Lan Yifeng felt like she was plunged into darkness. The darkness was so heavy that it made her feel so uncomfortable that she couldn't move.

What happened to her?

Her consciousness returned little by little, and in a daze, she remembered what dangerous things she had done.

If the man was about to commit suicide, was it necessary for her to risk her life to stop him? She had never been a Bodhisattva, and she had never thought about whether saving someone's life would be better than building a seven-level pagoda.

In such a dangerous situation, she should stay away. After all, every time she encounters danger, she always protects herself and survives.

There was a moist touch on the lips, and something flowed into the mouth, moistening the dry tongue and smoking throat.

She struggled to open her eyes. What she usually did easily was so laborious this time.

The first thing that caught her eyes was the dazzling sunlight, which made her close her eyes immediately.

There was the sound of footsteps leaving beside her, and then the sound of the curtains being closed, so she opened her eyes again.

He saw Huo Qingcang at a glance.

His face still looks so cold, as if he will always have this cold look, even if he is gentle occasionally, he still looks very cold.

However, there was a hint of worry that could not be concealed between his eyebrows, his face was pale, and his chin was covered with newly grown green stubble.

She subconsciously wanted to get up, but as soon as she moved a little, she felt a sharp pain in her left shoulder.

"Don't move!" He shouted coldly and raised his hand to hold her down gently.

"What's wrong with me?"

This looks like a hospital. Why did she enter the hospital again?

Lan Yifeng had no memory of her injury at all. She only remembered that she went to grab the knife in his hand, and then he threw it out hard. She hit the wall, and then...

There was no more, because she couldn't remember anything after that.

"You're hurt..." Huo Qingcang said with a guilty conscience, because she was hurt entirely by him.

"Ah? Where am I injured? How?" She stared at him in shock. Could it be that he took advantage of her dizziness and went crazy and chopped her up like a fish on the chopping board?

When she thought of this, she was so frightened that she couldn't help but move her legs and arms to check whether her arms and legs were still intact and connected to her body.

"I told you not to move!" Huo Qingcang seemed to understand her thoughts and held her down again: "You are missing neither arms nor legs, but there is a big hole in your shoulder."

And the blood that came out of this opening almost killed her.

"Oh..." She breathed a sigh of relief, and then she felt that her whole body was weak, dizzy, and wanted to sleep again.

"Don't sleep yet, drink some water and eat something."

Lan Yifeng turned to look at him and saw a glass of water in her hand. She dug out it with a spoon and then carefully handed it to her mouth.

She was indeed very thirsty, so she opened her mouth obediently and let him feed her.

As I drank the water he fed me, tears couldn't stop coming to my eyes.

She was really useless. She had warned herself many times not to cry easily, but why did she still cry so easily?

"What's wrong? Does it hurt?" Huo Qingcang quickly put down the water glass and pressed the button on the bedside.

While waiting for the nurse to come, he asked in a panic: "Does it really hurt?"

Lan Yifeng nodded, yes, it hurts, it hurts in my heart.

If she received such gentle and attentive personal care from him, five years ago, she would have been moved to tears, but now, she feels sad.

She told herself not only once not to compare the present with the past, as that would only make herself ask for trouble. However, she seemed to be possessed by a demon. Every time he treated her differently, she would involuntarily compare it with the past.

Then the result of the comparison is that five years ago, he really didn't love her, not at all.

This conclusion almost drove her crazy. She cared so much about the relationship five years ago. Even if he loved her a little bit, she might not be so heartbroken.

It was precisely because he didn't love that he could do such a cruel thing and completely destroy her and her life.

Even a woman to sleep with is more important than Ran Qianqian five years ago. Whenever she thinks of this, she has the urge to go crazy.

"If it hurts, just scream. If you shout, you may feel better. Don't hold it back." His gentle voice was like the warm spring breeze blowing.

She turned her head away, letting her crystal tears fall into the pillow cover.

"You..." His thin lips moved slightly, and he said softly: "I'm sorry..."

Lan Yifeng turned to look at him again in shock. Even if he did something wrong, he would not apologize to anyone even if he knew that he had done something wrong. Why did he say sorry to her?

She closed her eyes tightly and knew without asking that her injuries were caused by him.

"I don't need you to say sorry..." She remembered what she wanted to say to him yesterday, and said slowly: "If you really feel sorry, don't come to my house again. Our relationship is just a business relationship, and I will do my duty.

"

Huo Qingcang's face suddenly darkened. Just as he was about to say something, the nurse had already arrived.

She was carrying a tray with gauze and medicine on it.

"Sir, please go out for a moment. I need to change her dressing."

Huo Qingcang moved the chair slightly, sat there without moving, and said, "Change."

"You go out first." Lan Yifeng was really embarrassed to take off his clothes in front of him in broad daylight.

"It's not like I haven't seen it before. If you don't want to feel pain, change it quickly." Huo Qingcang stubbornly just sat still. His words were not a hint at all, but an explicit statement. Anyone with a brain can guess it.

What is their relationship?

Of course the nurse had some brains, so she started to change Lan Yifeng's dressing.

Lan Yifeng also knew that anything he said would be redundant. If he wanted to see it, he could just let him see it. As he said, it's not like he hadn't seen it before.

The hospital gown was untied and the gauze on the shoulders was carefully removed. Huo Qingcang sat directly opposite Lan Yifeng, staring at her wounds with deep eyes.

The ten centimeter-long wound almost ran across her shoulder. The white and tender skin was cut open abruptly and then sewn up. The sutured place looked so ferocious and terrifying, and a little bit of blood oozed out from time to time.

Her shoulders are small and she usually looks very young and weak. Now that she has such a terrifying wound on her shoulder, it makes her even more distressed.

Huo Qingcang's brows knitted tighter and tighter, and his face became increasingly ugly.

He suddenly stood up and strode outside.

Lan Yifeng looked at his back as he hurried away, not knowing what he wanted to do.
Chapter completed!