Sir, don't be too bad

"Smile, let's not talk about it. She seems to be in severe pain. I'll call the doctor." Yu Han hurriedly said into the phone.

Before Yan Xiao could say anything, Yu Han had already hung up the phone.

Yan Xiao sighed.

It seems that Mu Xinyuan's injury this time reawakened the childhood memory in Yu Han's heart.

But she can understand.

If it were her, let alone the person she once liked risked her life to save her, even if it was a stranger, she would probably be too moved.

She didn't mind Yu Han taking care of Mu Xinyuan, but she was a little worried whether he would fall in love with Mu Xinyuan again because of this.

At the hospital, Yu Han put away his phone and immediately rushed to Mu Xinyuan's side: "Xinyuan, does it hurt?"

"En." Mu Xinyuan answered with a sob.

Hearing this, Yu Han hurriedly said, "Be patient, I'll go to the doctor."

Mu Xinyuan slightly opened her eyes: "The doctor came a while ago and said that this pain will last for two or three days, let me bear it."

After she woke up, the doctor came to round the room, asked her a few simple questions, and left.

These words are her own.

"Then what should we do?" Yu Han was a little anxious.

What he was most worried about was, if Mu Xinyuan was in such pain, would she really be paralyzed?

"Let's have a chat." Mu Xinyuan looked at him expectantly: "Maybe if you divert your attention, the pain will stop?"

"Okay." Yu Han responded, and sat down on the chair again: "What do you want to talk about?"

"I..." Mu Xinyuan opened her mouth, looked at Yu Han after a while and said, "I did that before, do you already hate me?"

Yu Han was silent for a while, "Let's not mention those unpleasant things."

"Okay." Mu Xinyuan nodded: "Yu Han, I've always wanted to know, if I hadn't gone abroad back then, would the two of us have gotten married?"

"I don't know." Yu Han replied directly: "Time will not go back, and it doesn't make any sense to assume, so I can't answer you."

Mu Xinyuan did that to Yan Xiao before, probably because he gave the other party an illusion.

Now that he has proposed to Yan Xiao, he can no longer give Mu Xinyuan any ambiguous thoughts.

When Mu Xinyuan heard this, her expression darkened: "It's because I was thinking too much."

"Tell me about your recent work. How is your studio?" Yu Han changed the subject.

"It's difficult for a person to do anything. I feel like I can't hold on any longer." Mu Xinyuan sighed quietly, and didn't bring up the previous topic again.

"I'll help you." Yu Han said, "When you recover, I'll be your brand's spokesperson, how about it?"

Mu Xinyuan raised her eyes and looked at him: "Yu Han, you don't need to repay me in this way, I don't need it."

What she wants is him, his person, his heart.

Just as Yu Han was talking, the wound on his leg accidentally touched the chair, and he immediately frowned in pain.

"What's wrong with you, is the wound hurting?" Mu Xinyuan asked hastily.

Yu Han nodded.

"Then go over there and rest on the bed for a while, it's early in the morning, and you're tired even sitting here." Mu Xinyuan said.

She lived in a double room with two beds and the other one was empty.

Yu Han glanced at Mu Xinyuan, nodded, "Okay, then you have to be patient, I'll go to the doctor when the sun rises."

Mu Xinyuan nodded.

Yu Han got up and walked to the bed next door, and lay down flat.