Vol 2 Chapter 3837: If time can stay

Yan Yan spooned a piece of food from the bowl and leaned to Cheng Yiming's mouth.
Cheng Yiming frowned: "Can you sit down, the angle is too high."
"Can you stop so many things?" Yan Yan asked back.
"I'm a patient." As he said, he frowned, and he should have really caught the wound.
Yan Yan pressed the corner of her mouth tightly, sat down beside him, and put the spoon to his mouth again.
This time he ate, but his eyes were fixed on her, as if it was not food...
Yan Yan lowered her eyes, avoided his gaze by spooning food, and prevented him from seeing her flushed cheeks.
"Cough..." He coughed suddenly.
He covered his abdomen with pain on his face, no doubt that his cough affected the wound.
Yan Yan hurriedly put down the dishes and chopsticks, trying to relieve his pain but couldn't do anything, her heart also twitched...
"How are you, I'm a doctor," she said.
He shook his head, "You help me...press..." He pointed to his belly.
Yan Yan leaned forward to help him suppress it without saying a word, and suddenly felt something was wrong...He stretched his arms around her.
Um?
She raised her face suspiciously, gave him a chance, and he grabbed her soft lips.
He was very powerful, crushed hard and mercilessly, as if to punish her.
"Cheng Yiming, liar!" She broke away from his lips, but couldn't break away from his embrace, she could only raise her beautiful eyes in annoyance.
Cheng Yiming's face was also not good-looking, "I am a liar, and you are ruthless and unrighteous!"
"Where have you been in these seven or eight days, so cruel to not show up?"
It's fine if you have Yu Sirui... Yan Yan didn't say anything when the words came to her lips.
The anger in his eyes is real anger.
"I... the crew is very busy." She made an excuse.
Arms around her tightened suddenly, "Knowing that I almost couldn't wake up on the operating table?"
Yan Yan was slightly stunned.
If the incision is offset by two centimeters, the internal organs will be pierced, and no matter how good the doctor is, it will not be able to do anything.
After he finished speaking, he let go of his arms, his drooping eyes still contained irritation and a little grievance...
During the rescue process, he was treated with anesthetics, but he remembered that there was a figure in his mind.
This figure is her.
It was only then that he clearly realized how important she was to him.
But after waking up, he saw his mother, the housekeeper, and his dad also came from outside. Later, her parents also came, but she didn't see her...
He started not eating, and today his mother pulled her over.
"You can leave if you don't want to see me," he said stubbornly. "I have been hungry for several days and want to eat."
I don't want to go on a hunger strike for her again.
He was stubborn and injured, like a leopard left behind after being injured in the jungle.
Yan Yan knew that she couldn't go anymore, and she reluctantly left, she would only suffer internally at home alone.
She picked up the dishes and chopsticks again, "eat."
He turned his head to the side and refused obviously.
Suddenly, a hot, damp and soft thing imprinted on his cheek, and he was startled, and she had moved away.
"Can these be eaten?" she asked.
"A kiss for me to eat a bowl of rice? You overestimate your own charm." Cheng Yiming hummed softly, but only he knew how much effort it took to suppress the beating corners of his mouth.
Yan Yan leaned forward again, gnawing at his face several times.
"Can I exchange it now?"
"... to be like this."
He stretched out his hand suddenly, and put her in his arms again.
This bowl of rice was put back on the bedside table after all...
Facts have proved that Yan Yan will not help him whether he eats or not.

Cheng Yiming was really injured this time.
The doctor specifically ordered that you can lie down and rest when you leave the hospital, do not exercise vigorously, do not touch water in the wound, take medicine in time, and pay attention to food...
If the wound is accidentally affected, the internal organs will also be damaged.
Back home, Yan Yan repeated what the doctor had told him.
"You don't need to tell me." Cheng Yiming said lazily, lying halfway on the bed.
"You don't want to be better soon?" Yan Yan asked back.
"Whoever takes care of me, remembers it." As he said, he glanced at her specifically.
Yan Yan covered him with a thin blanket with a funny face, "I have been with you in the hospital for a week, and I may not..."
Before he finished speaking, he clasped his wrist and pulled him into his arms.
"Where do you want to go?" His handsome face hung over her sight, his eyes fierce.
"I won't press your wound like this?"
"Yes." But if he doesn't touch her until the wound has healed, he can't do it.
He looked stubborn and arrogant, like a child... Yan Yan couldn't help thinking, would she give birth to a little like him?
"Cheng Yiming, were you naughty when you were a kid?" she asked.
Cheng Yiming was taken aback, and immediately realized that she was talking about their children, and a strange tenderness appeared in his eyes.
"When you were a kid, you weren't as pretty as you are now." He asked rhetorically.
Yan Yan snorted, "My mother said, the nurse who delivered me said, I have never seen such a beautiful baby..."
But he saw a smile in his eyes.
"Are you making fun of me or complimenting me?" She pouted displeasedly, her cheeks bulging like a goldfish.
Cheng Yiming couldn't help kissing her, "I want a daughter who is as beautiful as you."
At this moment, Yan Yan felt her heart melted.
