Greedy pleasure

Mrs. Shu gave another coax.

Yan Yan's emotions gradually calmed down, she twitched her body twice and nodded.

After a while, we arrived at Shu House.

Shu Jingyuan saw her running over quickly, his big black eyes were full of worry, "Yan Yan!"

"Ayuan, play with your sister for a while." Mrs. Shu led Yan Yan in, and immediately ordered her servants to buy clothes and shoes for Yan Yan.

The last time I stayed here, I only packed up temporary items.

Now, it is natural to live for a long time.

"Grandma, is Yan Yan going to live in our house?" Shu Jingyuan asked.

Mrs. Shu thought for a while and said, "It's not our home, if Yan Yan is willing, this is her home too."

"Yan Yan!" Shu Jingyuan smiled excitedly, "Would you like to be my family?"

Yan Yan's big black and white eyes were still moist, she hesitated, "I just want to be with Mommy."

Although, she likes Grandma Shu and Shu Jingyuan very much.

But she couldn't do without Mummy.

"You and A Yuan are both your mommy's children. Your daddy has gone to take care of her and will find her back."

Mrs. Shu knelt down and patted Yan Yan's head, "Then we will listen to your mommy, okay? If your mommy agrees, you can let us be your family, okay?"

Hearing this, Yan Yan nodded, "Okay."

The servants quickly bought dozens of girls' clothes of the season for Yan Yan.

Mrs. Shu bathed Yan Yan herself, carefully avoiding her wounds.

But because of Mrs. Shu's words, "You and A Yuan are both your mother's children..."

And lost in thought.

Yan Yan is the child of Yan Yan's mother.

How could he be too?

Although he really wanted to be Yan Yan's mother's child, but... that was just a thought.

Not really!

In his little head, he kept thinking about what these words meant...

-

nursing home.

Early the next morning, a psychiatrist came over and suggested that Yan Xiaomi be given a drip first.

"She is in a serious condition now. I heard that she woke up last night and was in a bad mood. She can't take medicine when she is in a coma. We can only treat her with a drip."

Shu Chiye nodded slightly, "Okay."

The small vial of drip was hung on the infusion stand, and the transparent liquid was injected into the back of Yan Xiaomi's hand.

Her fingertips trembled slightly, and Shu Chiye quickly took her hand gently.

After about half an hour, the drip was finished.

"This time she is waking up, and she should be in a better mood, at least we don't need an IV."

The doctor pulled out the needle on the back of Yan Xiaomi's hand.

A bean-sized bead of blood flowed out from the eye of the needle, and slid down the back of the hand before the doctor could hold it down.

Shu Chiye was quick at acting, and used a cotton swab to hold her wound shut.

After a sleepless night, Shu Chiye was a little tired when it was close to noon, and fell asleep on the edge of the bed holding Yan Xiaomi's hand on the drip.

The dazzling light shone into the room, spread from the side of the bed to the whole room, and fell on Yan Xiaomi's pale face.

Her curly eyelashes opened suddenly, she gasped for two seconds, subconsciously wanted to raise her hand——

Sensing something cold in the palm of her hand, her heart gradually stabilized.

It's the little bracelet.

The other hand was pressed tightly, and she turned her head to see the man's hairy head.

The line of sight slipped down, the man's full forehead and high nose bridge.

His thin lips were slightly pursed, and his eyes were a little dark and blue.

Yan Xiaomi couldn't help thinking, if that child was still alive...would it be similar to him now?

She retracted her hand forcefully, her fingers gently sliding down his cheek.

Imagine if that child is still alive and well, the proportion of facial features is about two-thirds of his.

A small version of what Shu Chiye looks like is slowly sketched in his mind.

Suddenly, Shu Jingyuan's face broke into her mind, and the curve of her lips slowly disappeared immediately.

His hand also retracted as if it had been scalded.

Shu Chiye's slightly squinted long eyes widened again, watching her slender fingertips quickly withdraw.

The next second, he noticed that she was up, and he raised his head.

"are you hungry?"

His voice was hoarse after waking up.

"Not hungry." Yan Xiaomi's voice became even hoarse, and she still felt a little broken when she finished speaking.

Shu Chiye poured her a glass of warm water and handed it over, "Drink some water."

"Thank you." Yan Xiaomi couldn't help frowning due to her sore and dry throat.

She drank a glass of water and found relief from her parched throat.

Looking at the surrounding environment, it doesn't look like a hospital.

Yan Xiaomi, who has already experienced an illness, knows that she is mentally ill.

After receiving treatment in a mental hospital for several years, she can guess where this place is.

At best it sounds like a sanatorium, at worst it is a mental hospital.

She twitched the corners of her mouth, put down the water glass and lay down again, looking sideways at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window.

He held the little bracelet tightly in his hand.

Feeling empty in my heart, it hurts and hurts like someone digging out the flesh with a knife.

There was a voice in her heart that made her resist, but there was always an irritability reminding her that the child——

"Eat something." Shu Chiye asked the nurses to bring over two servings of porridge.

Yan Xiaomi said without raising her eyelids, "I'm not hungry."

"Eat even if you're not hungry." Shu Chiye had a tough attitude.

While speaking, the wards were pushed away, and the nurse brought in two bowls of porridge and put them on the low table.

"Mr. Shu, do you need my help?"

Seeing Yan Xiaomi lying motionless on the bed, the nurse asked Shu Chiye for his opinion.

They are all in contact with patients similar to Yan Xiaomi, who are in pain and can't listen to persuasion. Talking too much will cause more intense resistance.

Shu Chiye raised his hand, "No, I can do it by myself."

Hearing this, the little nurse turned and left.

"Your body can't help tossing..."

"It has nothing to do with you, you don't need to worry about me." Yan Xiaomi interrupted him, "You go."

Shu Chiye's eyes darkened, his face tensed, "I can ignore you, but can you ignore Yan Yan? What will she do if you make yourself look like this?"

As if she just thought of Yan Yan, Yan Xiaomi turned her head and glanced around, "She..."

She sat up quickly, looking tense.

Afraid that she would lose control of her emotions again, Shu Chiye explained, "She was picked up by my mother, and my mother will take good care of her until you recover."

"Thank you." Yan Xiaomi kept telling herself to get better.

She took a few deep breaths, calmed down and said again, "Go back, it's enough to take care of Yan Yan for me."

"The one-month deadline has not yet come. I am still your legal husband and am obliged to take care of you."

Shu Chiye clasped her ankles, asked her to sit down on the bed, put on slippers, and said, "Eat."

He was very strong, and Yan Xiaomi did not shake it off twice, and was even a little annoyed by the cool temperature of his fingertips.

The familiar breath and feeling will make her more and more immersed in that matter and unable to get out.

"you--"

"Either eat, or explain honestly... why did you suffer from such a serious mental illness, and what happened five years ago." Shu Chiye looked up, her falcon-like pupils reflected her instantly froze face.