After being proposed by a blind man, I married into a wealthy family

Doctor Li looked up at He Yanhui, the expression on his face remained unchanged: "Are you a family member?"

He Yan replied not only angry but also strong, nodded very firmly: "Yes."

Although their marriage relationship puzzles He Yanhui, although they are now on the verge of breaking it up

However, at least it is still protected by law.

"But during Mr. Ling's previous hospitalization, I never saw you." Dr. Li didn't have a good look at He Yanhui, and he spoke very directly.

Guan Muzhou is a junior she loves very much, and she even takes care of Ling Su very much.During the time Ling Su was hospitalized, Dr. Li also roughly understood the ins and outs of Ling Su and the child.

And the person in front of him was obviously the one who Ling Su was shouting at that time even when he fell asleep.

If he didn't show up at that time, it would be meaningless for him to be another father of the child.

"Mr. He, please wait." Dr. Li waved his hand, "Come in, Xiao Guan."

He Yanhui, who was locked outside the office, was frowning tightly, and the nameless anger in his heart began to scurry wildly again.

Curly is hospitalized?

When, why, and who is taking care of it?

What is the relationship between this surname Guan and the little curly hair?

Why can this person listen to things that even he can't listen to?

That doctor doesn't look right, what is she hiding?

A series of questions lingered in He Yanhui's mind, making him unable to figure out any clues for a while.

At that time, the only thing that came out was: "Ling Su... are you okay?"

He Yanhui had no hostility towards Ling Su, not from the first time he met him.

Facing this person, his more emotion is fear.

I'm afraid of his disappointed look, afraid of his lack of light eyes, afraid of his expression that looks like he's smiling but can't even lift the corners of his mouth.

On the day I met him, Secretary Liu actually only arranged for him for 15 minutes.

15 minutes is actually enough to talk about the conditions and sign the agreement.

The He family even had two teams of legal affairs and finance to evaluate He Yanhui's marriage, and estimated the most cost-effective conditions he could give Ling Su - owning a building, owning shares, and of course not lacking in money.

But when He Yan turned to him that day, he didn't dare to say a lot of things.

They spent three times more than the scheduled time discussing what Ling Su wanted.

He Yanhui was always on guard against him, fearing that there might be some long-planned pitfall, but in the end he found that there was nothing. This person really just came to see him, and then divorced him.

Why does he want to leave so much.

After He Yanhui wrapped up his wound, he stood outside Ling Su's ward and stared at the light-colored door in a daze.

"Mr. He..." The little assistant next to him murmured, "Well... can I go in and see him?"

He Yan turned sideways and stepped aside: "Go."

The little assistant held the doorknob and gave him a hesitant look.

He Yan turned around, wearing a coat and looking a little tired: "I won't go in, so don't stay too long."

Ling Su probably didn't want to see him.

All of them, when they see themselves, are repulsive.

Be it Ling Su himself, Guan Muzhou who rushed over to beat him up, and now the doctor or his assistant.

There is a subconscious defense against him.

In fact, He Yanhui is very familiar with this kind of feeling.He was gifted with a natural talent for business and economics, so he didn't have to go to school.He Yanhui had no peers or friends in his childhood. Everyone was respectful to him, but also indifferent.

Because no one in the family dared to deny their educational methods, so He Yan returned to middle school, but he couldn't go out of the villa by himself to buy a bottle of soda that all children call childhood.

My grandfather was afraid that he would grow up too fast to replace him, my uncles and brothers were worried that he would compete for the family business, and my mother was worried that he would interfere with my love.

No one welcomes He Yan back.

Sitting in the corridor of the hospital, he felt a little lonely.

He didn't allow himself to have this kind of emotion in the past.

But today... just for a moment.

"Mr. He." Lu Yun hurried towards him with a stack of documents.

He Yan sat back and straightened his body, and his face returned to the gloomy and calm look: "What's wrong."

"You asked us to check." Lu Yun returned all the things in his hand to He Yan, "Mr. Ling's records when he was hospitalized in this hospital."

Private hospitals are very strict about the confidentiality of patients' information, so even they cannot collect too much useful information.

He Yan nodded back and opened it.

The day Ling Su was hospitalized and his own car accident seemed to be the same day, He Yan recalled.

Ling Su's hospitalization didn't seem to be a serious matter, and the symptom description also mentioned malnutrition, and it was only recommended to stay in bed for recuperation.

But Ling Su has been hospitalized.

The day of discharge was... the day he came to find himself.

He Yanhui frowned.

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"Thank you today." In the ward, Ling Su leaned against the head of the bed, and nodded thanks to the little assistant sitting next to her.

The little assistant was very embarrassed: "I didn't do anything to help, and I didn't dare to help you when I saw you fainted in front of my eyes."

Ling Su smiled: "I'm a big man, you can't help me, it's okay, I'm just a little weak."

"But before you..." the little assistant originally wanted to refute, but thought that it would be better not to argue in front of the patient, so she changed the subject, "You haven't updated for a long time."

Ling Su has always been a prolific u owner. When Mr. He was helping him take care of the shop, Ling Su's highest record was to update four videos with different themes in a week.

Life is compact and lively.

The little assistant knew his identity, so he didn't dare to ask about him and Mr. He, he just probed carefully.

Speaking of the video, Ling Su's expression also froze for a moment.He smiled immediately: "I've been in poor health recently, maybe I won't do it in the future."

"What?!?" The little girl couldn't help but exclaimed, and covered her mouth after realizing that it was a ward.

Then the eyes turned red.

"Don't cry, eh, don't cry..." Ling Su panicked when she saw that she was about to cry, and frantically pulled a tissue for her, "It's nothing."

"How can it be nothing." The little girl was emotional, obviously very difficult to accept, "You said before, you will always keep shooting."

Ling Su smiled awkwardly.

In the first trimester, his condition was unstable, and he couldn't bear such a heavy workload at all. In the later stage...after he had a belly, he probably could only hide at home.

How can a monster with a big belly continue to do coffee shops and daily vlogs?

"I see a lot of good-looking ones recently, don't be sad." Ling Su comforted her clumsily, and handed her a tissue, "I just took pictures of trivial things in life, it's nothing."

"Obviously very good." The little assistant didn't forget to refute while crying, "The previous vlog was also good, and then Mr. He..."

"What about me?"

The sudden sound from the door startled the two people in the room.

Ling Su turned his head and saw He Yanhui was standing not far from the door with gauze on his face.It looked like he was about to knock on the door, but when he heard his name being called, he made a noise.

The little assistant looked at the tall and cold boss, unable to say anything.The tears that were originally falling down were suppressed for a while.

She still can't connect this Mr. He with Mr. He.

She didn't dare to say much, but she just looked left at Mr. He at the door and right at Ling Su on the hospital bed, feeling that the air between the two was slowly freezing.

"It has nothing to do with you." Ling Su looked down at the snow-white sheets, "It's all in the past."

He Yanhui walked in slowly and leaned against the wall.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the little assistant said goodbye to Ling Su and ran out the door quickly.

He Yanhui looked at the weak and pale little curly hair on the hospital bed, and felt a little tingling in his heart: "Are you... all right?"

Ling Su shook her head: "If you want to tell me anything, just say it."

"The day I got into a car accident...were you there?"