470: C470 Can Not Be!

C470 Can Not Be!

"Where's the wound?" Nangong Yixiao looked at Yan Wanwan's clear face with five fingers and her mouth full of blood. He did not dare to imagine what other injuries she had.

Wanwan struggled to raise her hand to wipe away the blood on her lips. She was so calm and cold that it did not seem like she had just experienced such a terrible thing.

"The blood in my mouth is not mine. The bones in my legs may be broken."

At that moment, Wanwan saw killing intent on Nangong Yixiao's face.

" Don't do anything reckless. " Wanwan grabbed his arm and shook her head at him. "Brother Xiao, don't do anything you shouldn't do. It's very dangerous."

Nangong Yixiao looked at the small and soft hand on his arm. It did not have any strength at all. He tried his best to grab his sleeve.

Injuring such a person would not be an exaggeration to tear the three of them into pieces!

However, Wanwan said not to do anything dangerous.

"Okay, my Wanwan said she won't do it, so she won't do it." Nangong Yixiao nodded.

Wanwan was completely numb. Otherwise, she would have noticed Nangong Yixiao's strange behavior. He had never given her such an intimate way of addressing her as "my Wanwan."

It should be said that the current him was called Yan Xiao.

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Wanwan fell asleep on the way to the hospital. The side effects of the drug and the pain in her body made her faint for an entire night.

When she woke up again, she heard the pattering of rain outside.

Today's weather was cloudy and rainy, with no clear weather.

Looking at it made one's mood gloomy.

"Wanwan, what's there to feel uncomfortable about?" Yan Xiao had been guarding by Yan Wanwan's side all this while. The first thing he did was to discover that Yan Wanwan had woken up.

Wanwan subconsciously moved her body and her entire body felt pain, especially her right calf and abdomen.

"Hiss -" She subconsciously took a cold breath from the pain.

"Don't move!" Yan Xiao pressed on Yan Wanwan and helped her adjust the curve of the bed. "Other than the injury on your face, you also have three fractures on your right calf. There are bruises on your abdomen and you can't move."

Wanwan looked at the clock on the ward. It was 9: 20 in the morning.

"Fu Sihan... Did I contact you?"

"You asked this as soon as you opened your mouth?" Yan Xiao's eyes flashed with coldness and he quickly controlled it. He said as if he was educating a disobedient younger sister, "Wanwan, you should be concerned about your condition."

Wanwan looked at him in silence, waiting for him to answer her words.

"No." After a while, Yan Xiao compromised and replied.

"He... Do you know that he... returned to the country?"

"Yes, yesterday."

Wanwan closed her eyes and laughed with a mocking tone.

"You don't want to ask anymore?" Wanwan's reaction exceeded Yan Xiao's expectations.

"No more questions."

So what if she asked?

Even if he asked, it would only make his heart feel even more stifled.

She had asked him yesterday if he had returned to China, but he had said that he had not.

He was lying to her.

Wanwan took a few deep breaths and opened her eyes again. She had already suppressed the sadness from earlier and asked, "Brother Xiao, my leg..."

"The abdominal injury can be quietly healed. The leg is currently cast in plaster, but the doctor recommends that the surgery should recover faster."

"No!" Wanwan refused without thinking. "I don't want to perform the surgery, you can't!"

The fracture of the calf and the scalpel would definitely leave a scar on it. In the future, many shows would be restricted and would also be rejected by many brands.

"Can you not perform surgery?"

Facing Wanwan's eyes full of expectation, Yan Xiao could not say no.

He originally thought that he was a ruthless person.

For his Wanwan's good, for Wanwan's happiness, and even for the sake of getting him, he could do many extreme things. For example, just now - he hid the news that Fu Sihan was looking for Yan Wanwan.

A man like Fu Sihan was not worth Wanwan staying by his side!

Even if Wanwan's leg was operated on and left behind a long scar, in the future, whenever she saw this scar, she would think of Fu Sihan's betrayal and his timely help to her.

However, that sentence "can't" was stuck in her throat and she could not say it.

If she left behind an ugly scar, every time she saw the stage that she could not return to, she would feel sad and painful. She would think of the disgusting actions those three people had done to her.

Yan Xiao bent his waist and concealed the position where he was grabbing his heart, and he felt waves of throbbing pain.

Was it that coward Nangong Yixiao who was stopping him? Was it his remnant consciousness?

"Brother Xiao?" Wanwan did not wait for his reply.

"Sure." Yan Xiao withdrew the corner of his mouth self-deprecatingly and tucked the blanket properly as Yan Wanwan. " If he had to cast plaster for two months if he did not perform surgery, it would be inconvenient for him to move during these two months. Muscle atrophy. When the leg injury recovers, you may need to learn to walk again. "

Two months was enough for the muscles to forget the rhythm of walking. Many people were unable to complete the post-examination, and even if their leg injuries recovered, they would still be limping and limping.

"Then I'll cast plaster." Wanwan grabbed the blanket and turned to look out the window. "Brother Xiao, then I'll have to trouble you to tell the doctor."

After Yan Xiao went out, Wanwan looked around but did not find her phone. She could only take the phone number of the hospital bed...

Yan Xiao brought the doctor and nurses over.

It was already half an hour after the cast was done. Wanwan looked at her fresh "pork trotters," and was very not used to it.

It was so ugly that it made people doubt life...

"Wanwan, do you believe in the second personality?" Yan Xiao sat by the bedside and looked into Yan Wanwan's eyes.

"Hmm?" Wanwan almost thought that she had misheard and asked uncertainly, "You are saying that you are removing the illness caused by Li sex?"

"Yes."

" Of course I believe you. " This was something that existed in the history of mental illness.

Yan Xiao's gaze deepened. He was clearly sitting beside her taller than her, but Wanwan felt that the way he looked at her was like... looking up.2

His gaze carried a seemingly pious emotion.

Wanwan felt that she must have seen wrongly.

"What if I tell you that I have a second personality?" Yan Xiao said.

Wanwan widened her eyes in shock and only found her voice after a long while, "You... Are you serious?"

Yan Xiao nodded and leaned the back of the chair behind him lightly. "The first time he appeared was when I was seven years old. To take refuge... My family sent me to a strange family and I didn't live a good life. There was a little girl who often came to help me, to give me encouragement and warmth "

She gave me tenderness and love.

Even if that love has nothing to do with love.

"Then he appeared." Yan Xiao lowered his head and narrated. His tone was so calm that it seemed like he was narrating the story of someone who had nothing to do with him. "But when I returned home later, he fell into a deep sleep and woke up a while ago."

"Who... is he?" Wanwan actually already had an answer in her heart.

He was that second personality.

Yan Xiao raised his eyes and looked at Wanwan, "Yan Xiao."

"Yan, Xiao..." Wanwan pondered over this name and did not notice the wild joy that flashed across Yan Xiao's eyes when he heard this word.

"Then does he have a big influence on you?"

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