My cool female president

For some reason, seeing Zhang Yang's anxious look, Liu Yunyun felt happy from the bottom of her heart.

"Dad, please go out for a while, Zhang Yang and I have something to say in private." Since Liu Wushuang already knew about Zhang Yang's relationship with him, there was no need to hide it.

Liu Wushuang sighed helplessly, then glanced at Zhang Yang, and left the intensive care unit.

After Liu Wushuang left, Liu Yunyun smiled directly: "Yangyang, what's wrong with you, you seem to be haggard a lot?"

"Is there?" Zhang Yang touched his face, but didn't feel any discomfort.

"Of course there is, there is no mirror here, otherwise you will know it yourself." Zhang Yang's face was extremely haggard, as if he had aged several years.

Zhang Yang scratched the back of his head: "Maybe I'm worried about you."

Zhang Yang can stop worrying about what happened yesterday afternoon. More than ten hours have passed since he was sent to the hospital.

Zhang Yang has been sitting on pins and needles for more than ten hours.

"Yunyun, why are you so stupid." Zhang Yang still remembered that time when Liu Yunyun blocked him.

"I... I did it out of instinct." Liu Yunyun looked at Zhang Yang's leg, and then looked at Zhang Yang, "If I were you at that time, if you were me, would you block that blow for me?"

"Of course I will." Zhang Yang replied without the slightest hesitation.

Zhang Yang's words did not contain any elements of deceit, they were all sincere words. If Liu Yunyun was in danger, Zhang Yang would not sit idly by anyway.

"That's it." Liu Yunyun's pale face smiled like a flower: "So don't talk about me."

"Fool." Zhang Yang looked at the smiling Liu Yunyun affectionately, "This is for you."

Zhang Yang took out the flowers in his hand, a bunch of red roses appeared in front of Liu Yunyun, Liu Yunyun was overjoyed.

"Wow, did you give this to me?" Liu Yunyun's eyes lit up, a little surprised.

"Yeah." Zhang Yang nodded solemnly. It stands to reason that Liu Yunyun is in the hospital, and it is not suitable to send roses when visiting patients, but Liu Yunyun is his girlfriend, and her girlfriend is in hospital, so there is nothing wrong with sending roses.

"Do you like it?" Zhang Yang asked Liu Yunyun with a smile in his eyes.

"I like it!" The smile on Liu Yunyun's face has already answered Zhang Yang's question very well.

"As long as you like it, as long as you like it." Zhang Yang repeated it twice.

Immediately stroking Liu Yunyun's beautiful hair: "You know how nervous I was when the doctor said that your wound was less than one centimeter away from your heart."

"I'm afraid that the doctor will say something worse." Zhang Yang and Liu Yunyun looked at each other and confessed their true feelings while sitting by the bed.

"Pfft." Liu Yunyun smiled into a crescent moon, "I'm fine."

Zhang Yang wanted to say something, but Liu Yunyun covered her mouth: "Don't talk, kiss me."

I saw Liu Yunyun looking at Zhang Yang affectionately, Zhang Yang didn't hesitate, and lowered his head to kiss Liu Yunyun on the mouth.

Liu Yunyun can't move at will, any movement will involve the wound, and now Liu Yunyun is still very weak.

Zhang Yang didn't intend to take advantage of it, and he immediately helped Liu Yunyun cover the quilt, and said: "The doctor said that your wound is still not healed, you need to rest for a while."

The last time Zhang Yang was stabbed by Cao Chao, it took a long time to heal. As long as he didn't move that spot, Zhang Yang wouldn't feel any pain.

As the saying goes, it takes a hundred days to hurt a muscle and a bone, but Liu Yunyun was still hit by a bullet, and it won't heal after dozens of days.

"Are you leaving?" Liu Yunyun looked up at Zhang Yang.

"It's early in the morning, and it's getting late. Besides, you're still weak and need a good night's sleep. I'll come back during the day." Zhang Yang couldn't laugh or cry, because Liu Yunyun was so worried about leaving.

After hearing what Zhang Yang said, Liu Yunyun felt relieved, and suddenly thought of something, and asked Zhang Yang anxiously: "It's over, it's over, then when my wound is healed, do I need to leave a scar?"

Zhang Yang almost laughed out loud, and teased Liu Yunyun: "It's okay, I have a scar on my right chest, and you have a scar on your left chest, let's complement each other." "

"You have a scar on your right chest?" Liu Yunyun asked Zhang Yang.

"That's right." Zhang Yang nodded, and lifted up his shirt. The wound on his stomach had begun to scar slowly. Apart from the wound on his stomach, there was also a scar on Zhang Yang's right chest.

The scar on the right chest was far more serious than the one on the stomach, and it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as shocking.

Because the scar is a full two to three centimeters long, but fortunately it has already formed a scar, so it is not difficult to imagine what it looked like before the scar formed.

"Yangyang, what's going on with you, is it still hurting?" Liu Yunyun caressed the scar on Zhang Yang's right chest and said distressedly.

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Zhang Yang put down his clothes.

Speaking of this scar, it has been a few years, almost two years, and Yu Fei hadn't left Zhang Yang at that time.

At that time, the two had just arrived in Huacheng and were struggling. One night, a masked man sneaked into the rental house.

The masked man was still holding a knife in his hand. At that time, the knife in the masked man's hand directly pierced Zhang Yang's chest. Fortunately, he didn't hurt any vital parts, but left a shocking scar on Zhang Yang's chest.

Until now, Zhang Yang didn't understand who the masked man was, why he wanted to assassinate him, and whether the sniper yesterday afternoon had something to do with the masked man back then.

In the end who wanted his life, Zhang Yang wanted to find out that the matter was not as simple as he thought.

Exactly who wants his own life so much, Zhang Yang has been working diligently for the past few years and has never offended anyone.

"Yangyang, what are you thinking?" Seeing that Zhang Yang was in a daze, Liu Yunyun looked at Zhang Yang and asked.

"Oh, it's nothing, it's nothing." Zhang Yang quickly shook his head. Liu Yunyun didn't know about these things, so don't tell Liu Yunyun, so as not to cause Liu Yunyun unnecessary worries.

"Yunyun, take a good rest, I'm going back first." Zhang Yang saw that it was getting late, so he didn't disturb Liu Yunyun's rest time.

As soon as Zhang Yang closed the door of the ward, Liu Wushuang came over: "Wait."

"Uncle Liu, what's the matter?" Zhang Yang said modestly to Liu Wushuang who was walking towards him.

"Come on, let's talk." Liu Wushuang led Zhang Yang to the chair in the hospital corridor, and the two sat down.

"Uncle Liu." Zhang Yang knew what Liu Wushuang wanted to say to him.

"Your name is Zhang Yang?" Liu Wushuang asked Zhang Yang's last name.

"My surname is Zhang, and the single name is Yang." Zhang Yang gave his full name.

"When did you know Yunyun?" Liu Wushuang looked at Zhang Yang. From Liu Wushuang's eyes, Zhang Yang saw a strong sense of scrutiny.