The days when I was forced to live with gentle scum

When Yuan Qingye arrived at the hospital, Baishu had already been sent to the operating room.

Many members of the Yuan family stayed in the family waiting area, even the old man was there.

The atmosphere was very heavy, Yuan Chaoran's face was pale without the slightest trace of blood, and the expressions of the rest of the people were not much better.

Yuan Qingye looked up at the operating room, his brows were full of hostility, "Grandpa, how is the situation?"

Yuan Fengcheng didn't speak. He always went to bed early. He didn't wake up until he heard his little grandson screaming. After sucking enough blood, the scene was horrific.

No one thought that Yuan Chaoran would push the cypress tree with his hands, and Yuan Chaoran himself didn't expect that his casual slap would cause such serious consequences.

Yuan Qingye gave Yuan Chaoran a cold look, and there was no emotion in that glance, as if Yuan Chaoran had nothing to do with him, let alone a half-brother, he might not even be as good as a stranger, "If you are not from Yuan's family son of a bitch, you're dead now."

"Yuan Qingye!" Yuan Jiang's face turned ashen.

Yuan Fengcheng remained silent.

And Yuan Chaoran's face turned even paler. He nestled in Zhao Sumei's arms, shivering, not daring to look at Yuan Qingye.

Before Yuan Qingye finished speaking, he moved his gaze upwards, stared into Zhao Sumei's eyes, and said sarcastically, "A murderer taught a murderer, Zhao Sumei is worthy of being the son you taught."

This time, Yuan Jiang couldn't hold back, and slapped Yuan Qingye on the face.

Yuan Chaoran was frightened and cried, but he didn't dare to cry loudly. He could only grab his mother's clothes and sob softly, with big tears falling from his eyes.

Yuan Fengcheng finally spoke, "What are you doing! Yuan Jiang, you take your wife and son back to the old house! Qingye and I are here to guard!"

Yuan Jiang froze and didn't speak, and took the person away. Yuan Fengcheng sighed, and didn't know what to say. The corridor was quiet, only the light and shadow of the incandescent lamp were faintly shadowed on the marble, and the atmosphere fell into silence for a while. .

Of course, Baishu didn't know what happened. His injury was not serious enough to require surgery. After being pushed in, he was treated and bandaged, and then he had a full-body examination. In the end, he found a slight concussion and a broken hand.

The doctor said that fortunately, I just rolled down from the third floor. If there are two more floors, I am afraid that it is not a minor fracture, but a comminuted fracture. The former should be fixed with a plaster cast and rest for a while. Surgical operation, if it is more serious, I am afraid that steel nails will be used.

After hearing this, Yuan Fengcheng finally breathed a sigh of relief, which is a blessing in misfortune.

But even so, Baishu also fell into a coma for three days.

It was afternoon when he woke up, and it was a coincidence that it had been raining lightly in Yuncheng for the past three days, as if God had been wronged by something, his mood was low, and he refused to show his smiling face again. The moment Baishu opened his eyes, the rain barely stopped , the sun poked out half of its head from the thick clouds, and it was extremely warm.

After Bai Shu opened his eyes, his thoughts stopped for two seconds. His eyes were empty, and he had to focus for a long time before he could focus. As soon as he did, he felt a pain in his head, which distorted his facial features a little.

Yuan Qingye stood by the bed and found that Baishu had woken up. With a happy expression on his face, he immediately rang the bell beside the bed and called the doctor to come and examine Baishu.

Cypress opened his mouth, and found that his throat was so dry and hoarse that it hurt even a little effort, and the words he spoke were breathless. Yuan Qingye observed the shape of his mouth and guessed that the boy might want to drink water, so he took a glass of warm water and came back to help him. Get him water.

Cypress was really thirsty, so he didn't bother about whether to feed him or not. He drank anxiously and even choked a few mouthfuls. It feels like my throat is alive.

The doctor came over and did a simple examination, and said that there was nothing serious, and the rest just needed to recuperate well.

Now Bai Shu heard all the memories of recovering from the injury, not only remembering it, but also found that her right hand had been put in a plaster cast. Her first thought when she saw the plaster was not angry, but thinking about the floor on the first floor of the original house. The woolen rugs don't seem to have any effect, and he still fell into this virtue.

Yuan Qingye observed Bai Shu's expression, and found that there seemed to be no other emotions on the young man's face. He hesitated, and said, "Yuan Chaoran has been punished by his grandfather, and he knelt in the ancestral hall all night. He... didn't push you on purpose." Go downstairs, can you forgive him?"

Cypress didn't speak, he stared at Yuan Qingye for a long time, making Yuan Qingye uncomfortable.

He was a little confused.

Grandpa Yuan treated him very well, and the Yuan family did not miss him eating and drinking. It was because Yuan Chaoran was jealous that he was favored by Yuan Qingye, so he could be called brother. If he hadn't left himself alone in the original house, such a trouble would not have happened.

He also had his own problems. If Yuan Chaoran hadn't been angered at that time, maybe Yuan Chaoran would not have pushed him downstairs at all.

It's just a coincidence that made it like this.

Baishu has been smart since he was a child, he thinks thoroughly, so what can he do if he doesn't forgive him?

Yuan Chaoran is the little grandson of the Yuan family, and he is just a young man borrowed from the Yuan family. The Yuan family values ​​anyone who can figure it out with their toes. Everyone in the Yuan family will stand up for Yuan Chaoran. If he doesn't forgive, Maybe someone will say that he took advantage of this to extort money from the original family!

And he, Baishu, has no father or mother, and his only elder brother is far away in Country M, so he is all alone. Does he expect Yuan Qingye to help him out?The number of times Yuan Qingye went back to see him after leaving him at Yuan's house was very few. He only cared about Yingying and Yanyan outside, and didn't care about his life or death at all.

The mental construction collapsed while he was doing it. Bai Shu's nose was sore, and he was madly thinking about his brother. He lowered his head, tried his best to suppress his grievances, and said in a hoarse voice, "I don't care."

Don't care, but don't forgive?

Yuan Qingye strangely understood the meaning of Baishu's words. He pressed the bridge of his nose and looked at the young man with his head down. He was very upset for some reason. If he had known this, he shouldn't have taken him back to his original home.

He admitted that the purpose of bringing Baishu back to the old house was to make the family unhappy, and he also made Baishu call that brother on purpose, but he didn't expect things to develop to this point.

Fortunately, Baishu was fine, otherwise, how could he explain to Baisong.

And this young man, I am afraid that he is also very wronged at this moment.

Sighing slightly in his heart, Yuan Qingye caressed Cypress's head with his big hand, and gently pulled him into his arms, "I'm sorry."

Baishu couldn't hold back the tears that he had been holding back for a long time. When his eyelids rolled, transparent water droplets fell from the sockets, but it was only for a moment. He quickly raised his hand to wipe away the fragile proof, but he was reluctant Push away Yuan Qingye.

He comforted himself, it's nothing, it's just that this man's embrace is too warm, it's fine to just lean on it.

But he also knows that this is not a matter of relying on it at all.

Herbal tea is right, he probably fell in love with Yuan Qingye.