However, the fairy was not as good as other similar people at bewitching people's hearts. Instead, she was eager to make him angry in the name of falling in love at first sight.

Retracting his gaze and going to the guest room to change his clothes as if nothing had happened. Ji Liangchen went to the restaurant one step ahead, and added a lot of mustard under one of the plates of sushi with a wicked smile. This was his small punishment.

About ten minutes later, Yan Xiaye blew his hair half dry and changed back to the clothes that had been washed and dried by the service staff. He slowly came to the restaurant to meet him.

Looking at the attractively colored sushi on the wooden tray, Yan Xiaye did not rush to take a seat, but looked at the man strangely. His black and white pupils were full of surprise and murmured to himself: "Hey? That's it

What……"

Ji Liangchen looked back without knowing it, behind it was the bright and bright floor-to-ceiling window, and outside the window was the fog rising from the hot spring.

Looking back without finding anything, he found that Yan Xiaye was already calmly sitting at the dining table, and asked thoughtfully: "Is there anything wrong?"

"No, maybe I've read it wrong."

Smilingly expressing his apology, Yan Xiaye chose salmon sushi casually, took a bite in Ji Liangchen's inexplicable expectation gaze, swallowed it without changing his face, licked his fingers and said, "It tastes good."

Ji Liangchen glanced at the mustard packaging bag he threw under the napkin, instantly understood Yan Xiaye's little thoughts, and asked with a smile: "Really?"

Yan Xiaye nodded with great frankness and raised his hand to make an invitation gesture, "Really, do you want to eat one?"

Such abnormal enthusiasm made Ji Liangchen more sure of his guess, but Yan Xiaye was still too tender to trick him into eating mustard so easily.

He raised the corners of his lips as if he was smiling. He picked up a sushi from the tray in front of him, and admired Yan Xiaye's expression with great enthusiasm, "No, I'd better eat my place."

"Yeah……"

Unable to hide his regret, Yan Xiaye touched a sushi again, as if he suddenly found that the lines of fish were very beautiful and he was not sent into his mouth.

Ji Liangchen's deep eyes were covered with smiles, and he was in a good mood and brought the sushi in his hand into his mouth.

The next second, he burst out with a violent cough, "Water, give me water!"

Yan Xiaye smiled so hard that he couldn't stand up, and he sent the water to his hands diligently, with a playful and proud expression: "Mr. Ji, is mustard delicious?"

Ji Liangchen stared at her with resentment, drank half a glass of water in one breath, put the cup back on the table with a bang, and asked unwillingly: "How do you know?"

Yan Xiaye smiled cunningly, like a little fox who succeeded, "I don't know, but if you change it, you're ready for trouble."

The man felt frustrated and hooked his finger at her: "You won, I'll get half of my score."

He generously pushed the sushi plate to the middle of the dining table. Yan Xia Ye was in a good mood and ate other sushi, and he ate it one by one. He had a big meal and did not forget to change the topic: "I thought you would be very busy when you came to Jianghai on purpose, but I didn't expect you to

So idle."

"It should have been very busy, but my immediate boss's unchanging life has changed a little, so I was able to sneak out for a date."

Yan Xiaye was quite surprised: "You still have a boss?"

"No, he is a terrifying man who is cruel and ruthless, who wants to squeeze my surplus value all day long." When talking about work, Ji Liangchen's good mood was reduced by half, and he complained with a sad face: "It's too much, he is not close to women,

I thought that all the men in the world had to be like him, completely ignoring my fragile heart."

Yan Xiaye laughed silently, and heard that Ji Liangchen had a very good relationship with the boss, and joked meaningfully: "Don't say that, he might be thinking about your body."

"I'm still so young, would he think I can't do it?" Ji Liangchen felt disappointed, and then raised his eyes suspiciously: "Can you think so too?"

As a male, no one can tolerate being questioned in this regard.

If the little woman in front of her was not sensible enough, he would not mind giving her a lesson that she would never forget for life.

"How could it be? I absolutely believe in your capital for being a man!"

With Ji Liangchen's secret eyes, Yan Xiaye smiled very sincerely: "So I don't have to try the method with my own hands, I will experience it myself."

Ji Liangchen raised his eyebrows with regret, "You know what you know."

"Yes, I'm very cognitive." After eating her last sushi, Yan Xiaye looked at the time on her watch and was about to say goodbye: "I have something to go back to the city, and see you tomorrow?"

No matter what ending Ya'er will end up with, the operation cannot last for a day and a night, and the answer will be obtained tomorrow at the latest.

In this way, Xiao Yunduo no longer has to worry about this, and she doesn't need to continue staying in the hospital.

"Okay." Ji Liangchen accepted Yan Xiaye's invitation happily, and Ji Liangchen asked very gentlemanly: "Do you need me to send you?"

