Sir, don't be too bad

next day, friday

Yu Han got up early, washed up, bought breakfast, and then called Yan Xiao.

"Honey, wake up." Yu Han whispered in Yan Xiao's ear.

Yan Xiao opened his eyes in a daze and took a look: "It's so early!"

After speaking, she turned over and planned to continue sleeping.

Yu Han grabbed the quilt and dragged her back: "It's getting late, we're going to the Civil Affairs Bureau after breakfast, you forgot?"

Yan Xiao blinked: "Oh."

If he didn't mention it, she forgot such an important thing!

"You actually forgot!" Seeing her blank expression, Yu Han immediately narrowed his eyes, then stretched out his hand and scratched her creaking hole.

"How dare you forget such a big thing!"

Fortunately, he remembered all night!

"Hahaha... I'm sorry!" Yan Xiao rolled around in the bed.

The two of them were having a good time, when Yu Han's cell phone beeped.

"Hmph! I'll answer the phone first, and I'll take care of you later." Yu Han said as he got up and went to the bedside to pick up the phone.

"It's so early, who is calling?" Yan Xiao rubbed his eyes and sat up, and then saw Yu Han's face suddenly changed.

"Okay! I'll come right away!" Yu Han said and hung up the phone, and then looked over with a condensed expression: "Xinyuan committed suicide."

"...suicide?" Yan Xiaona repeated.

Mu Xinyuan committed suicide?

Unlikely, right?

Just as she was thinking about it, she heard Yu Han say, "She cut her wrist with a fruit knife, but fortunately, Sister Zhang found out in time and called the doctor."

While talking, Yu Han hurriedly went to the closet to get his clothes: "I'll go over now and have a look, come over after you finish packing."

Yan Xiao paused and hummed.

Yu Han quickly dressed and left.

Yan Xiao sat for a while, then slowly got out of bed.

Mu Xinyuan committed suicide?

Why doesn't she believe it at all?

But whether she believed it or not, when Yu Han rushed to the hospital, he was still taken aback by Mu Xinyuan's pale face.

"Xinyuan, what are you doing?" Yu Han asked in shock.

Mu Xinyuan's wrist was wrapped with gauze, her face was pale and colorless.

Seeing Yu Han, Mu Xinyuan cried out immediately: "Han, just let me die, I really don't want to live like this."

As Mu Xinyuan said that, she pulled the gauze on her wrist.

Yu Han hurriedly pressed her hand: "Xinyuan, don't say such stupid things."

Mu Xinyuan struggled: "Let me die, anyway, no one in this world cares about me, no one wants me, so what's the point of me being alive?"

"You still have me, I will always take care of you." Yu Han hurriedly pulled her back and said.

"But you are smiling, how could you keep caring about me?" Mu Xinyuan was still crying.

"You Yanxiao, the two of us can take care of you together." Yu Han didn't let go in the slightest.

A trace of resentment flashed in Mu Xinyuan's eyes, but there was a heartbroken expression on her face: "I don't want you to take care of me with her, I only want you!"

When Yu Han heard this, his expression paused: "Xinyuan, this me..."

"Go!" Mu Xinyuan pushed Yu Han away abruptly, then frowned tightly: "Ah! It hurts!"

"The patient's wound may be open, get out of the way." The doctor who had just stitched up Mu Xinyuan's wound hurriedly pulled Yu Han over.

Lifting up her clothes, Mu Xinyuan's back was indeed oozing blood.

"Don't get excited, I'll treat your wound." Doctors and nurses rushed forward.