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But now, the person in front of him, he can't treat him purely. In Zhao Yanzhi's view, what he did was just for some dirty purpose. Ye Ke rubbed his temple again with a headache. With his brows furrowed, he looked a bit vicissitudes, and his beard stubble was growing wildly. At this time, after smoking a cigarette, he was going to visit Zhao Yanzhi in the hospital again.

It has been three full days since Zhao Yanzhi's attitude towards him got worse and worse. Today Zhao Yanzhi is about to be discharged from the hospital. Ye Ke felt that even if he was meddling in his own business, he should take Zhao Yanzhi home and let the family servants Take good care of him, after all he has suffered a lot of injuries, he is alone in Shanghai and no one takes care of him, so how can he rest assured, especially his fragile face that is very similar to Huai Qiu.

Ye Ke arrived at the hospital almost quickly. He walked into the hospital with a very soft voice, stood outside the door of the ward, and saw Zhao Yanzhi in the ward through the glass on the door.

There were only two servants left in the Ye Mansion. Uncle Cheng returned to his hometown these days, and the two maids were usually in charge of cooking in the Ye Mansion. Ye Ke was afraid that Zhao Yanzhi would not be able to eat the hospital food, so he ordered Cheng Uncle left two delicious dishes to cook for Zhao Yanzhi. The two maids stood outside the ward and greeted Ye Ke when they saw him.

Zhao Yanzhi was lying on the bed at this time, sleeping very peacefully, his chest rose and fell with his breath, the sunlight outside the house shone on his face, and the shadow of his eyelashes reflected on his face, Zhao Yanzhi who was asleep, was a little bit right An Ning lost a little indifference, Ye Ke gently turned the doorknob and walked in, he sat on the chair beside the hospital bed, looked at Zhao Yanzhi, his eyebrows, eyes, nose and lips were very similar to Huai Qiu, Ye Ke turned towards Zhao Yanzhi Ye Ke stretched out his hand to his face, but just when he was about to touch it, he withdrew his hand violently. Ye Ke felt that he could no longer control his hands. He stood up, and looked back at Zhao Yanzhi who was still sleeping soundly. Turning around and walking out of the ward, went to the inpatient department to handle the discharge procedures for Zhao Yanzhi, and told Shen Lingfei to pick Zhao Yanzhi back to Ye's house on time, and he hurried back to the military area.

When Zhao Yanzhi opened his eyes, he was already lying in a room that he had never been to before. The lights in this room were European-style chandeliers, the size of the bed was a double bed, and there were several wine red velvet chairs beside the bed. The carpet is brown and gray patterned, and the whole room gives him the feeling of elegance and luxury. He always sleeps lightly. If there is any movement, he will probably wake up long ago. How could he be moved to a room.Just as he propped himself up to sit up, a person walked in from outside the house, and Zhao Yanzhi also knew that person.

"Uncle Cheng, why am I here? Where is this?"

"Master Zhao, this is naturally the Ye family."

"what?"

"Master asked Adjutant Shen to take you back to rest and rest, don't worry."

"Uncle Cheng, I can't be here, I've always been very grateful to you, but I still have to leave!"

Zhao Yanzhi lifted the quilt covering him at once, and moved his legs slowly, and at the same time as he moved, the sweat on his face kept coming out. At this moment, his legs were still tied The plaster was fixed, and I don't know if he was too impatient or too hard, the leg hit the edge of the bed, and he yelled "Ah—" in pain, the leg was hanging by the bed, Uncle Cheng immediately He ran to the bed and helped Zhao Yanzhi move his leg back. It was the moment Uncle Cheng helped him move Zhao Yanzhi's pain was even worse, and the bean big sweat ran down his cheeks to the bed, "Uncle Cheng, Uncle Cheng, Don't move my leg, it hurts." Uncle Cheng was also in a hurry, he hurriedly called a few young men from the family outside, brought a basin of water to wring out a towel to wipe Zhao Yanzhi's face, and he said to Zhao Yanzhi: "Zhao Yanzhi Young master, please wait a moment, I will call the young master right away!"

"Ah, ah, it hurts so much, Uncle Cheng, don't go!" Zhao Yanzhi tried to get out of bed but it hurt more and more. He gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand to hold Uncle Cheng, but Uncle Cheng just looked back She glanced at him, quickly told him not to move, and went to make a phone call.

After half an hour, Ye Ke didn't rush back, but instead came a doctor, Ye Ke's personal doctor, Dr. Jin.Uncle Cheng has never dared to move Zhao Yanzhi. At this time, Zhao Yanzhi was lying on the bed, but the sweat on his body was like water, his clothes were soaked, his forehead was covered with sweat, and the few people who helped him wipe the sweat had already After wringing out several basins of water, Dr. Jin hurriedly told everyone around him to get out of the way, and also told the person who wiped his sweat not to touch Zhao Yanzhi. He approached Zhao Yanzhi, and slowly touched the fractured part of his calf, one by one. Every time he pressed it, he would ask him if it hurts, and Zhao Yanzhi shook his head secretly, "Ah—" Just when Dr. Jin suddenly pressed a certain bone, Zhao Yanzhi screamed, biting his lips tightly Without making a sound, his face turned pale again.

