Chapter 451: : What happened to the hand (4)

Anhao finally spoke before entering the house.
"Is Qi Weiran awake?"
Zuo Hancheng glanced at her sideways: "Wake up or not have nothing to do with you, you don't have to ask about this matter."
"Okay." Anhao's eyes were calm and not like her at all, and she looked at him.
Zuo Hancheng was dressed in black from beginning to end, with a black coat, black shirt, black trousers, and black leather shoes, just like the king of the dark realm. Suddenly, she was removed from the traffic team. It swept back, so fast that she still doesn't know the reason.
But what she cares most now is whether Qi Weiran will die because of her.
Suddenly, Zuo Hancheng raised his hand and gently stroked her head as if he was soothing, more as if with a certain strength that gave her courage, and finally fell on her shoulder.
His eyes were gentle, but he was secretive, making her unable to understand.
"Although I haven't woken up yet, I can persist for so many days and there is still vitality. Obviously, there is still salvation. Now that the medical treatment is advanced, it can be quickly sent abroad for treatment. In short, you don't have to ask about this matter. I will help. You handle it."
"Even if there is a life in my hand, will you help me deal with it?"
Zuo Hancheng's hand suddenly clenched tightly on her shoulder, Anhao looked at him painfully, but did not cry or frown, just lowered his eyes, and said quietly and obediently: "I It seems to be causing you trouble again."
She knew that there must be some reason for her sudden rescue. It should have caused a big trouble.
Zuo Hancheng's eyebrows frowned: "Don't think about things too negatively, there is room for reversal in everything."
An Hao said nothing, but looked at Zuo Hancheng's eyes: "Even if Qi Weiran will not die, the best result can only be to lie in the ward for a lifetime and become a vegetable?"
She heard Qi Yigu's three family members say the same.
Zuo Hancheng stared at her, which had lost a lot of weight: "At present, it's just hearing, and the specific situation needs to be understood in depth. After all, after Qi Weiran was sent to the hospital until now, the people I secretly arranged to pass by have not seen her true. The situation and the progress of the treatment, whether the Qi family exaggerated in order to join forces with the Gu family to send you in, or whether it is true, is still unknown."
It’s not impossible for the Qi family to exaggerate Qi Weiran’s injury, but Anhao clearly remembers that Qi Weiran was hit that day and the whole person bounced up and hit the car window, and then rolled down heavily. At that time, there was blood on the car window. , And the blood on the ground, will not deceive...
"Until Qi Weiran's injury is found out, don't think about it."
Anhao didn't speak any more, just stood there quietly, didn't ask any more, quietly obediently weird.
"Let's go home." Zuo Hancheng put down the solemn and low tone just now, turning to clear and gentle.
She raised her eyes and looked at the door in front of her. She still didn’t speak. When he opened the door, she walked in. She thought she would face Xu Yuan’s worries or reproach, but she walked in, and the house was quiet and quiet. There was no scolding from the mother-in-law she expected.
An Haozhu didn't move in front of the door, just looking at everything in the house.
"Mom is worried about you these days, but she guessed that your temperament will be difficult to face too many people's concerns for a while, so you booked a flight back to the United States before you came back, and it left two hours ago. Waiting for you When she feels better, she will call you."
Zuo Hancheng put down the safe things, and at the same time turned to look at her still standing still: "She made your favorite ribs and fish soup before leaving. They are all in the kitchen. Some seafood is cold. Sex food, she was worried about your pregnancy, so she didn't make those things for you to eat."
Zuo Hancheng looked at Anhao's face while speaking, but Anhao's back became slightly stiff when he heard the word pregnancy, and then walked over as if nothing had happened, his movements were a bit stiff and he sat down on the sofa with his mouth. There was a soft "Oh" cry.
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While eating, facing the heart-warming fish soup and spare ribs Xu Yuan made for herself before leaving, Anhao kept holding the chopsticks still, and under Zuo Hancheng's eyes, he slowly raised the chopsticks to clamp it. Took a piece of ribs.
But it was not firmly clamped, the ribs suddenly fell back to the plate because of the shaking of the hand, and the soup stains of the ribs at the bottom of the plate instantly filled the table.
She hurriedly put down her chopsticks and turned to pull some paper towels and wipe them. While wiping, she held the paper tightly with her hands. After wiping the soup stains on the side of the plate, she gave up the chopsticks and turned to take the spoon to drink in front of her. Zuo Hancheng's eyes were still faintly trembling when she held her hand on the spoon. She was already trying her best to control her, but her strangeness was always the same.
Until Anhao reluctantly took a sip of the soup, her trembling hand loosened slightly, and the spoon fell back into the bowl, and then she was about to eat with chopsticks. When she just stretched out her hand, she always looked at her indifferently. Zuo Hancheng, who had acted abnormally, suddenly held her wrist.
After a good rest, without struggling, the moment he raised his eyes and stared, he only felt his wrists turned over, and at the same time his instinctively clenched hands were torn apart by him, and his fingers were pulled up one by one.
It wasn't until the almost place in the palm of her palm that had been pierced by her own nails completely fell into Zuo Hancheng's eyes, that the trace of the still suppressed calm in her eyes finally had a crack.
However, it was too late for Reappearance to break free. After only a little bit of effort, he felt his hand almost crushed her wrist.
Anhao gave up the struggle, only silently avoiding Zuo Hancheng's sight.
"What's the matter with the hand?"
Zuo Hancheng asked knowingly, her palms were obviously injured by herself in the detention center these few days, and her nails had grown a lot, but it took a lot of strength to grow. Pricked his palm, and even the tender palm of his hand was almost bloody.
When she was alone, she kept clenching her fists, piercing her palms with her nails like this, so as to quietly prevent anyone from discovering her self-abuse, but in the end, even eating a meal was already so troublesome.
So has she eaten in it these days?
"It was accidentally scratched." An Hao replied in a perfunctory manner, only to look at him before moving away.
She couldn't face the expression in Zuo Hancheng's eyes, the only thing she could feel was that the most painful and scarred parts of her hand were completely exposed in front of him, as if her weakest side was thoroughly exposed. His eyes are the same.
It's just that his hand was too hard, she didn't break free, enduring the pain and refused to speak.