Shan Lingchen saw Jiao Yuqing's haggard and pale face, he was still gentle before, but when he saw himself, he frowned, and there was a faint sadness on his face.

Not as happy as before.

Shan Lingchen recalled her voice and smile when she was gentle with Zheng Zehan, frowned, and said in a cold tone: "Want to meet the lover of your dreams?"

After coaxing Lele to sleep, the aura on the man's body was like thorns, and Lele was beside her. She didn't want to make a noise, so she lowered her eyebrows: "Is there anything else?"

Shan Lingchen looked at her indifferent expression, walked over, stretched out his finger, and stroked Lele's face, he looked at Lele, not Jiao Yu.

Shan Lingchen's voice is low, most of the time he is very cold to his own voice, although it is cold, it is magnetic: "You should not think of other men when you are by my side."

Jiao Yuqing was already accustomed to his domineering, and seeing Shan Lingchen's cold eyes and grim brows, he didn't seem to want to have a good talk with her.

She didn't bother to waste any more words, grabbed the quilt next to Lele, turned over, and turned her back to Shan Lingchen, leaving only the back of Shan Lingchen's head.

Shan Lingchen was ignored again.

She has always ignored her, but she can keep that man in her heart, thinking, her indifference today must have something to do with Zheng Zehan's arrival.

Thinking of this, Shan Lingchen pursed his thin lips, strode over, lifted Jiao Yuqing's quilt, stretched out his hand to pinch her chin, and forced her to turn her head to look at him: "Speak."

The man's voice was already full of anger, rolling out of his chest like thunder.

"I see, can you go out? You're going to wake up Lele..."

Just now, Shan Lingchen made a big move, but he didn't notice that Lele on the side moved his body, his small face wrinkled, and he looked like he was about to wake up.

Jiao Yuqing hurriedly patted her while humming a song, her movements were gentle, gradually Lele's frown also loosened.

Shan Lingchen took a look at her, then turned and walked out. In the dark night outside, he took a deep breath, and he would never admit that the flashing feeling in his heart was distressed.

Jiao Yuqing lay on the bed after Shan Lingchen walked out of the ward, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

The pain in her waist was severe, thinking that she had to go to work tomorrow, she forced herself to close her eyes to get sleepy, but the pain in her waist was like a snake, spreading and wrapping around her whole body.

Lele was sleeping beside her. She didn't want to wake her up, so she had to suppress it desperately. As long as Lele was by her side, she pressed her forehead to Lele's.

As long as there is Lele, she can bear any pain.

Jiao Yuqing's temples were throbbing with strange pain and stimulation, she clenched her teeth, and her consciousness was a little blurred from the pain.

Shan Lingchen finished his work and returned to his room in the middle of the night.

At a glance, I saw the person curled up beside the bed, desperately suppressing himself, his body trembling uncontrollably, and the thin butterfly bones protruding deeply.

"Jiao Yuqing!"

Shan Lingchen's heart suddenly rose, and he rushed in front of her quickly. Jiao Yuqing's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and she bit her lower lip tightly, her face was as pale as paper.

"Ze... Zehan..."

Jiao Yuqing was half awake in pain, looking at Shan Lingchen with slack eyes, the handsome silhouette of the man was blurred in the dizzy vision, but it turned out to be gentle from the look between his brows and eyes.

Such a gentle expression could only be Zheng Zehan.

Shan Lingchen looked at the ravings she spat out in a daze, but the simple words seemed colder than the cold wind, making the blood in Shan Lingchen's whole body cold.

It's that man again!

An incomparably cold smile appeared on her thin lips, but Jiao Yuqing ignorantly yelled, and tilted her head heavily.

Shan Lingchen was startled, and patted her face, but there was no response, she had already passed out from the pain, the man frowned, and frantically rang the bell.

Even though he was pretending to be calm, he still couldn't hide his anger, and reprimanded the doctor who rushed in:

"Are you blind? She's in such pain, can't you see it!"

The doctor wiped his sweat obsequiously, and carefully stepped forward to check Jiao Yuqing. Lele also woke up from the dream. Seeing so many people surrounding Jiao Yuqing, she flattened her mouth and said, "Mom—what's wrong with Mom! What are you doing!"

Shan Lingchen walked over and picked up the child.

Lele grabbed his collar and pointed at the doctors suspiciously, with a look of crying on her face: "Dad, what are they going to do, mom... what's wrong with mom?"

The little guy was very anxious. She knew those doctors in white coats. When she saw them, she subconsciously felt that there was nothing good. Tears welled up in her eyes.

"Mom is fine, let's go out and wait for Mom."

Shan Lingchen walked out of the ward holding Lele with one hand, leaving the doctors to examine Jiao Yuqing carefully.

"Dad, I... I'm so scared."

There were teardrops in the corners of Lele's eyes, and the big eyes were full of anxiety. Shan Lingchen patted her hands, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and comforted her softly: "It's okay, don't be afraid, Dad is here."

Holding the child in her arms tighter, Lele was trembling.

The man didn't say a word, but frowned, why would she rather be in pain than call herself.

He was clearly outside.

A moment later, the doctor also came out anxiously, and as soon as he went out, facing Shan Lingchen's icy face, he took a step back: "Shan, Mr. Shan."

The man sitting there had extremely dark and dark eyes, but his skin was cold and white. Looking at it like this, people felt a sense of fear and coldness for no reason. The doctor had just forgotten half of the speech he had prepared. stuttering:
"Mr. Shan, Ms. Jiao is fine, we..."

He took a breath with difficulty, and continued to speak calmly: "We have already given her painkillers, and the patient will easily have such a reaction after the injury. At first, he didn't feel anything, and he felt pain in the later stage. Tolerate."

The man remained silent, with a cold expression on his face. The doctor's forehead was dripping with sweat, and he didn't know what to say, so the man's expression eased.