Quick Wear: Host, are you playing here?

The bouquet of flowers was finally picked up by Yan Yue and put in a vase, adding a touch of early spring color to the ward.

Although Yan Yue didn't say anything, he was very happy in his heart. He was in a good mood for several days. When he was pushed into the operating room, he even had an extra flower with him. The flower that Hua Xia had placed on his lap was made into a dried flower and brought into the operating room.

The operation took longer than expected after a comprehensive examination, and even much longer. Outside the operating room, Xu Qing had a bad feeling in his heart and couldn't help thinking of all kinds of bad situations.

His brows were furrowed so tightly that they could pinch a mosquito to death. He paced back and forth in front of the operating room door. He turned his head and saw the woman sitting in the chair, concentrating on the game. He suddenly had a heart attack.

"Meng Zheng, aren't you worried at all?"

Hua Xia took the time to answer: "No."

Xu Qing once again began to doubt whether this person had any feelings for A Yue. How could she play games outside the operating room without being disturbed when the person she loved was in an unknown condition?

Just as Xu Qing was about to ask, a casual tone that only girls usually use sounded, with a hint of doubt: "Would you worry about a result that you already know?"

Xu Qing didn't understand: "What?"

Hua Xia replied casually, "Won't the operation definitely be successful?"

It was as if it was stating an established fact, moving the time bar to the end, in a calm and serious manner.

Xu Qing was stunned and speechless, muttering in his heart, "Are you God? Is God so sure?"

A slight beeping sound was heard behind me, the indicator light above the operating room went out, the door was opened, and a doctor in surgical gown walked out with his mask half removed.

He looked around, and before Xu Qing could come to his senses about how the operation ended so coincidentally, the person on the lounge chair just finished playing a game and stood up.

The figure passed by him and stopped in front of the doctor, and said in a straightforward voice: "Tell me."

The doctor nodded: "The situation is more complicated than expected. I don't know who injured Mr. Yan's legs. The method was cruel and special. He hit him repeatedly with hard objects many times. It was a means to prevent him from standing up again."

"I don't know, did you call the police at the time?"

"The internal condition of Mr. Yan's legs is very bad..."

Xu Qing listened, and felt disappointed. As expected, no one could be sure whether the operation would succeed or fail...

The next second, the doctor did not pause: "But the operation was successful...even more successful than expected..."

"…The necrotic tendon tissue actually regenerated... I can only say that God has blessed me. I can start rehabilitation training in a month. Although I can't recover to my original state, walking shouldn't be a problem."

Hua Xia glanced into the operating room and only heard the first half of what the doctor said. The hard object hit her repeatedly...

The doctor fulfilled his duties. The long operation time made him exhausted. He left after saying this, muttering softly: "This... is really a miracle..."

Xu Qing came back to his senses and his gaze fell on the pink-haired girl, the former Dark Night Assassin codenamed Zheng. Her pretty and lovely face was not stunning, but her eyes were as quiet as ever, like the vast universe where no sound could be heard.

Mysterious and dangerous.

There was no surprise at all, as if he had come from the future and already knew the ending.

illusion.

It's just a coincidence.

Yan Yue had a dream, a dream called the past, which dragged him into the endless abyss. When he was about to be swallowed by the darkness, he saw a small figure sitting at the gate of hell, asking him where he was going.

Yan Yue answered subconsciously that he was not going anywhere.

After waking up, he saw a magnified fair face in front of him, almond-shaped eyes staring at him, and white fingers were scratching his eyelashes.

The touch is magical.

"woke up?"

The face in the dream overlapped with the one at this moment, and the voice was just as nice. Yan Yue said in a hoarse voice: "Hmm."

The girl did not step away, she squinted her eyes and called him with a smile: "Yan Yue~"

Cats usually come closer.

Yan Yue couldn't remember anything about the surgery, so he replied in a deep voice, "Yeah."

Before my eyes, the moist and shiny lips opened and closed: "Please top up 648 for me~"

Yan Yue was not paying attention: "What is that?"

The phone screen was held up to his eyes: "Game skin, super nice looking!"

Although he didn't understand, at least he wasn't spending money on other men, nor did he ask other men for money. Yan Yue felt soft in his heart: "Okay."

It has been more than half a month since he came to the island, and many things have happened without the outside world knowing. Xu Qing stood outside the door waiting for a report, with a doctor waiting to examine him. Xu Qing looked at A Yue who was enslaved by this woman as soon as he woke up, and felt helpless.

Looking at A Yue's unskilled operation of binding the account, he probably recharged more than 648, and directly purchased the entire set of skins in the game store. The girl who asked for money may not know that she is the richest now.

Really, I dote on you to no limit.

There is no turning back.

After Hua Xia left, the doctor entered first, and under Yan Yue's cold gaze, he closed the doors and windows with great confidentiality, revealing a pair of legs with atrophied muscles and twisted tendons under the quilt.

Xu Qing looked at A Yue who was being examined by the doctor, then turned his head to look at the door which was tightly guarded by Liu Shan, and clicked his tongue silently.

"Ayue, are you so afraid that Miss Meng will see your legs?"

"This...will be seen sooner or later..."

Yan Yue briefly rested his gaze on his legs after surgery, then quickly looked away, an attitude that he himself despised. After a long while, he replied, "No."

It's just duplicity.

I saw it, and I probably saw it...

After the doctor left, Xu Qing told Yan Yue what happened outside the operating room: "She seemed to really think the operation would be successful."

"Even the doctor later said it was a miracle."

Xu Qing paused, then changed the subject: "Ayue, what happened to your leg..."

how did you make it?

The two knew each other when they were young. A Yue used to love extreme sports. Although he had a cold personality, he was like the sun in youth, exuding vitality.

No one knew what had happened. Overnight, the favored son of heaven who once lived in the sunshine turned into a gloomy evil ghost crawling out of hell.

Legs became a taboo that no one dared to talk about. He had serious psychological problems and lost the desire to survive that a normal person should have. His whole body was filled with deathly energy that was about to overflow.

Xu Qing had always thought that an accident occurred during an extreme sport that Yan Yue was playing, causing him to never stand up again. However, he clearly heard what the doctor said, that Yan Yue's legs were repeatedly hit by a hard object, which was man-made.

Who could take action against the future heir of the Yan Group at that time?

Whoever it was, he probably died long ago, but Yan Yue couldn't face the past and couldn't move on.

In the deserted room, Yan Yue really didn't want to talk about it: "Nothing."

As expected by Xu Qing, he talked about other things: "Yan Zhengqi didn't make it and died. Shen Lianxin is in a turmoil right now."

"She seems to be uniting those people in the old house. Ah Yue, what are you going to do?"

Yan Zhengqi was ignorant of his own life. He took several months to recover the first time he committed suicide. Just two days after he recovered, he made another stupid mistake at a banquet. The second time, he was mercilessly beaten. After enduring all this time, he finally died.

But for what he did, he deserved to die.

Yan Yue's eyes were blurred, as if he wasn't listening carefully, and he seemed more and more absent-minded: "Hmm..."

"Let them do whatever they want."

After a pause, he continued, "Let Liu Shan go back and look after Li Du first."

Xu Qing: "Okay..."

It can be seen that nothing is important to Yan Yue now. The inheritance of the Yan family that Yan Ting has always wanted will soon be delivered to him by his uncle himself, along with all these stalls.

And Yan Yue was devoted to his love.