"I'm afraid I will have to go to the hospital to re-join the bone. This piece is misplaced. If it is not connected in time, there may be sequelae in the future."

Dr. Jin looked at Uncle Cheng in embarrassment, and then at Zhao Yanzhi who was in pain. Zhao Yanzhi didn't answer after hearing this, but his half-supported body was a little numb. Dr. Jin said goodbye to Uncle Cheng after saying that he could not heal up.

"boom--"

"Trash! What can you do!"

Ye Ke threw the water glass on the ground heavily. The soldiers outside didn't dare to vent their anger. After answering the phone call from home, they looked like this. Ye Ke pushed the table and stood up from the seat. Shen Lingfei's The office is separated from Ye Ke by a wall. He heard the sound and walked in, saw Ye Ke standing in front of the window with his back to the door, and slowly lit another cigarette. Shen Lingfei stood at the door, and when he came in, he made a report and asked : "Sir, what's the matter?"

Ye Ke breathed out a puff of smoke, looked at the tall plane trees with withered leaves outside the window, said nothing, the rustling autumn wind blew in the window, bringing a bit of coolness, Ye Ke's coat was also blown a little, "It's nothing, You go to work."

Shen Lingfei glanced at Ye Ke suspiciously, didn't say much, and called the soldiers outside the door to clean up the shattered porcelain cups on the ground. Ye Ke stood in front of the window like a statue, until he smoked his cigarette. After that, he made another call.

"How is it, are the bones connected?"

After dealing with affairs for a day, Ye Ke came home and saw Uncle Cheng open his mouth and asked. Uncle Cheng took the briefcase and the military coat he took off from him, and said, "Master, the doctor you contacted again in the afternoon has helped Zhao Young Master picked it up, but until now Young Master Zhao has been suffering from a low-grade fever and is unconscious." Without saying a word, Ye Ke ran to the room where Zhao Yanzhi was on the second floor. It has been cleaned before, and this room is well ventilated and well lit. Generally, if you are a high-end guest, you will live here. "Hey, master, dinner is ready, don't you want to eat?" Uncle Cheng looked at Ye Ke who was hurrying up the stairs with his briefcase and coat, and wanted to call him, but Ye Ke didn't turn his head back, just hurriedly He hurriedly went upstairs, and replied with his mouth: "Leave it to me for now, I will come in a while."

Walking to the door of the room, Ye Ke gently twisted the doorknob. There was a smell of medicine in the room. The dark room could barely see some furnishings in the light from the open door, and the windows in the room were not open. , it was very stuffy, and only the slight coughing of the people in the room could be heard. Ye Ke walked into the room lightly, and closed the door. The curtains were half drawn, and the street lights outside the window reflected some into the room through the curtains. Ye Ke unscrewed the door. The small lamp at the bedside, the small lamp was not on, and he could see Zhao Yanzhi's face clearly in the dim light. Zhao Yanzhi's face was not as pale as before, but a little rosy, but he coughed unconsciously and talked in sleep, Ye Ke half Squatting on the side of the bed, he touched his forehead with his left hand, and stuck his right hand on Zhao Yanzhi's forehead. Zhao Yanzhi's forehead was sweating profusely, and the sticky forehead was still sweating continuously. Just when Ye Ke was about to take his hand When he opened, Zhao Yanzhi's hand suddenly held Ye Ke's wrist, and murmured, "Mother, don't go, don't go." Looking at Zhao Yanzhi's face, he kept holding his hand, holding it tightly, "Mother, mother, mother..." Zhao Yanzhi shouted while shaking his head, as if looking for it, Ye Ke was not annoyed, and gently held the hand His face was also attached to Zhao Yanzhi's hand, "Yes, I am." After speaking, his face attached to Zhao Yanzhi's hand also showed a smile that he hadn't shown in the past few days.

The beard stubble on his lips seemed to have stabbed Zhao Yanzhi, Zhao Yanzhi suddenly withdrew his hand, continued to sleep, and did not speak again, Ye Ke got up, walked out of the room, went to the bathroom to fetch a basin of water, took a towel, I have to enter the room again.

"Master, let's send people to do these things."

Ye Ke didn't say anything, and when he opened the door with a basin in one hand, he said to the little maid behind him, "Let Uncle Cheng call Dr. Jin and ask him if there is any medicine to reduce fever. Okay, bring it here and I'll feed him." After finishing speaking, he closed the door and entered the room, the little maid stood at the door in a daze for a few seconds and then went downstairs to report to Uncle Cheng.

Chapter 20

Ye Ke wrung out the towel in the basin, folded the towel and put it on Zhao Yanzhi's forehead. Zhao Yanzhi was still in a coma. Ye Ke looked at his face and felt inexplicably guilty. At this time, there was a knock on the door , Ye Ke stood up and saw Uncle Cheng, Uncle Cheng looked at Ye Ke, and then looked at Zhao Yanzhi inside the room, "Master, Dr. Jin said Mr. Zhao is congestion fever, and told me several kinds of medicinal materials, but now the pharmacy estimates The door is already closed, let’s go to the pharmacy tomorrow to get some medicine, what do you think?” “Okay, will he be fine if he burns like this?” Ye Ke frowned