Yan Xiaye recognized his kindness and refused without a trace: "Thank you, I will call a taxi by myself."

...

Back at the hospital again, Yan Xiaye reluctantly slowed down and walked towards Yaer's operating room step by step.

The warm sunlight at two or three o'clock in the afternoon passed through the window frame, but still could not dispel the unique gloom of this occasion.

If it weren't for Xiao Yunduo's here, she had always hated to step into this place the most. Even if she was sick, she would rather take some medicine and be patient.

"Speaking of summer night."

When I passed by a certain part of the corridor, I called her and heard her damn familiarity.

He thought to himself that he was unlucky, and Yan Xiaye suddenly had a headache.

She raised her eyes and looked at the corridor dozens of meters away. She probably didn't dare to be arrogant in public. Then she turned her body to see the man with unclear eyes in the safety passage, and said perfunctorily: "If you have something to say, please say it quickly.

.”

"Where have you been?"

"It has nothing to do with you."

"How could it have nothing to do with me?"

Li Beicheng was furious and took a long leg and stepped out of the safe passage. His handsome face was exposed to the sun, and his teeth were gritted in words: "Ya'er's life and death are uncertain. You actually ran out to meet others at this time.

?”

"Wait, think about it yourself, don't you think this is unreasonable?" Yan Xiaye looked sarcastic and refuted him word by word: "It has nothing to do with me. Ya'er is your daughter, not mine, come on precisely.

It was said that it was the product of your betrayal of my cheating. Didn’t her biological mother Yan Shuirou already sit there and cry? Why did I have to join in the fun?"

Li Beicheng was silent for a moment, and suddenly he lost his momentum of raising troops to sue him.

He raised his hand to cover his face and smiled bitterly in dismay: "Yan Xiaye, why have you become so cruel?"

"Don't praise me like this, it's just a clear conscience."

Looking indifferently at the man's exhaustion, Yan Xiaye found that she was calm and she really felt nothing.

Whether it is love or hate, it is too luxurious for them.

To this day, in her eyes, he is just the most familiar stranger. No matter what he does, it is difficult to touch her emotions anymore, that's all.

Just as the two were stalemate, a nurse hurriedly came over and shouted Li Beicheng's name all the way.

When she saw Li Beicheng, she subconsciously took a step back and hesitated to convey the doctor's meaning: "Sir Li, your daughter has been transferred from the operating room to the special care unit, and the final result of the operation is..."

This moment of hesitation is as long as a century.

Li Beicheng subconsciously grabbed Yan Xiaye's hand and tried to draw warmth and strength from her.

Yan Xiaye struggled a few times but couldn't get away. He gave in and let him go, waiting intently to listen to the result conveyed by the nurse.

"Please believe that all the doctors have done their best, but the patient had an old injury before and was so young. The combination of all kinds of adverse factors makes the operation extremely difficult..."

Although the nurse's original intention was not to want Li Beicheng to take his anger on her, it is really not a good idea to make a long speech at such an opportunity.

Li Beicheng's dark pupils were extremely gloomy, and his voice was filled with evil spirits: "If you say something more, I will throw you down through this window."

The nurse was startled and didn't care to organize the wording anymore, "The patient failed the operation and saved his life while being in an irreversible coma. There were no signs of awakening in a short period of time. The doctor said the most important time period was the next three months.

, If no miracle happened within a year, then..."

"explain!"

"Then the possibility of a patient being awake is relatively low. He may be in a vegetative state for life, and we can only pray for a miracle to happen now."

After conveying the necessary news, the nurse ran away, fearing that Li Beicheng would be angry.

Yan Xiaye glanced sideways at Li Beicheng, and pierced him one by one, holding her fingers, and wanted to leave silently.

Since the surgery time has been repeatedly extended, this result has been expected by everyone.

She knew that Li Beicheng would be hit hard and Yan Shuirou might be in a slump, but Xiao Yunduo, who had always had hope, was the one who needed the most comfort at the moment.

Then she had just taken a step, and the man's big palm pressed her shoulders unyieldingly, and she felt a little painful when she was so strong.

"At this time, I shouldn't be the one you need." Yan Xiaye's tone was calm, and he was as cold as a stranger who lacked sympathy. "Do you need me to call Yan Shuirou for you?"

"I want you, Yan Xiaye."

Li Beicheng's hoarse voice was paranoid and crazy, and he pushed her to the wall, staring at her indifferent little face with a terrifying look: "I only want you."

Yan Xiaye's slender back contacted the cold wall. She frowned slightly in pain, and Yun Danfeng smiled softly: "It's too late, Li Beicheng."

It’s both laughing at him and myself.

It's really strange.
Chapter completed!