Cheng Feng looked at Yang Yu calmly, felt a little reluctant, frowned and took a deep breath.

He handed the rice bowl in his hand to her, and patted her shoulder with a smile: "What are you saying?"

"No matter what, the little taro is the best in my heart. You are just sick and nothing big. Don't say you hate yourself like this, and I will never lock you up."

"This time it's my fault. I shouldn't leave you alone. Believe me, it won't happen again. Such things will never happen again. Come and eat something first!"

Yang Yu's face turned pale, holding a rice bowl in her hand, but her eyes were staring blankly and staring ahead.

Cheng Feng felt a little nervous and followed her to watch her.

Neither of them spoke. After a long time, Yang Yu came to her senses from her thoughts, looked at the rice bowl in her hand, and took a spoon to scoop a bite of porridge and stuffed it into her mouth.

She finished eating the white porridge in the bowl like a robot, and then put the bowl aside.

He asked subconsciously: "I've finished eating, can I go and see him?"

Cheng Feng sighed, raised his eyes and looked at Yang Yu again, curled his lips lightly, and nodded slowly to compromise.

Upon hearing this, a bright light immediately appeared in Yang Yu's eyes, and she said thank you softly to him, then turned around and strode towards the door, opened the door and walked out.

Cheng Feng stared blankly at her back, his eyes drooping a little dim.

Over the years, his relationship with Yang Yu has been more like a doctor and a patient, but it seems to be closer than a doctor and a patient. Like an old friend, he knows her temperament, preferences, everything about her, and she also understands every look and movement of his eyes.

But...it's just not like a couple...

Although he chose to get married only to obtain her custody, he has always been sincere in the past few years and regarded this as a marriage.

He felt sorry for Yang Yu and knew how painful Yang Yu was.

Love cannot be forced, so he only hopes that Yang Yu will be really happy in the future...

Yang Yu ran very quickly, her mind full of Yan Huaining, and she ran towards the ward.

When I reached the door, I suddenly stopped again, stood by the door blankly, looking at Yan Huaining lying on the hospital bed through the glass window, slightly stunned.

The scene of him pushing himself away and hitting the car constantly appeared in front of him. He felt that his throat seemed to be strangled by a pair of hands, and he couldn't see through it.

"Little Taro, what's wrong?"

Because he was worried that Cheng Feng, who was following her, saw her standing at the door, his body was shaking, and his heart tightened and he hurriedly walked forward.

He held Yang Yu's slender waist with his hand and frowned and looked at her.

Yang Yu smiled and shook her head at him: "I'm fine, I just suddenly feel a little dizzy. Maybe it's the sequelae left last night! You go and do it first! I'll just go see him."

Cheng Feng still looked at her with some concern, let out a light sigh, and nodded: "I'm right next to you. If you have something to do, remember to call me."

"Well, I will." Yang Yu nodded, looked at the door in front of her with some hesitation, and slowly pushed the door open and walked in.

It was quiet in the ward, and only the sound of the instruments could be heard.

Yang Yu walked over carefully and stood beside Yan Huaining's bed.
Chapter completed!