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

Ling Su actually didn't know much about what happened.

In the past two days, his condition was not very good. He spent most of his physical strength just vomiting and sleeping every day. When he woke up, he usually went to the hospital downstairs.

After all, it is not a normal thing for a man to become pregnant. All his organs are not ready yet, and his physical and mental strength cannot keep up with the intensity of a woman's pregnancy preparation.

The doctor confiscated his computer and mobile phone early on, allowing him to rest in peace.

So when He Yanhui appeared in the ward with a serious face, Ling Su didn't know what happened.

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He just woke up from a nap, and when he opened his eyes in a daze, he saw He Yanhui sitting on the sofa in the corner of the ward.

Uncharacteristically, the sense of presence is not very strong.

He was holding an ordinary laptop in his hand, leaning against the back of the sofa chair, and typing lightly.

When he heard Ling Su wake up, he stopped what he was doing in good time and closed the computer.

Ling Su sat up on the bed and leaned against the pillow behind her, turned to look at He Yanhui: "What do you want from me?"

It's late autumn now, and the wind outside the window already has a bit of winter's noisy taste. When the leaves fall on the window sill, the dry leaves make a very light crunching sound.

The two people in the room looked at each other, even the air was very quiet.

"What do you want for lunch?"

Ling Su waited for a long time, but only waited for He Yan to reply such an insignificant question.

"There is an order in the hospital, so you don't need to buy it." Ling Su nodded, thanked him but still refused.

Immediately afterwards, the two fell into silence again.

He Yanhui's fingers tilted the side of the computer in a very slow rhythm, and he lowered his head, as if he was thinking about something very serious.

Ling Su has been in the hospital for a long time recently, and her patience is surprisingly good, she doesn't seem impatient just sitting and waiting like this: "Huh?"

"I searched for the video you took yesterday." He Yanhui finally spoke, and looked up at Ling Su, his eyes were deep but with an inappropriate clarity at this moment, "It's all gone."

"It's all gone." Ling Su nodded, "It should be handled relatively cleanly, what's wrong?"

He Yan didn't turn around at all: "Can I still find it?"

Ling Su was a little puzzled, the originally peaceful expression on his face changed rarely: "No need."

The existence of that period of time actually didn't mean much to He Yan when he came back, and the clips in the video were less than one percent of their time together.

As long as Ling Su remembers that such a person existed.

He Yan looked back at Ling Su, trying very hard to dig out how he felt about this person at the bottom of his memory.

But in vain.

He Yanhui could only see this person's light smile, and a handful of cute hairs floating in mid-air.

Like a cloudy and rainy day in soft April, the hazy rain line is mixed with a very light fragrance of green grass.

"How did we meet?" He Yan asked him back.

This was the first time that He Yan returned, and he didn't have any doubts about what they had done during that period of time, but was just curious.

When he just woke up and heard that he had a partner, he just felt ridiculous.

Guessing which good brother or sister arranged something for him, he only thought of ending this ridiculous marriage in the meanest way when he saw that person.

He Yanhui is not a person with rich emotions, but the absurd and chaotic family relationship in his childhood made him respect the contract form of marriage very much.

He once also thought that if he was lucky, he might be able to find someone who was not too annoying, whether it was useful or not, after all, he had fulfilled his wish.

Before seeing Ling Su, he only felt resentful.

But after seeing this person, He Yanhui suddenly calmed down.

This person is lively, but peaceful, soft to the world, but not easily hurt.He is like the only vivid bright color that He Yanhui has ever appeared in the orderly and indifferent world, and he is the only one among all the people He Yanhui has experienced, who is not afraid of him, nor hates him.

Ling Su just wanted to leave.

Ling Su is just disappointed with who he is now.

"My grandpa is in the hospital, and you live next door to him." Ling Su simplified their meeting very much, and he just slapped He Yan back with one sentence, "We'll get to know each other once we come and go."

He Yan knew about this.

However, He Xun and people from the He family's offshoots searched hard for him. At that time, his physical condition did not allow long-distance bumps. Lu Yun and the others went to many hospitals in Haicheng, and finally let him hide in the third hospital. for a while.

At that time, my eyes were blind and my legs were broken, and two ribs on my body were broken, and there were scratches and impact wounds everywhere. It is estimated that the appearance of lying on the hospital bed was really horrible.

"If you can't think about it, don't think about it." Ling Su looked at He Yanhui's face full of resistance, thinking that he didn't want to be down, and comforted him lightly, "It's nothing."

"At that time," He Yanhui said suddenly, dressed in a formal attire with some inappropriate embarrassment, "Isn't it ugly?"

