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It was very quiet in the study.

Ye Chan stood and murmured: "You want to bring him back... You said it was a lie to drive him out..." She swallowed, and said in a high-pitched voice: "He's just a bastard! The Meng family has nothing to do with it!"

"Have you ever thought about me! All these years, except for the title of Mrs. Meng! You won't even give me a child!"

Meng Zhe didn't seem to be surprised by her unusual behavior. He lowered his head and carefully looked at the funeral arrangements, his voice was a little hoarse: "He is the son that my father recognized. He was born and grew up here."

"His bones and blood belong to the Meng family."

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Meng Liangren recalled carefully that in this car accident, he returned to his old house after being discharged from the hospital, and returned to his usual life.

Ye Hui... didn't survive.

Seeing that he was silent, Meng Zhe thought he was frightened and became more honest, so he didn't say much. There are many key points in this matter.

He sized up Meng Liangren a few times.

The 14-year-old boy, who has just started to grow out, has a thin body and gauze on his forehead. If he didn't know how paranoid and rebellious he is usually, I'm afraid he would not bear to be harsh.

Meng Zhe said to Aunt Gui: "Let him stay for a few more days and have the doctor check it out."

Aunt Gui hurriedly smiled and said, "Okay. With me here, you can rest assured."

"Ah."

Aunt Gui sent people out with a smile, and when she came back, she took Meng Liangren's hand and said, "Look, your elder brother still cares about you."

Meng Liangren opened his mouth, but did not speak.

The servant at home brought lunch, and Aunt Gui set the table and chopsticks for Meng Liangren. Suddenly the phone rang, and she went out to answer the call.

Meng Liangren chewed and swallowed his food slowly, Aunt Gui came back after answering the phone, watched him finish his lunch, took out the leftovers, put away the bowls and chopsticks, and came back and said to Meng Liangren: "Master, let's take a nap. "

"Yeah." Meng Liangren lay down and let her arrange the pillow and quilt for herself.

Aunt Gui looked at him, and finally couldn't help sighing: "Take good care of your illness, get well soon, Aunt Gui will have to leave next week."

Meng Liangren was taken aback, and said, "So fast?"

Aunt Gui touched his temples lovingly: "Yes, now Auntie can take care of you and recuperate well. But with Cong Rong's child, I can rest assured."

Hearing this name, Meng Liangren pulled the hand of the quilt horn and asked, "Where did he go?"

Aunt Gui said, "Did you forget? His mother passed away last week, and he went to attend to his mother's funeral."

"...Oh, um."

Aunt Gui went on to say: "Cong Rong has a good temper, and is also handsome. Such a big man can do things safely. Listen to Auntie, don't always stab him in the future. After all, he is the one chosen by the young master to accompany you."

Meng Liang said: "Oh."

Aunt Gui understood his temperament and knew that this was not something she could solve with a single word, so she didn't say much, and took care of him to sleep.

Meng Liangren woke up after sleeping for more than half an hour.Even if he is reborn, he still has the same virtue as a rice worm. He has no pursuits, eats when he has food, spends money when he has money, and just needs to be comfortable and happy. He is a qualified second-generation ancestor.

Except for Meng Xu...Meng Liangren turned his head and saw the potted plants on the window sill of the ward. Thinking of his panicked expression when he fell into the lake, his heart ached slightly, and there was a trace of ironing.

Even if he was considered by others as a pervert who coveted his brother, or even a rapist, Meng Xu never changed towards him.

Thinking of this, Meng Liangren finally relaxed. He has depended on the Meng family for food all his life, and has nothing to rely on, but at least the people who treat each other sincerely have not let him down.

After dinner in the evening, Meng Liangren wanted to go out for a walk and refused to let anyone accompany him. Aunt Gui saw that his face had improved, so she had to let him go.

Meng Liangren walked around the hospital, looked at the electronic clock, the wall calendar, and asked the nurses, and finally confirmed that he really returned to the time when he was 14 years old.

On the way back to the ward, I heard two nurses chatting against the workbench: "Why is ward No. 11 empty?"

"You don't know? The young master of the Ye family who was sent here last night has already passed the critical period in the afternoon. When his condition becomes more stable tomorrow morning, he will be transferred here from the intensive care unit, and the head nurse will take care of him personally."

"Huh? It's tricky to listen to Dr. Song, so fast?"

"I don't know. How can I say that the patient is not very old..."

The beeper beeped, and the nurses dispersed to go about their own business.

Meng Liangren frowned.Ye Hui, is he still alive?

或许该去看看。他看了一眼墙上的电子钟，2015年9月14日，19：34。

In the early morning of the next day, the nurse came to take his temperature. Meng Liangren sat on the head of the bed, waited for the nurse to finish recording on the medical record board, and asked, "How is the other person with me?"

The nurse was taken aback, and realized who he was asking, and replied: "Oh, just now, I have been transferred to the ward. I heard from the nurse in Room No. 11 that the situation is not bad. Time to wake up."

Meng Liangren lowered his head and muttered "Fake corpse?", the voice was so low that the nurse couldn't hear her, she just smiled and said, "Don't think about others at this time, your body is the most important thing."

After breakfast, Meng Liangren used the excuse to go out to relax again, pretending to take a stroll in the small garden of the hospital, then sneaked back, and followed the house number to find 011.

The mother who took care of Ye Hui was accompanied by the servants of the Ye family, just came out, bumped into Meng Liang, and asked in surprise, "You are...Meng Zhe's younger brother?"

Meng Liang said humanely: "Ah... I am." Seeing Mrs. Ye's expression, he stammered again: "I heard that Ye Hui has passed the critical period. Let me come and see him."

Mrs. Ye looked at him with a tired face, thinking of her son who was lying in the hospital bed and couldn't wake up, she couldn't help sighing that God's will tricks people.

She hadn't closed her eyes for two days. Seeing that Ye Hui's condition had finally stabilized, she asked the servant to take her to the hospital room for a rest.At this moment, I don't want to say more: "Thank you. He is still asleep, you go and see, don't disturb him."

Meng Liangren nodded, seeing Mrs. Ye left with the help of the maid, then slipped into the ward, and saw the "resurrected" Young Master Ye.

Ye Hui was lying flat on the hospital bed, wearing an oxygen tube and electrocardiogram, his face was much paler than that of Meng Liangren.

Meng Liangren looked around, found a stool to sit down, and looked at it for a while, but there was nothing unusual about it.It was Ye Hui's appearance, with handsome eyes and eyebrows, a complete beauty.

He committed a bad habit, looked around, but there was no one there, so he leaned over thievingly, poked the little beauty's face with his hand, and then squeezed it.

Ye Hui's eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Meng Liangren: "...!!"

Ye Hui looked at him coldly.

Meng Liangren took a step back and turned to slip away.

Ye Hui stared at him, his Adam's apple moved, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Why run?"

Meng Liangren's back stiffened, and he stammered, "You... this... me, I'll call the doctor!"

Ye Hui closed his eyes and said, "I want to drink water."

Inexplicably, Meng Liangren felt that the tone was a bit familiar, turned around with his hands and feet, hesitated for a long time, and poured him a glass of water from the water glass next to him.

Ye Hui raised his hand, took it and drank it.

Meng Liangren was a little apprehensive for some reason, he didn't want to leave, and he didn't want to leave.

Ye Hui drank a glass of water slowly, then raised his eyelids and glanced at Meng Liangren: "Aren't you going to call a doctor?"

Meng Liangren trembled, and suddenly realized: "Oh, yes, I'll go..." Then he turned around.

"Hold on."

"what?"

"Pour me another glass."