Fortunately, Wan Milai was outside the infirmary. Otherwise, he would have been scared to tears.
Just as He Jue had said, it was only a superficial wound.
However, his' superficial wound 'was also very serious. Some of the wounds had been stitched up and had not been treated for a long time.
The door opened and He Jue walked out.
The doctor began to remind them of some things to take note of.
The doctor said, "Stay in the hospital for two days and the wound will almost completely heal. After two days, don't use too much strength. Be careful of the wound opening. The nurse in the ward will take you there. "
Hearing the doctor's instructions, Wan Milai immediately replied, "Okay, we will be careful. Thank you, doctor. "
After entering the ward, He Jue lay down.
Wan Milai looked at He Jue's face and asked, "Does it hurt a lot?"
"Do I look like I'm in pain?" He Jue's expression did not show any signs of pain.
However, Wan Milai was not stupid enough to think that it did not hurt.
"This was all whipped. How can it not hurt? There was so much blood. You're just used to pain. That's why you don't feel pain. "
He Jue looked at Wan Milai's uncomfortable expression. This feeling was very strange, but it was like a warm current flowing into his body and heart.
Even Di Haotian did not care about him so much.
If there was really an injury, men would not be calculative.
He Jue looked at her and said, "It hurt at first, but it doesn't hurt now."
"Why?"
"Your words and your gaze are all anesthetics."
"…" Wan Milai realized what he was saying and blushed. "I always thought that you were cold, like a cold-blooded animal. I didn't expect you to say such sweet words."
"It varies from person to person."
"Is there someone else?" Wan Milai asked pettily.
"Do you think there is someone who likes me?"
Wan Milai thought that this was the first time he had seen someone who belittled himself like this.
He Jue wasn't bad-looking and was worthy of the word 'handsome', but he was a little cold.
As soon as Wan Milai came into contact with this person, he felt that he was an ice cube, the kind of ice cube that would never melt. She hadn't forgotten how He Jue had left her on the road in the middle of the night. She had hated him for a long time.
However, she had never thought that she would have such a fate with He Jue.
Wan Milai glanced at He Jue and knew that he must have wanted to hear his answer.
However, Wan Milai had no experience in this area.
He wasn't that thick-skinned.
Usually, she only liked to talk big.
"Come here."
"What? Where do you feel uncomfortable? " Wan Milai thought that He Jue was not feeling well or needed her help. After all, he was a patient.
However, just as she approached the bed, He Jue grabbed her hand and pulled it down slightly.
Wan Milai's upper body suddenly lowered.
The two faces were very close to each other.
Wan Milai held her breath and looked into He Jue's eyes in panic. Her heart almost stopped and her face suddenly turned red.
"There's another way to make my wound not hurt."
"What, what …" Before Wan Milai could finish her sentence, she felt a soft touch on her lips.
This time, her heart really stopped.
After a while, He Jue moved away slightly. Looking at her awkward appearance, his voice was a little hoarse. "Don't you know that you need to breathe?"
Wan Milai felt humiliated and said with a red face, "I've never done this with a man before. How would I know?"
Seeing a pig run and eating pork were two completely different things.
After saying that, she wanted to slip away, but her hand was still in He Jue's palm.
She was pulled over again.
This time, He Jue directly attacked.
Wan Milai wanted to struggle, but when she thought of the wounds on He Jue's body, she didn't move.
She really didn't resist because of He Jue's injuries, and it wasn't because being intimate with He Jue was beautiful …
When Wan Milai brought lunch to He Jue, he was on the phone. She didn't know what the other party said, but he hung up not long after.
Wan Milai placed the lunch on the table and looked at He Jue silently.
"Ask whatever you want to ask."
"I know that Di Lingyue is lying. How could that kind of thing happen? I only heard that the Young Master went missing. What happened? Can you tell me? "Wan Milai asked.
"The Young Master didn't go missing. He's fine. He's in the hospital and is temporarily unconscious."
Wan Milai thought so too. How could something happen to someone like Di Haotian so easily?
At that time, when the car fell off the cliff, he just lost his memory. He was still fine.
"What about Tang Bao? Are they together? "
"Tang Bao is missing."
"What do you mean? Are you referring to the fact that the Young Master has been looking for her but couldn't find her? "
"The Young Master found her, but she went missing again." He Jue didn't want to tell her the truth.
He felt that Wan Milai wouldn't be able to take it.
However, before the matter was confirmed, he didn't want to think in a bad direction.
"Has the child been born? Where's the child? "
"She took it away." He Jue's eyes flashed with darkness.
The child … She called just now to find the child.
However, there was no news at all.
Especially when Di Haotian was about to wake up.
When the time came, what should they do with such a mess?
"Could it be that in order to avoid the Young Master, she simply took the child and ran far away?" Wan Milai guessed.
She knew very well how badly the Tang Bao was hurt by Di Haotian who had lost his memory.
Either she was disheartened and turned to leave.
Otherwise, there was no other reason for the Tang Bao to leave!
"Probably."
"Then, is she still looking for the Tang Bao?"
"Until she finds him."
When Wan Milai was having lunch with He Jue, she was still thinking that the Tang Bao didn't even want to contact her after leaving for so long, right?
Why didn't he contact her? Wasn't he afraid that she would be worried?
Di Haotian wouldn't find out if he made a phone call, right?
Moreover, Di Haotian was in a coma now.
He Jue still couldn't find him. Where was the Tang Bao hiding?
He didn't even want to come back after giving birth.
He Jue's injuries had already healed, but Di Haotian still hadn't woken up.
It was as if there was no change at all from the first day of the hospital.
The director had to come over a few times a day.
However, he couldn't see what was wrong.
It made the director feel uneasy every day, and the atmosphere in the entire hospital was heavy.
This situation was relatively abnormal.
Because people who were born, grew old, fell sick, and died in the hospital, there was no such thing as a heavy atmosphere.
Therefore, the only thing that could affect the hospital was Di Haotian, who was lying on the bed with his eyes closed.
Gu Linshen's tall figure walked into the ward.
He looked at Di Haotian, who was sleeping motionlessly on the bed.
The director immediately rushed over from behind.
It was as if he would lose his life if he was a second slower.
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