Ling Su didn't even realize it for a while, how could a person like He Yanhui be entangled in this kind of problem?

He seemed to have determined for a long time whether the He Yanhui in front of him was a fake, and finally smiled: "It doesn't look like you now, but it's not ugly."

His little swan is not ugly.

He Yan bowed his head back, rubbing the edge of the computer: "Ah, is that so?"

"Tuk tuk." A knock on the door interrupted the conversation between the two.

"Mr. He." The secretary gestured respectfully outside the door.

Ling Su just watched He Yanhui and naturally put away the shallow annoyance on his face, put on that impeccable calm face, and turned to look at the secretary who opened the door.

"Mr. He." The secretary nodded to him, then turned around and called Mrs. He to Ling Su.

Ling Su was a little at a loss for this situation, and wanted to stop it but wondered if he would make a big fuss—after all, the marriage certificate was still at home.

He glanced at He Yanhui who was opposite, and found that this person didn't even move his expression.

Forget it.

"Mr. He, Mr. Yi is asking you, is it convenient to have dinner together with Mrs. He?" The secretary bowed slightly and asked He Yan back.

He Yan raised his head back and looked at Ling Su politely and inquiringly.

But two seconds later, he cut off the line of sight with Ling Su again, and said directly: "Push it."

"But this is the third time over there to contact you." The secretary also looked a little embarrassed, "We also..."

"Push it away." He Yan turned back and was fiddling with a small doll on the sofa in the ward. His voice was soft and fluttering, but his tone could not be rejected at all, with the majesty that only belonged to the superior, "Didn't you hear that?"

The secretary immediately fell silent, nodded, walked back to the door, and went out quietly.

Ling Su looked at He Yanhui who was playing with the doll with his head down, always felt that his state was very strange.

"Why did you push it?" Ling Su asked a little funny.

The doll in He Yan's hand was pinched and rolled around by him, and his swollen face was flattened.

Seeing him like this, Ling Su couldn't help thinking of He Yanhui who was holding his breath before, got out of bed with a smile and walked slowly, and rescued the doll from He Yanhui's hand: "Don't waste things."

Ling Su is actually not too weak, but when he is sitting next to He Yanhui, he looks very small.

He Yan glanced at Ling Su from the corner of his eye, and looked at him carefully.

It is obvious that Ling Su is of a normal man's stature, and even considered a taller type in the south.

But how come it looks so small.

He Yan looked at Ling Su's hand from the corner of his eye, always feeling that he could wrap his hand with pinholes in it with one fist.

What He Yanhui asked his subordinates to investigate about Ling Su's hospitalization was still very confusing.Although the He family's wrists are superb, but Ling Su's clinics are too few, and this well-known private hospital is famous for its high secrecy—but Dr. Li is the main one. The people concerned will always raise extraordinary defenses.

He Yanhui still hasn't found out what happened to his legal partner to be so weak.

But Ling Su was in good spirits, dangled barefoot by the sofa, and asked tentatively, "Don't you like Yi Xing?"

He Yanhui frowned almost the moment he heard the name: "No."

Ling Su had nothing to do when he was free, and felt that it was strange to sit with He Yanhui like this, but he didn't feel too disgusted, like a friend he hadn't seen for a long time, a little strange, but familiar from the bottom of his heart.

When he spoke, there was even some teasing in his tone: "If not, why keep pushing."

He Yan looked back at the chubby doll in Ling Su's hand, who had been made cute and cute, and absently said something about the company: "The business model is wrong."

Ling Su half understood, but still felt that He Yan was being stubborn.

Such a look... He couldn't help but think of the past.

"I'm going back to England in two days to deal with the matter there, and then I'm going to Switzerland to visit my grandfather." He Yanhui looked into the doll's eyes and unconsciously began to recite his itinerary, "The company There has been some progress in medical research and development recently, and the investment may be increased, and then we will discuss cooperation with the research institutes of universities in the United States..."

Holding the doll in his hand, Ling Su was a little dazed, he looked down at the doll, and then at He Yanhui, who was bending over with a serious expression, he was a little speechless.

He raised the doll's arm: "Okay... okay?"

"So I can't come here recently." He Yanhui still looked into the eyes of the doll in Ling Su's hand, as if that was what he was talking to, "Can you?"

Ling Su sighed, pressed the doll's head and nodded to him.

After nodding his head, he looked at He Yanhui, who seemed to be unfinished, and wondered if he should say something.

"I...my brother is coming over in two days?"

"Can you shoot video?"

Facing this question, Ling Su hesitated, but seeing He Yanhui's expectant look: "Take... let's take it."

He Yan smiled back when he heard the words.