Mr. Yan, Madam Bai Yueguang has also returned to China.

Blood flowed down his forehead. Zhao Muyuan reached out and touched it. He turned around and looked at the boy behind him. The boy was frightened by his eyes and took a step back. He dropped the bottle and ran away.

"Zhao Muyuan, you are bleeding!"

Yan Jiayi walked to him and supported him, "I'll take you to the hospital now!"

Zhao Muyuan smiled at her and said, "Jiayi, don't be afraid. It's a small injury. It's okay..."

The next second, his tall body fell down instantly. Yan Jiayi couldn't hold him up at all. While she helped him stop the bleeding, she took out her mobile phone and called an ambulance.

Blood continued to flow from her fingers, and Yan Jiayi cried out in fear.

"Zhao Muyuan, wake up and don't scare me."

Gu Weimeng came back from the phone call and ran over quickly when he saw what happened, and then went to call someone. More than half an hour later, Zhao Muyuan was pushed into the emergency room of the hospital.

Yan Jiayi's hands were covered in blood. Thinking of Zhao Muyuan's eyes tightly closed, her body trembled with fear.

Gu Weimeng contacted the Zhao family, and then took Yan Jiayi to the bathroom to clean the blood on her body, "Nuan Nuan, don't think too much, Zhao Muyuan will be fine."

Yan Jiayi looked at her with red eyes, "It's all my fault. If he hadn't saved me, he wouldn't have been hurt."

"Nuan Nuan, I took you to the party. According to what you said, the person you should blame is me."

But Zhao Muyuan shed so much blood, what if... what if he died like this?

Yan Jiayi shook her head to stop herself from thinking.

Back outside the emergency room, she clutched her phone tightly. Zhao's parents rushed over in a hurry. When they saw Yan Jiayi, they immediately surrounded her.

Zhao Xinyuan asked anxiously: "Jiayi, what happened? Mu Yuan is so good, how could he be beaten?"

Yan Jiayi whispered: "Someone wants to bully me. Zhao Muyuan fights with them to protect me."

Mother Zhao's face darkened when she heard this, "I knew that something would happen to him sooner or later because of you. Since you don't like him, why do you keep hanging on to him? Seeing my son tossing himself for you every day, you feel a sense of accomplishment. Yes or no?"

Yan Jiayi shook her head, "Auntie, I didn't..."

"You didn't? Then who is he lying in there for now?"

Yan Jiayi's eyes turned red and she murmured: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

Gu Weimeng protected Yan Jiayi behind her, "Auntie, no one wants something like this to happen. Jiayi is also very sad now."

"She's sad? If it wasn't for her, how could my son be like this!"

Zhao Xinyuan saw this and pulled Zhao's mother aside, "Okay, the most important thing now is to see if Mu Yuan is okay."

Mother Zhao burst into tears when she heard this, "I only have this precious son. If Mu Yuan has his shortcomings, how will I live?"

Tears dripped from her eyes, Yan Jiayi slowly sat on the ground and hugged herself into a ball.

She clutched the phone tightly. Zhao Muyuan was covered in blood, the operating room door was closed, and the resentment and accusation in Zhao's mother's eyes made her breathless.

I really want to hear his voice.

If he were here, she wouldn't have to think about anything, he would take care of everything.

But she could no longer contact him willfully.

As time passed by, Zhao's father, who was originally calm, was pacing back and forth outside the emergency room in a hurry. Zhao's mother wiped her tears, and she had no energy left from crying.

The door to the operating room finally opened, and Zhao's parents rushed over anxiously, "How is my son?"

The doctor took off his mask and said, "The man has been rescued and is out of danger. However, he was hit hard on the head and further examination is needed."

When the Zhao parents heard this, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Gu Weimeng patted Yan Jiayi on the shoulder, "Nuan Nuan, it's okay."

When Yan Wenzhou and Yu Wei got the news and rushed to the hospital, Zhao Muyuan had already been pushed into the ward.

Gu Weimeng sat on the bench outside the ward with Yan Jiayi.

On the way here, the two of them already knew the whole story. Yu Wei looked at Yan Jiayi's eyes that were red from crying and rubbed the top of her hair, "Nuan Nuan, mom and dad are here, everything is fine."

Yan Jiayi nodded.

Yan Wenzhou and Yu Wei walked into the ward.

When Zhao Xinyuan saw the two people, he greeted them very attentively, "Mr. Yan, Mrs. Yan, Mu Yuan is fine. You see, I've even made a special trip for you."

Zhao Xinyuan said and gave Yuan Zhengmei a look. Yuan Zhengmei looked at her baby son lying on the hospital bed with a pale face and said angrily: "If I hadn't saved your baby daughter, my son would not be lying here!"

Zhao Xinyuan glanced at her helplessly and signaled her to stop making any sound.

"The boy who injured Mu Yuan has been found and sent to the police station." Yu Wei looked at the two people politely. On the way here, she and Yan Wenzhou had already seen the surveillance camera. Zhao Muyuan was indeed there for Nuan Nuan. Injuried.

"We are really grateful to Mu Yuan."

Zhao Xinyuan said with a smile: "Boys should protect the girls they like. Mrs. Yan doesn't need to be so polite. He should feel honored to save Jiayi from being injured."

Yuan Zhengmei gave him a fierce look and put her head aside. I dare you to believe that your son was not born of you after ten months of hard work!

After this happened, Yan Wenzhou and Yu Wei were worried that Yan Jiayi would go back to the apartment alone and took her home.

Yan Jiayi took a bath, and the smell of blood on her body seemed to be finally gone.

Lying on the bed, somewhat unable to sleep, Yan Jiayi got up and left. As if by mistake, she walked into Yu Zeqiu's bedroom, and he only took away some simple things.

Nothing changed in the room.

Yan Jiayi sat on the edge of the bed, and she seemed to still be able to see Yu Zeqiu standing there smiling and looking at her.

Yan Jiayi also smiled. The man in front of her disappeared and tears fell. She didn't know how long it would take to stop thinking about him.

Before going to school the next day, Yan Jiayi made a special trip to the hospital.

Zhao Muyuan had already woken up and saw her carrying a thermos bucket. He looked at her with a smile and said, "Jiayi, you are here."

He had a bandage on his head and a net bag, which made him look a bit funny.

Yan Jiayi looked at Yuan Zhengmei politely, "Auntie."

Yuan Zhengmei glanced at Yan Jiayi, responded, and stood up without expression, "I'm going outside to get some fresh air."

"Jiayi, what delicious food did you bring me?"

Yan Jiayi then remembered that before she went out in the morning, her mother specially asked her to bring Zhao Muyuan a tonic soup. She walked into the ward and poured him a bowl, "Tonic soup, your body will recover faster if you drink this."

Zhao Muyuan looked at her expectantly, "Did you cook it for me yourself?"

Before Yan Jiayi could answer, Zhao Muyuan had already taken the soup and drank it in one gulp.

"Drink slowly, no one will compete with you."

Zhao Muyuan wiped the corners of his mouth and said, "It tastes so good. I want to drink another bowl."

Yan Jiayi poured him another bowl, and Zhao Muyuan leaned on the bedside, "Jiayi, I feel dizzy sitting down, and I want to lean on it for a while. Can you feed me?"