In the lounge.

Yang Yu carefully helped Cheng Feng in, then looked for the medicine box everywhere, opened the medicine box, and took out gauze and disinfected iodine from it.

He looked at the wound on Cheng Feng's face and frowned slightly: "It will hurt a little, so you have to endure it."

"Let other nurses come over to apply medicine for me! You have just calmed down, so let's take a rest first!" Cheng Feng looked at her and said softly.

Yang Yu paused her hand holding the cotton swab, and her shoulders shook slightly: "Even you think, am I a lunatic?"

"I'm fine, I just saw him suddenly and thought of something. Now it's fine."

Cheng Feng nodded and stopped talking.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Yang Yu quickly took a cotton swab and carefully disinfected him.

He lowered his eyes lightly, without saying anything, his eyes were extremely dim.

Cheng Feng's eyes were locked tightly at her, and suddenly he was a little suspicious, not knowing whether what he had just done was right or wrong.

In recent years, Yang Yu has been living in her own world. The three words Yan Huaining have become an untouchable taboo, and even... if these words appear alone, she will lose control of her mind.

He really couldn't bear to see her like this, so he could only force her like this.

Blindly escaping can only make the condition worse and worse. Yan Huaining is like a knot, which will only become tighter and tighter in her heart, and eventually become a dead knot.

The only solution is to face it.

I thought that bringing Yang Yu back and letting Yang Yu give up completely with Yan Huaining was a good solution.

But now...

Yang Yu's movements were very gentle, but her eyes were extremely tumultuous.

Cheng Feng sighed slightly in his heart. He opened his mouth and was about to say something, but she suddenly stood up slowly, put the iodine in her hand and the front of her into the box, and said lightly: "The injury has been treated. Remember, you can't get water in a short time. Give it to you! I'll just go to the lounge next door to rest."

"Little Taro." Cheng Feng's lips squirmed, and he couldn't help calling her, his black eyes narrowed slightly, and he whispered: "She shouldn't have left yet. You can see him when you go out. I haven't seen him for so many years, so I'd better go and see him!"

Yang Yu tightened her hand holding the medicine box, closed her eyes gently, and sneered: "You said you haven't seen each other for so many years, so what's the point of meeting again? You have a good rest! I'll go out first."

After saying that, Yang Yu walked out with the medicine box.

As soon as I walked to the door, I happened to meet Yan Huaining, who was standing at the door.

The nose was slightly tight, she tightly clamped him, and her father was lying in the cold morgue, and the child who was obviously growing in her belly turned into blood, and her heart kept tightening.

Her hands kept clenched, her long nails sank deep into the flesh, and her pinched fingers hurt so much that she barely calmed down.

Sure enough, some things are not a matter of time.

No matter how many years passed, what happened back then is vivid in my mind.

Sometimes she is afraid of being awake. When she is awake, those things are like alarm bells, and they will never stop jumping out. On the contrary, it is best to be confused. She lives in her own world in a confused way and doesn’t have to think about anything.

Being a lunatic is really good...

Seeing Yang Yu come out, Yan Huaining's eyes lit up immediately. He couldn't help but walk forward, looked at her, and spoke quickly: "Xiao Yu."
Chapter completed!