"So what can grandma agree?"

Li Beicheng's heart aches slightly, and he gritted his teeth and smiled disdainfully: "Yan Xiaye, your husband is me, and only I can decide your freedom. You must remember this."

Yan Xiaye's pupils suddenly contracted, and a moment of despair surged in his heart. He stared at the man in disbelief: "You don't even listen to grandma's words?"

The last hope is at stake.

When she asked this, her voice and expression were astonishingly fragile.

So Li Beicheng paused for a moment, and after thinking about her condition again and again, he cruelly increased the curve of the corners of his lips, saying word by word: "Of course I respect my grandma, but I don't want to be slandered as long as I do not

When you release someone, where can you escape?"

When his last word fell, Yan Xiaye could not bear the blow of hope, and as the light in his eyes dimmed, he couldn't help but stagger.

Li Beicheng took this opportunity to take her arms and imprison her firmly in his arms. Regardless of her kicking and twisting struggle, he ordered the driver to drive.

The two of them were all seen by Yan Er, who was one step later.

While waiting for the driver to drive the car, he smiled and talked to Li Beicheng, found an opportunity for the man to pay attention, and quietly stuffed a small note into Yan Xiaye's hand.

As a close friend of Libei City, he could not watch Libei City make a big mistake, and he would regret it even the last time.

Yan Xiaye blinked in the sky, the effect of the anesthetic gradually faded, and the strength of her struggle gradually decreased.

Because the feeling of world-weariness caused by depression and banned drugs prevailed, she once again felt that everything in the world was indifferent to her and had no meaning to her.

Before her thinking became slow again, she lowered her eyes, tightened the note in her hand, and got off the car under the control of Li Beicheng indifferently.

Half an hour later, the gilded carved door of the Li family appeared in sight again.

Li Beicheng took the lead in walking out of the car and turned around and was about to take Yan Xiaye back to the room.

The butler sent by the old lady was staring at this side early, and then hurried forward and stopped his behavior in time: "Young master, the old lady wants to see the young lady, immediately."

"Yan Xiaye feels uncomfortable, let grandma see you again another day." Li Beicheng refused.

The housekeeper insisted very much: "Young Master, I think it is better to ask the young lady for her own decision."

Li Beicheng sank a handsome face unhappily when he heard this, but did not stop him. He just turned his scrutiny eyes on Yan Xiaye.

Just so happened that he wanted to see if Yan Xiaye was really stupid or just pretended to be stupid in front of him.

Yan Xiaye stood there calmly, thinking about this sentence several times in his mind, and finally understood the meaning.

In the butler's uneasy gaze, she nodded gently.

In the study room, it was not only the old lady who was waiting for Yan Xia's night.

Seeing Yan Xiaye being brought in by the butler with expressionless face, the old lady's handkerchief once again had some tears.

As Yan Xiaye's most considerate elder, she knew best that Yan Xiaye was a kind-hearted child. Otherwise, she would not have been harmed by Li Beicheng so badly.

Everything that happened to Yan Xiaye was so cruel that she couldn't sleep all night just thinking about it.

Now that she thinks, her grandmother is really a waste of her elders. She always uses kindness intentionally or unintentionally to suppress Yan Xiaye and force her children to do things that go against their will. How much has it contributed to the fire and aided the evil?

Seeing the old lady crying, another young woman in a capable suit in the room sighed slightly and comforted her: "Aunt, Xia Ye's body cannot be in a hurry for a while. Since we have got the inhibitor, it is a good start.

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The old lady reluctantly held back her tears, took Yan Xiaye to sit down on the sofa, shook her hands and touched her increasingly haggard eyebrows and eyes, and said with great guilt: "Xiaye, grandma, grandma wants Xueer to give you an injection later, yes

Don't be afraid if it's good for you."

After saying that, the old lady waited for about a few minutes before slowly signaling Xueer to take action.

"You are Xia Ye, right? My aunt kept praising you when she called across the country. Now she finally has the opportunity to meet her." As she coaxed the child, Xueer opened the medicine box skillfully while talking nonstop while disturbing Yan Xia Ye's attention

Li: "I don't know if you like coffee and desserts. How about we go out for a walk? Let's see if there is anything new and interesting."

The so-called medicine box looks no different from an ordinary suitcase.

However, after entering the password, a cold air was emitted, and three thumb-sized glass bottles were neatly placed inside, with frost-like glass bottles hanging on the surface, and the lilac liquid rippled slightly.

Confirm that the drug is safe and sound, Xueer took out the needle in the shortest time and prepared it.

Before this, Yan Xiaye's behavior was cold and quiet.

Until the sharp needle reflected the sunlight and suddenly appeared in front of her.

In an instant, Yan Xiaye tightened his body, his fair forehead was sweating coldly, and his eyes were staring at Xue'er's movements, and he couldn't tell when he would launch an attack.

"This..." Xueer took the syringe and took a step back, earnestly tempted: "Xia Ye, I won't hurt you. The banned medicines in your body are helpless for domestic hospitals, but my country has had them once.

The precedent for being used is that this syringe contains the antidote for your condition.”

In order to make Yan Xiaye improve quickly, the old lady spent a lot of money to find news in the shortest time and airlifted special inhibitors from abroad overnight.

The most important thing is that the secret she did from beginning to end was that in addition to having to let Li Yuntang know about this when using her power, even the Yan family was kept in the dark.

The old lady felt even more worried, raised her hand and covered Yan Xiaye's eyes tremblingly, and said softly in a pleading manner: "Xia Ye, you listen to Xueer, she is a doctor who graduated from Ivy League University."

Perhaps the old lady's painful and guilty look had the effect, Yan Xiaye was still tense all over, but she gritted her teeth from beginning to end and controlled her not to go crazy.

Xueer got her wish and pulled out the needle tip and put it in the medicine box for proper storage. She breathed a sigh of relief: "Aunt, she can still maintain her sanity at this time. It seems that Xia Ye really respects you very much."

"I know, I know..." The old lady burst into tears, looking at Yan Xiaye eagerly, waiting for the effect of the medicine to be effected.

Xueer packed up her things and left early with a wink.

More than ten minutes passed, and Yan Xiaye's dull pupils once again became bright.

Her slender eyelashes trembled, and she looked around with thought, as if she couldn't remember why she was here.
Chapter completed!