"I don't care if you are celebrating the holidays or not, I just say one thing right now and put down all your things! Otherwise, you can try it!"

Several young men blocked the door, and the housekeeper and several maids could not get out.

Adhering to the principle that a good man never suffers immediate losses, the butler still winked at his subordinates and asked them to leave.

A group of people come and go in a hurry, getting nothing and returning with nothing.

The room was turned into a mess. Wen Xue's eyes were red and her nose was sore. She lay on Tong Yao's shoulder and almost cried.

Why did her brother Yan suffer such a crime?

While she was still lying in the operating room, people from the Yan family came to collect her things.

How kind her brother Yan is, he is so kind to her.

Nursery Rhyme patted her back.

Nie Dongyu and the others silently went into the house to tidy up the room, folded the bed, and put everything back in their place. When Yan Qin woke up... he could still see his things.

Everyone's heart is very heavy, and they are doing all this almost with a sad heart.

This is the only thing they can do.

They will not let Yan Qin lose even this bit of dignity.

"It's okay, we will watch here." Nie Dongyu comforted Wen Xue, "Would you like something to eat? You haven't eaten for most of the day."

Wen Xue shook her head: "I can't eat anymore. I want to see brother Yan Qin come out... I'm afraid of missing out..."

Nie Dongyu understood her mood.

They are all friends of Yan Qin and grew up together.

After Wen Xue calmed down, Tong Yao returned to the door of the operating room with her.

Wen Lu is still guarding.

Not long after, another doctor came out in a hurry: "Type B blood! Type B blood! Urgent shortage! Which family member has type B blood?!"

Wen Lu's eyes flashed, and there were huge whirlpools in his deep eyes.

"I don't have any family members." Wen Lu said solemnly and rolled up his sleeves, "I have blood type B, so draw mine."

"Okay." The doctor glanced at him and said, "Come here."

Wen Lu followed the doctor there.

Tong Yao stood up worriedly. She didn't know if Wen Lu could draw blood. He was in the hospital for so long last time.

But she knew she couldn't stop it. Wen Lu didn't say anything, but in his heart he cherished this brotherhood, even if Yan Qin betrayed him.

No one is a saint, and no one can do anything wrong. Wen Lu still chose to forgive.

He has his own principles and propriety in doing things.

The blood drawing process didn't take long. When the temperature test came back, there was alcohol cotton pressed on the arm.

"Brother, are you okay?" Wen Xue saw that his face was a little pale, and he must have drawn a lot of blood.

Wen Lu sat down on the bench and shook his head: "It's okay, this little blood is nothing."

Nursery Rhyme poured him a cup of hot tea: "Do you want something to eat?"

"No, I'll wait for Yan Qin to come out."

Just then Nie Dongyu came over, holding something like a recording pen in his hand.

"Brother Lu, what is this? I found it when I was helping Brother Yan clean up the ward."

"It's a voice recorder." Wen Lu recognized it at a glance.

"Brother Yan, how can you play with such a thing? It's not a high-tech object, and it's still placed next to the pillow."

Wen Lu raised his hand: "Give it to me."

Nie Dongyu handed him the recorder, and Wen Lu looked at it carefully with a slightly stern look.

A brand new black voice recorder, which seemed to have been specially purchased in the past few days. It seemed that they had not seen such a thing when they came to see Yan Qin last time.

Since it is a voice recorder...

Wen Lu pressed the switch.
Chapter completed!