Peach blossoms are blooming on him

Qin Yunhao felt tightness in his chest, and said softly, "Ling'er, it's not your fault."

Wei Jiuge looked at him blankly, his obsidian eyes looked so helpless and fearful in the night.Even though Wei Jiuge didn't say much, Qin Yunhao could still feel his unprecedented fear and anxiety.

If he had rushed to the imperial banquet hall immediately when he received that strange call, perhaps all these tragedies would not have happened.But he is not qualified to say regret, because he is a doctor.

It's just that he could save the dying patient but he didn't know each other, but he couldn't save his sweetheart.

This sense of powerlessness made Qin Yunhao suffer a lot.

He watched Wei Jiuge huddled on the sofa in the living room in a daze, staring blankly at the cigarette in his hand. When he wanted to take a puff, he suddenly realized that he had forgotten to light the fire.

It's only been a few days since I saw him, why did his Ling'er become like this?

Moreover, Linger didn't smoke before, he said he hated the smell of nicotine.But now, looking at his skillful appearance, how many grievances he has endured silently these years, is why he wants to take a few mouthfuls of that bitter taste.

Wei Jiuge didn't speak, and he quietly accompanied him.

Wei Jiuge didn't want to turn on the light, so he didn't.

After an unknown amount of time, Wei Jiuge suddenly said to him, "Go back."

"I'm as quiet as air, do you still want to drive me away?" Qin Yunhao's voice was a bit playful and mischievous, "Besides, I cut my tree-climbing hand just now, so I'm half wounded."

Wei Jiuge frowned belatedly, then got up and "snapped" to turn on the light in the living room.Qin Yunhao's eyes hurt, and he went to the second floor to take down a small medicine box.

"Hand, let me see." Wei Jiuge said and sat beside Qin Yunhao.

Qin Yunhao was taken aback for a moment, stretched out his hands obediently, and looked at Wei Jiuge without blinking: "It's no big deal, just stick a few band-aids on it."

Wei Jiuge acted as if he hadn't heard, took out a cotton swab and iodine to disinfect him, and then carefully put on the Band-Aid.

At such a close distance, Qin Yunhao vaguely saw the shocking tooth marks under Wei Jiuge's neck, which were purple in color, and some places were even oozing blood.

Qin Yunhao couldn't help feeling dull pain in his chest, and he couldn't bear to look directly into Wei Jiuge's eyes, those gray and trembling eyes made him a little breathless.

"Ling'er, I'm sorry." Qin Yunhao suddenly held Wei Jiuge's hand, his voice full of heartache and annoyance.

Wei Jiuge glanced at him inexplicably, then closed the medicine box, and smiled faintly at him: "Anyone can be sorry for me, only you can't."

Wei Jiuge seems to have returned to his previous state at this moment, of course maybe it's just that his acting skills are too good...

He understood the meaning of Qin Yunhao's "I'm sorry". He looked at Qin Yunhao's dejected look and said, "I just dialed a number indiscriminately. You...don't be sad, I don't blame you."

Wei Jiuge was always like this, always thinking of others, but his sensible appearance made Qin Yunhao feel more and more heartbroken.

After a long time, Qin Yunhao looked up at him, and then showed him a bright smile: "Linger, can you give me a hug?"

Wei Jiuge looked at his unconditionally open arms, his nose suddenly felt sour, and his eyes turned red.

Qin Yunhao got up suddenly and hugged him tenderly without saying a word. This time Wei Jiuge's body didn't become stiff, nor did he reject him. For a moment, he was infected by Qin Yunhao's warmth.

Tons of bitter water accumulated in my heart suddenly spewed out like a flood.

He cried loudly, like a child who was bullied outside. When he saw his family after returning home, his uncontrollable grievance suddenly collapsed his psychological defense.

Qin Yunhao patted him on the back lightly, and his eyes turned red before he knew it.

Han Ruoshui suffered all flesh wounds, and soon woke up.

And He Lan was pushed into the operating room last night, and he still hasn't come out until the next morning.

The commotion this time was so great that it finally alarmed He Zhennan and Zhuang Jing.The old couple rushed to the hospital overnight and were sitting at the door of the operating room waiting anxiously.

On the way here, He Zhennan saw the monitoring screen of the Royal Banquet Hall. Others could not recognize him, but he recognized the "suspect" wearing a mask at a glance.

The old couple couldn't believe the truth they thought of, but Linger was not that kind of child.

There must be some misunderstanding, and why is the son of the Han family also present?

Originally, the police wanted to continue the investigation, but He Zhennan suppressed it.He Lan is still in the rescue, what is the truth, he just wants to hear from his two sons that he absolutely does not want a third party to get involved in his family's affairs.

Zhuang Jing's eyes were bloodshot. She was wearing an elegant velvet dress, and she was obviously a noble lady.But at this moment, her face was extremely haggard.

He Zhennan held her hand tightly and said comfortingly, "Don't worry, Lan Lan will be fine, I believe in our son."

Zhuang Jing looked at him with red eyes, and choked up, "Zhennan, will Lanlan leave us too? Just like Zhenzhen did back then..." As soon as the words fell, Zhuang Jing's tears couldn't stop streaming down.

"Linger... tell me, why did he do that?" Zhuang Jing felt a sharp pain in her heart when she thought of this. She and He Zhennan asked themselves if they had done anything to apologize to Wei Jiuge. The family has always treated him as their own.

