Quick Wear: Host, are you playing here?

The doors, windows and balcony of the ward were reopened. Xu Qing went downstairs to deal with something. When he came back, the man who was absent-minded just now was holding a new black liquid medicine and said to the girl sitting beside the bed: "It's bitter..."

It’s your pain!

I go!

This guy can change his face.

Liu Shan, who was waiting outside the door, saw Xu Qing stop at the door. He followed his gaze and twitched his eyebrows. Sir...

"Mr. Xu, how long will the gentleman let me go for?"

As the number one loyal bodyguard, Liu Shan didn't really want to leave.

"No, go ahead." Xu Qing waved his hand. Inside the room, the girl was immersed in the game interface and took the time to respond, "Really?"

The attitude is perfunctory.

Yan Yue came closer and told the details: "The new one is more bitter than before."

Hua Xia raised her eyes: "Then I'll go buy you some candy?"

"Yan Yue, are you a child?"

Yan Yue denied it and said: "No, I am sick, I am a patient..."

Hua Xia was blocked: "..."

Cow breaking!

Yan Yue took Hua Xia's phone and hid it under the quilt: "Look at me."

Hua Xia sighed: "Hmm?"

Yan Yue asked: "Are we in love?"

Hua Xia retracted her gaze: "Yes."

Yan Yue raised the corner of his lips: "Can we get married then?"

The Meng family couple were so shocked by the old man's appearance that they were extremely childish.

"Sure." Hua Xia asked patiently.

Yan Yue's eyes were deep, as if he wanted to see through something. After a while, he said seriously, "It's no use regretting it now, my wife."

"No regrets."

Yan Yue's expression relaxed a little. He lowered his head and drank a mouthful of the dark liquid medicine. He frowned and said, "It's still bitter..."

Hua Xia looked at him and said, "Drink it up!"

The liquid medicine was almost gone, and an empty bag was brought to Hua Xia's eyes. She reached out and touched the 'dog's head': "Not bitter, not bitter, really obedient~"

250: [……]

Outside the door, Xu Qing was sitting in the corner and could hardly bear to listen to it anymore. It was so disgusting. Although he thought so, Xu Qing hoped from the bottom of his heart that Meng Zheng could stay with A Yue forever.

At least, he wants to live now and looks like a human being.

Over the years, the medicine has never been bitter... How could Ayue be afraid of bitterness? He just wanted to taste something sweet.

Inside the ward, the conversation continued, and Yan Yue asked in a low voice: "Don't you believe that this medicine is bitter?"

Hua Xia tilted her head: "I believe it, it doesn't look pitch black."

Yan Yue hinted with deep eyes: "You don't believe it."

Hua Xia hesitated: "...Then, I don't believe it?"

Yan Yue was satisfied, and he said, "If you don't believe it, try it."

"You've finished drinking." Hua Xia said, and then met the pair of deep eyes with an unknown dark light. She understood instantly, choked, and said fiercely, "I think you deserve a beating!"

Yan Yue blinked and moved closer: "Wife, it's really hard..."

Yan Yue showed weakness.

Yan Yue got what he wanted.

Yan Yue was never satisfied.

Hua Xia was helpless.

Hua Xia was speechless.

Hua Xia is furious!

The people around him retreated silently. In Yan Yue's world, there was only each other in the world.

Hua Xia asked fiercely with red lips: "Is it sweet?! Is it sweet now?!"

Yan Yue's ears turned red: "Yeah."

Hua Xia puffed up her cheeks and said, "Give me back my phone!"

Staying in the sanatorium, Yan Yue's chance of getting sick was greatly reduced, and he began to busy himself with other things. Every time Xu Qing came, he saw Yan Yue either pestering people or carefully selecting wedding plans.

He holds all the power and is in charge of the whole process, which is also due to the latter's addiction to the Internet and his lack of concern.

After being given a sweet treat, pink bubbles are filling the air, and even the King of Hell has turned into a little angel. He will soon start rehabilitation training, so he probably won’t find it hard.

Xu Qing came hurriedly: "Ayue, Shen Lianxin had a miscarriage in a car accident. There was a dead fetus in her belly. She is going crazy now."

