Are you sure you want to divorce me?

"I really have something to do tomorrow." Ding Xiaosu replied solemnly. The order he received before was to obey Wen Wenyao's order unconditionally, so if Wen Wenyao insisted on him going, then he had no choice.

But Wen Wenyao was just talking casually, he knew that Han Yufeng must have his own ideas for letting Wang Cheng accompany him.

After Ding Xiaosu left, Wen Wenyao turned on the tablet and read the news, but it was calm and there was nothing.This proved that his prediction was correct.Even if these tabloid reporters were not afraid of death, would their editor-in-chief dare to offend Han Yufeng?If they didn't dare, they didn't even need to call Chengfeng, they would suppress the news by themselves.

However, Wen Wenyao was still very angry, because they still spread the photos of themselves in the hospital. Compared with the photos of themselves taking Han Yufeng to the emergency room in a racing car that they secretly took the night before, there have been many rumors on the Internet.He felt that if there was no clarification, even the statement that Han Yufeng was terminally ill would come out tomorrow.

So he picked up his cell phone and wanted to call someone to tell him to beat up those tabloids, and it would be best to fire those annoying reporters as punishment.But it wasn't until he was about to make a call that he suddenly realized that he was simply a bare-bones commander now, and he didn't know who to call.After thinking about it for a long time, he remembered that Jiang Shiyan's company was barely connected with the media, so he called, but it took a long time for someone to pick up the ring.

"Hello..." That soft, slightly nasal voice obviously shouldn't be coming from Jiang Shiyan.

Wen Wenyao's complexion suddenly sank, and he involuntarily clenched the mobile phone next to his ear, before saying, "Lin Qiyun, where's Ah Yan?"

"A Yan, Ah Yan is sleeping. Are you Young Master Wen? What's the matter? I can tell him later..."

"Sleep?!" Wen Wenyao's voice suddenly rose, and his face turned greener, obviously thinking of something bad.

"Lin Qiyun, can't you live too much? Don't you know that Ah Yan is in poor health? You still drag him to do that kind of thing in broad daylight!"

"What are you talking about?" A slightly puzzled voice came from the phone, "A Yan felt a little uncomfortable after eating, so he went to bed first. Young Master Wen, what's the matter with you?"

Wen Wenyao: "It's nothing. Tell him to hang up on me after he wakes up. No... Since he's not feeling well, then there's no need." After he finished saying this, he didn't care what the other person was In response, he hung up the phone.

He raised his head in a daze, unexpectedly meeting Han Yufeng's slightly bewildered eyes.

"Yu Feng!" He couldn't help but screamed, and then he got up and rang the bedside bell.

Han Yufeng did wake up, and he woke up earlier than the doctor estimated, but at this moment he would rather not wake up, because once he regains consciousness, the pain will always be the first to wake up.So he actually only opened his eyes for about two seconds, then closed them painfully again.This frightened Wen Wenyao again, he quickly grabbed his hand, lay on the bed with his upper body and kept calling him, "Han Yufeng! You woke up after a long time, so don't sleep again!"

"Hey! Open your eyes quickly... Do you know that you have made me miserable, do you know that I have..." The more he said, the more sad he became, and in the end he actually So I put on a crying voice, and didn't even feel the doctor ran in.

Han Yufeng was so annoyed by him that he had no choice but to raise his eyelids again, "You...don't...speak..."

"Han Yufeng!" Wen Wenyao heard the voice as small as a mosquito, and his eyes widened in surprise. He opened his mouth and was about to say something, but the doctor roughly lifted it and threw it aside.

"Hey!" Wen Wenyao was about to get angry, but he didn't expect that the person who treated him so badly was Ning An, and he immediately swallowed the curse that was about to come out.

Forget it, Han Yufeng's friend, it's better not to argue with him too much.

The doctors checked Han Yufeng up and down again, and came to the conclusion that this person really woke up early.But Ning An was not surprised, because Chairman Han Da had too many worries in his heart. Every time he thought he would sleep for ten days and a half months, he would wake up on time in two days. He couldn't be more inspirational!Ning An even thought that if one day the city wanted to select some "representative of the country who moved the country with a disability and a strong mind", he must send this person in front of him to participate in the election, and he might be selected.

He bent down slightly, pressed Han Yufeng's left abdomen lightly, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Han Yufeng was unprepared and moaned directly.Ning An nodded, "It seems to be quite painful." Then he recorded something in his folder.

But this time, Wen Wenyao quit directly, and immediately yelled at Ning An, "What's the matter with you? Do you treat patients like this?"

Ning An gave him a cold look, "I'm here for an inspection."

"Healing you won't... you won't... take it easy?"

"What's wrong? Distressed?"

"..." Wen Wenyao realized this time that he had overreacted, but he couldn't get down the stairs anymore, so he simply stuck his neck and said along Ning An's words, "My heart hurts! What's wrong?"

This time, even Han Yufeng looked this way in surprise.

Wen Wenyao and Wen Wenyao felt that if there was a hole in the ward at this moment, he would go in without hesitation.It's so, so, so embarrassing!

He looked towards the hospital bed with some trepidation, hoping that this person was in pain and confused, and hadn't heard the "declaration" he just said.But unexpectedly, as soon as he turned his head, he met Han Yufeng's smiling eyes.

"..."

The atmosphere was suddenly awkward.

"Uh, that... Don't get me wrong... I am, I am..." Wen Wenyao explained incoherently, but the description became darker and darker, and the corners of Han Yufeng's mouth became more and more curved, and he even forgot the pain in his body for a while .

In the end, it was Ning An who broke the weird atmosphere in the ward, "Okay, okay, don't be sentimental, have you forgotten that you are still a patient? Han Yufeng, do you remember everything before you fell into a coma?"

"..." Han Yufeng frowned and tried to think back, then nodded with difficulty.

"That's good. How many times is this? Do you need me to explain the evolution of gastric cancer?"

"No need. This is the last time."

"Are you sure?" Ning An's eyes behind the lens looked at him coldly, with disbelief on his face.It's not that he's suspicious, it's because this person has a lot of criminal records, no matter how much trust he has, it's almost consumed by him.