"Don't rush to draw conclusions, Ling'er was watched and grown up by us together, you and I know what kind of person he is." He Zhennan sighed, and took Zhuang Jing into his arms, "When Lanlan wakes up Come, let him explain himself."

As soon as the voice fell, the door of the operating room opened.

Wearing an oxygen mask, He Lan was pushed into the intensive care unit with a pale face.

"Doctor, how is my son?!" He Zhennan asked eagerly.

The doctor took off his mask tiredly, and Chaohe Zhennan and his wife smiled: "This kid's life is hard, the knife almost pierced his heart. Isn't your son quite stubborn? He has been clenching his fists tightly since he entered the operating room." , such a strong desire to survive is also rare."

"Thank you doctor." He Zhennan's chest heaved up and down excitedly.

Zhuang Jing cried and threw herself into He Zhennan's arms, and He Zhennan patted her back with wet eyes: "It's okay, it's okay."

"Lanlan... I'll go and have a look." After Zhuang Jing finished speaking, she rushed into the ward impatiently.

At this time, there was a sound of hurried footsteps at the end of the corridor.

He Zhennan took a look, wasn't this the two young men under He Lan's command?He immediately put away the gentle and doting expression on his face, and put on a cold old handsome face.

Panting out of breath, Mu Chen asked, "Mr. He! How is Mr. He?! Ah, no no no...how is Mr. He?!"

"Mr. He." Meng Xinghe was dragged by Mu Chen and ran in a bit of a panic, but now seeing He Zhennan, he immediately pushed his gold-rimmed glasses and quickly returned to the usual Meng elite.

He Zhennan slightly nodded towards them, and glanced at the ward.

"I'll just say it!" Mu Chen's eyes lit up, "slapped Meng Xinghe on the back, almost shaking the elite's glasses, "The scourge will last for thousands of years! ! "

"Ahem!" Meng Xinghe gave him a stiff wink, but Mu Chen didn't receive it.

A slight look of anger flashed across He Zhennan's face, and he said in a cold voice, "What's going on here?"

Meng Xinghe paused. He probably heard a lot when he came, but in the end, he wasn't there, so he couldn't make it up out of thin air.

Meng Xinghe looked straight into He Zhennan's eyes, and said unhurriedly: "Mr. He, I don't know what happened. But what is certain is that your son is definitely to blame for his appearance."

"You... what did you say?!" He Zhennan's eyes widened in anger.

When he was about to get angry again, Meng Xinghe added: "Mr. He! Also, no matter what the reason is, please trust Wei Jiuge."

Leaving aside what Meng Xinghe said, the tone of his speech alone could turn a dead person into a living person, and He Zhennan's face turned black for a while.

Mu Chen still gritted his teeth and added: "That's right! Jiu Ge has loved him for so many years, and I have never seen Jiu Ge do anything to hurt him. On the contrary, it is your son who brings people home every now and then. Said, for what Bai Yueguang, Han Han fell into the water, so bullying us Jiuge! If it wasn't for He Lan's high salary and beautiful men, I would have slapped the table and quit!"

Mu Chen said a lot, and He Zhennan was completely shocked by what he said, and for the first time forgot to be angry.

He Zhennan stood pale in the corridor, unable to say a word for a long time.

What does Mu Chen mean?

If he understands correctly, does it mean that his two sons are in a relationship?

Moreover, his biological son is such a scumbag?

His cute little Linger has been... been bullied by scumbags? !

So, what happened tonight was a relationship dispute?Still a love triangle!

The expression on He Zhennan's face gradually changed from great shock to great anger. He was so angry that his veins burst out, and he squeezed out two words angrily from between his teeth: "He Lan!"

Before He Zhennan finished speaking, he rushed towards the ward with arrogance and arrogance.

Behind him, Meng Jingjing and Mu Jicha were about to follow, when they were stopped by He Zhennan.

The two looked at He Zhennan with veiled faces: "..."

"You don't need to stay here, go and help me take care of Ling'er." He Zhennan paused for a few seconds, and when he thought of Wei Jiuge, he felt uncomfortable. He frowned tightly and said in a low voice, "Tell him, do not be afraid."

"Oh." Meng Xinghe and Mu Chen agreed tacitly, and then He Zhennan went in on his own.

The two subconsciously looked at each other, and Mu Chen looked at Meng Xinghe with a complicated expression: "Master Meng, what is going on?"

Meng Xinghe rubbed his upturned hair, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said slowly, "Maybe Scum Gong should go to the crematorium."

"Ah?! Isn't He Lan all right? He...he's still going to die!"

"I can't die. If we die, there will be no good show for us."

"..." Mu Chen blinked his eyes for knowledge and was confused.

The corners of Meng Xinghe's mouth curled up slightly, he couldn't hold back as he walked, and suddenly stretched out his hand to pinch Mu Chen's buttocks: "It feels okay."

"Ah?! You old rascal! What do you mean by 'okay'? You were just 'okay' last night and you were able to pinch my bald skin?!"

"Don't say 'Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu', they are not cute anymore." Meng Xinghe said solemnly.

"Fuck! Your uncle Meng Xinghe!" Here we come!coming!

Master Meng, you are the man with the script.

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Sorry, cuties, the bald author has been a little busy these two days, and I will update at about this time tomorrow night, anyway, it will definitely be sent out before 12 o'clock...but I will update it earlier on weekends! !Crab, your comments and votes, I have a big heart???