"She said she wanted to see you, and she said a lot of harsh words, saying that you would regret it for the rest of your life if you didn't see her. Yan Ting is currently in charge of some affairs, but Shen Lianxin has a special status and is two generations older than her, so he can't control her."

"Of course, maybe Yan Ting condoned it."

Yan Yue frowned slightly. That woman had said harsh words countless times. She was just a clown and not worth mentioning. But this time, Yan Yue was inexplicably annoyed.

"Let Liu Shan take people to control her."

Xu Qing groaned: "Isn't this inappropriate? The old house..."

"Go ahead." Yan Yue interrupted him. His decisions were never open to question.

Xu Qing left to inform Liu Shan. Yan Yue glanced at the girl who was playing games on the couch by the window. The light came in through the gap in the curtains and sprinkled on her, shrouding her with a layer of translucent light.

Yan Yue finally felt relieved.

What he didn't see was that a strange message suddenly popped up above Hua Xia's screen. It was a video sent by someone unknown.

The interface was completely black, like a randomly released prank video. When I clicked on it, the progress bar showed more than three minutes, the picture was still dim, but a faint crackling sound was heard in the headphones.

There was an illusion of some kind of electric current leaking, accompanied by faint, heavy and labored breathing.

Hua Xia frowned slightly and moved away from the sunlight to the other side of the curtain which was more light-proof. Then she could see the video clearly. It was not completely dark, but was shot from a high angle facing a corner.

There was a figure lying there, motionless, as if dead.

Different shades of dark color are signs of blood seeping through clothing.

Twenty seconds later, footsteps were heard outside the screen. As they approached, the shadow on the ground trembled slightly. The sound of metal dragging across the ground was sharp and unpleasant. The owner of the footsteps walked into the screen. He was a man.

The metallic sound also had an owner, which was a steel bar as thick as an adult's forearm.

[Host...] The system could hardly look at the next scene, and was extremely shocked. [Is that Yan Yue in his youth...]

The face revealed through the gap was a superior and handsome face, but because of the pain he was trying hard to endure, the veins on his forehead were bulging, and the dim light could not hide the painful expression.

What the surgeon who performed the surgery on Yan Yue called "repeated heavy blows with a hard object" is happening in the video at this moment.

The man who walked in was somewhat similar to Yan Yue in his youth, about fifty years old, carrying out one-sided torture with his hands, with an expressionless face like a murderer.

250 blocked his visual system, but the sound of blood being muffled was still clear. He blocked it hastily, unable to bear to watch it to the end.

Hua Xia watched to the end, and the man dropped what he was holding and said coldly to the unconscious man on the ground: "Xiao Yue, the Yan family needs an excellent successor. For the honor of the family, if you want to run away, your father will have to break your legs."

A man who calls himself a father.

"Wife, are you going back home first?" Yan Yue asked Hua Xia, who was packing her luggage while sitting in a wheelchair. "Why? Aren't you going to accompany me for rehabilitation training?"

"Wait another month, and we can go back together, okay?"

"You don't need to go to a sanatorium for rehabilitation anymore. You can go to the mansion."

Hua Xia packed up her suitcase and raised her face, her expression calm: "I told you I'll go back to the Meng family to check on them. They've asked about it several times, so I'll stay for two days and come back in two days."

The Meng couple did ask many times, but they just thought that she and Yan Yue were on vacation abroad and were not aware of the surgery.

Yan Yue's expression was visibly depressed, and he bargained reluctantly: "One day."

Hua Xia smiled and said, "Two days includes the journey, and we also have to take a plane."

Yan Yue's jaw tightened: "Hmm..."

Unhappiness is inevitable. The private plane is already waiting on the island. Hua Xia holds the man's face and says with a smile: "Yan Yue, should you take your medicine today?"

Since the last surgery and dressing change, this sentence was like a tacit code, and the man finally cleared the gloomy atmosphere: "Yes."

After the bitter taste disappeared, Yan Yue blushed and coughed softly: "Two days left. If you don't come back, just wait for my body to be collected!"

Hua Xia patted him: "What's wrong, huh? Threatening people again?"