She leaned into his arms... She didn't want to say anything, at this moment, she just wanted his warmth to wrap herself.
He felt her dependence, he couldn't help being flattered, and his heart was surging. He had never felt like this moment, her deep attachment to himself.
He didn't make a sound either, and he dared not break the warm atmosphere flowing in the air.
The two of them just depended on each other quietly, and fell asleep together unknowingly...
From now on, Cheng Yiming often recalled the warmth of this afternoon, and looked forward to more than once. If time freezes at this moment, he is even willing to exchange everything he has...
Since Cheng Yiming came home from the hospital, many people have come to visit him.
Of course, most of them have business dealings and regard visits as a task.
The gifts sent quickly filled the whole sundries room.
"Miss Yan," the housekeeper said to Yan Yan this afternoon, "Actually, there are many good things in the gifts. You can choose what works and don't waste it."
This tone is entirely the old father's love for his daughter.
Yan Yan smiled: "I don't need anything... I heard that you have a little granddaughter. You can pick one and see if there is anything she can use."
"Thank you Miss Yan..." Steward Lou rubbed his hands, then stopped talking.
"Butler, do you have anything you want to tell me?" she asked.
Housekeeper Lou nodded and was about to speak when the car horn suddenly sounded outside the garden.
When Yan Yan looked at the car, she was immediately happy and greeted her with a quick walk.
Fu Yuan'er came, followed by Cheng Zitong.
"You slow down," Fu Yuan'er quickly persuaded her when she saw her pace, "You are not alone anymore."
Yan Yan hugged Fu Yuan'er happily, "Why are you here suddenly, don't make a phone call."
"Give you a surprise." Fu Yuaner smiled.
After all, Cheng Zitong had parked the car and came to Fu Yuan'er.
Fu Yuan'er squeezed his hand, "Go see Cheng Yiming, I'll talk to Yan Yan."
The two came to the small balcony next to the restaurant, drinking coffee made by Yan Yan herself.
"After taking care of Cheng Yiming for a period of time, my coffee making skills have improved a lot." Fu Yuan'er praised.
Yan Yan laughed, "I'm preparing for a reality show."
In order to create a versatile persona, she has to learn to cook and paint next.
Fu Yuaner shook her head, "You have changed. Before, you would never accept invitations to variety shows."
"That's because no show would invite me before." Yan Yan told the truth.
Fu Yuan'er couldn't laugh or cry.
"When is the show," she thought of a key question, "your belly..."
I will be pregnant in another two months. Is it true that I will be on the show with my stomach?
Yan Yan disagrees, "I estimate that the recording will start next month, and I can't see it very much... Even if I can see it, it doesn't matter. I don't mind letting people know that I am pregnant."
"Pregnancy is okay, but it's important whether you are married or unmarried!" Fu Yuan'er felt sorry for her and didn't want people with ulterior motives to slander her.
Yan Yan couldn't help but her eyes were dim. The matter of marriage was the topic she didn't want to touch.
She believed that Cheng Yiming would marry her, but she didn't want to, he was because of the child.
"Miss Yan," the butler came over at this moment, "Is there any of your things in the storage room? Master asked me to empty the storage room. I don't know which things are yours."
Yan Yan nodded: "I'll sort it out."
"Let's go together while I'm here." Fu Yuan'er stood up.
The storage room is 30 square meters, and several rows of cabinets seem to be very full.
Yan Yan had stayed here before, and she left several sets of dresses and high heels here. Just put them away and return them to the company.
The two opened a suitcase and packed things into it little by little.
"After winning the game, Yu Sirui didn't bother you anymore, right?" Yan Yan asked.
"What else can she do?" Fu Yuan'er snorted, "People in the circle know her bad qualities. Even if she wants to make trouble, no one will answer her."
"She should be thankful that she is not in her circle of lawyers, otherwise she would even be affected by her work."
Fu Yuan'er looked down on Yu Sirui and Yu Lingfei in her heart, because she had regarded them as opponents before, and they were not worthy at all.
"Yu Lingfei should completely give up this time." Yan Yan said, her eyes darkened unconsciously.
Yu Sirui became a knot she couldn't get around.
"Yan Yan, why do you think I will win?" Fu Yuan'er asked.
"Because... you are smart." Can deceive Yu Sirui round and round.
Fu Yuan'er is not modest, "It's half right."
The other half, "Because Cheng Zitong has only me in his heart."
As long as he hesitated a little bit between Ling Fei and Fu Yuan'er, she couldn't have won so thoroughly.
Yan Yan's heart sank, "Yuan'er, you want to tell me that I can't win, right?"
Fu Yuan'er shook her head: "I mean, the best thing you should do now is to thoroughly understand Cheng Yiming's heart."
Fu Yuan'er handed over a photo frame, which she found when she was cleaning things up just now.
In the photo in the frame, young Cheng Yiming and Yu Sirui smiled sweetly.
"You have to figure out what emotions Cheng Yiming has towards Si Rui, ambiguous, and most likely to hurt you."
Fu Yuan'er took a deep breath, "What you taught me, whether we want to hate or love, we have to make it clear, don't we?"