After watching the sunset as they wished, the four of them took the cable car back to the starting point and prepared to go to the restaurant in the city center.

On the way, Zhuang Mingyue saw the homeless man again.

I saw the homeless man lying on the ground, scribbling something with a pen.

Zhuang Mingyue was about to get up, "Stop the car!"

After the car stopped, without waiting for anyone to ask, Zhuang Mingyue hurriedly got out of the car and walked towards the homeless man. This time he could clearly see that the homeless man was drawing a city construction map.

Even with just a pen refill, he was able to draw the outlines of the city's structure clearly. Zhuang Mingyue admired him.

"Uncle, are you a painter?"

The sudden words interrupted the tramp's thoughts. He picked up the picture as if it were a treasure and moved away, but there was fear in his eyes.

Zhuang Mingyue's face was full of kindness, with a smile on her lips, "Uncle, don't worry, I have no other intentions."

Zhan Yan came over with a tense face and supported Zhuang Mingyue, his eyes full of worry.

At this time, Zhuang Mingyue sighed a little frustrated. It seemed that the homeless man still didn't believe her. She hurriedly took out the money from Zhan Yan and carefully placed it in front of the homeless man before turning around and getting in the car.

Having had enough fun abroad, Zhuang Mingyue proposed to go back, and Zhan Yan arranged the flight without saying a word.

But this time, the flight made Zhuang Mingyue tired.

It was night time, but Zhuang Mingyue felt dizzy and unwell all over. It was difficult to force herself to close her eyes and rest.

Zhan Yan saw it all and became extremely anxious.

Li Yuhan stepped forward and said, "Let me take a look."

In fact, deep down, she didn't like Zhuang Mingyue, but from a rational point of view, she had to admit that Zhuang Mingyue was a very good friend.

In her spare time abroad, Li Yuhan learned some medical professional knowledge in order to better enrich herself.

After returning abroad, I consulted relevant experts. Although my current medical skills are not professional, they are more than enough to diagnose people.

Zhuang Mingyue's body was twitching restlessly, and her tightly closed eyes were trembling from time to time.

After a simple diagnosis, Li Yuhan found that Zhuang Mingyue's brain seemed to have been traumatized. She looked at Zhan Yan with doubts, "What kind of brain trauma did Mingyue suffer?"

Zhan Yan did not give a detailed answer, but just hummed with an indifferent look.

Due to the difficulty in moving around on the plane and the lack of relevant diagnostic facilities, Li Yuhan could only make the most basic judgment and give the simplest solution at present.

"It's mainly about the brain, and also a bit of a cold."

Zhan Yan followed Li Yuhan's instructions and applied hot compress to Zhuang Mingyue without closing his eyes. Li Yuhan saw it all, and the fire in his heart faded a little as time passed.

As soon as he got off the plane, Zhan Yan asked the driver to drive all the way to Jing'an Private Hospital.

When the test results came out, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Xiang Wen left early because he had to go to the company to handle a project, but Li Yuhan was reluctant to leave.

She was also very sleepy, but her heart was somehow pulled at attention, and she was secretly hoping that Zhuang Mingyue was okay. Was she crazy?

When Zhan Yan walked out of the ward, his expression was calm, and Li Yuhan immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"You should go back too. You were tired last night." Zhan Yan said as he sat down at the door of the ward, clasped his hands, and felt very upset. From the operation five years ago to now, there had not been any major problems with Zhuang Mingyue's health. This time he was careless.

Li Yuhan just kept a distance from Zhan Yan and didn't say anything. She just sat there quietly.

When Zhuang Mingyue opened her tired eyes again, she found herself in the ward. She subconsciously called out, "Zhan Yan?"

Immediately, a familiar figure of a man appeared at the door of the ward with an echo. Zhuang Mingyue felt relieved. Behind the man, she also saw Li Yuhan's tired face.

"Yuhan? Didn't you go home?" Zhuang Mingyue tried hard to sit up, but found that her right hand was receiving an IV, so she had to lie still.

Li Yuhan quickly followed Zhan Yan and came forward. "No." There was a layer of moisture in her eyes. "Mingyue, you seem to be much better."

Zhuang Mingyue still felt very sleepy, but she smiled so as not to worry the two of them. "I'm much better now, you don't have to worry about me."

At the urging of Zhuang Mingyue and Zhan Yan, Li Yuhan was picked up from the hospital by Xiang Wen.

Suddenly, only Zhuang Mingyue and Zhan Yan were left in the ward, and the room seemed strangely quiet.

Zhuang Mingyue almost didn't dare to look at the man's face. She felt that at this moment she was more like a child who had done something wrong. Alas, her body was not doing well.

After sitting silently for a while, Zhuang Mingyue gradually fell asleep due to sleepiness. She vaguely felt that someone was tucking her in.

Zhan Yan stayed by the bedside almost without closing his eyes. He kept reflecting on himself in his heart about how he had taken care of Zhuang Mingyue.

Zhuang Mingyue didn't want to stay in the hospital. After two days of intravenous drip, she kept clamoring to go back. Zhan Yan had no choice but to agree to her.

Little Xingxing was very happy that Zhuang Mingyue came back, but she looked like she had just recovered from a serious illness and her face was filled with worry.

Zhan Yan helped Zhuang Mingyue to go upstairs, but she insisted on sitting on the sofa, "Can't I just sit in the living room?"

Zhuang Mingyue was in a bad mood during the two days she stayed in the hospital. When she returned home, she didn't want to be a patient anymore.

The man looked at her with a heavy gaze, but still agreed to her request.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Little Xingxing rushed forward and stretched out her little hand to pull Zhuang Mingyue's sleeve.

Zhuang Mingyue narrowed her eyes slightly, and thought it would be better to go home, where she would have Xiao Xingxing. "Mom is fine."

Zhan Yan stayed at home with Zhuang Mingyue for two days. Seeing her complexion getting better little by little, he did not relax at all. Instead, he took care of her even more diligently in all aspects.

Zhuang Mingyue watched the man coming in and out serving meals and water every day, and had long wanted to say that there was no need to be so cautious, but she did not dare to say it out loud because of Zhan Yan's aura.

Li Yuhan didn't come very often, but every time she came, she would keep her company and bring her some precious picture albums.

When Li Yuhan came again that day, Zhuang Mingyue couldn't help wanting to go out. "I've recovered. It's really boring to stay at home!"

Li Yuhan just glanced at the door. Zhan Yan had just left, so he didn't know if he heard what Zhuang Mingyue said.

"Just rest at home and go out when you feel better." When Li Yuhan came here just now, she had already seen Zhan Yan's nervousness towards Zhuang Mingyue, and roughly guessed that the idea of ​​going out would not be accepted.

Zhuang Mingyue had a bitter face. She couldn't go out recently and had no mood to paint. She could only look at picture albums and magazine news occasionally. It really made her feel bored and lost.

Even after all this, Zhan Yan still refuses to give in.

During lunch, Zhuang Mingyue couldn't help herself and asked, "Can I go out with Yu Han this afternoon?"

The man picked up food for her with a cold face, and his attitude was clear at a glance.

Zhuang Mingyue was angry and ate in silence.

I was planning to lie down in my room all afternoon. Just as I was about to close the door, a figure appeared through the crack of the door.

"What are you doing!" Zhuang Mingyue asked unhappily, and simply sat down on the bed without closing the door.

Zhan Yan walked in holding a bouquet of champagne roses.

When she walked in front of Zhuang Mingyue, the woman raised her eyes and glanced at the flower. Her mood improved a little, but when she thought of the man's recent harshness towards her, her face became stern again.

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