After Feng Yu left Mai Linlin's ward, he arrived at An Lan's ward by accident.

The sun shone in through the glass window, and the golden light enveloped her softly, just like Sleeping Beauty in the fairy tale.

Feng Yu walked over softly and looked down at her face. An Lan was beautiful, with delicate facial features, fair skin, and two shallow dimples on her cheeks when she smiled.

Her beauty is not offensive, but it is unforgettable.

At this time, she looked more like a fragile porcelain doll, with cyan dark circles under her slightly trembling eyelashes.

Feng Yu's eyes dropped, slowly passing over her neck, looking at the bony arm that was draped on the quilt. There were still traces of his roughness on it, as well as bruises from the needle.

He didn't speak, he just looked at her quietly, his eyes divergent, and he didn't even know why he wanted to see her.

"An Lan, I hate you!"

He said this to himself and also to An Lan.

He has been saying this for several years, and has always been firm about it. Thinking of his 'quiet' sister in the ward, Feng Yu's hand unconsciously touched her neck, quietly exerting force.

The slightly cold fingertips made her frown, and she moved subconsciously, trying to get rid of the discomfort in her throat.

At this time, she was having a nightmare.

In the dream, she returned to that miserable summer.

That day, she received a call. The person said that Feng Yu had been knocked unconscious by someone, locked up in an abandoned building, and was about to be burned to death.

She was so panicked that she had no time to think about it. When she drove over and saw the raging fire burning, she vaguely saw Feng Yu who was unconscious in the fire scene. She didn't have time to wait for the firefighters to arrive, so she rushed in first.

She ran in with her wet clothes on, dragged Feng Yu with all her strength, and searched for an exit in the abandoned building.

Thick smoke filled the air, and she was choked so much that she almost coughed up blood, and her hands trembled from weakness.

But for Feng Yu, she gritted her teeth and persisted to the end, and rescued Feng Yu at the critical moment.

Before she could wake up Feng Yu, there was a sudden pain in her back and she fainted.

When I woke up again, I found myself lying on the hotel bed. Fortunately, my clothes were still intact.

She vaguely felt something was wrong, but she cared about Feng Yu. When she hurried to the hospital, Feng Yu had already woken up.

She was overjoyed, but he glared at her. The next second, she was sent to the operating table, and her skin was forcibly taken away and transplanted to Mai Linlin!

Because Mai Linlin was burned when she rescued Feng Yu from the fire, she needed a skin grafting operation.

Feng Yu refused to listen to a word of her confusing explanation.

In the dream, she was pushed onto the cold operating table, and the slight sound and pain caused by the sharp knife scratching her skin scared An Lan awake in her sleep——

"Ah, no!" An Lan woke up with a cry, his head covered in cold sweat, like a frightened deer, holding Feng Yu's hand tightly.

In fact, when she squirmed uneasily, Feng Yu wanted to withdraw his hand.

But seeing her frown, he subconsciously reached out to smooth her brows, and was caught.

An Lan was stunned for a moment. After seeing clearly that it was Feng Yu, a feeling of grievance came to his heart, and he opened his mouth and shouted: "Yu..."

Feng Yu coldly withdrew his hand, took out a piece of paper and wiped it, as if he disliked being held by her, and said indifferently: "Take good care of yourself and take good care of yourself."

An Lan still had his warmth in her hands, but when she saw him wiping his hands in disgust, the warmth instantly made her heart ache.

She chuckled softly, clenched her palms, and replied coldly: "Whether your health is good or not is my business, Feng always worries about it."

Hearing this, Feng Yu raised his thick eyebrows, turned to look at her coldly, and snorted: "It's unreasonable. A woman like you only lives to cause trouble for others!"

"Yes, I am a trouble! Then please be kind to Mr. Feng and let me go, and keep this trouble away from your sight!" An Lan felt pain in his heart, but the sarcasm on his lips became deeper and deeper.

"I said, you..."

"My life is in your hands. If you don't nod, I will never be able to leave, right?"

An Lan smiled softly, stood up, hugged Feng Yu's neck, blew into his ear, and whispered: "Mr. Feng is so reluctant to let me go, is he in love with me?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Yu grabbed her arm and threw her down on the hospital bed!
Chapter completed!