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"...does it hurt?"

Bo Siheng's eyes showed a subtle embarrassment.

But seeing the injury on He Yan's forehead, he still felt guilty.

"Let me take care of it for you."

He Yan's eyes were so clear that he felt at a loss.

Bo Siheng had no choice but to turn around and go to the side, using tweezers to hold cotton balls soaked in disinfectant to clean He Yan's wound.

"If it hurts, you don't have to bear it; you can tell me."

He felt that He Yan, at her age, should be a little girl who needed to be protected.

Bo Siheng disinfected her wounds while blowing on them to make sure she was in pain.

The distance between the two became closer.

From this angle, he could clearly see her long eyelashes fluttering slightly, as if something deep inside his heart was throbbing.

A subtle, intimate atmosphere unconsciously permeated the air, making it seem as if the air itself had thinned.

Bo Siheng looked at He Yan like this, and his breathing became a little heavy.

Are you feeling unwell? Would you like to come and get checked out?

He Yan looked up at him, and their eyes met instantly.

It was as if the ancient, long-standing desolation had encountered a hidden, turbulent undercurrent.

The collision happened in an instant, yet it seemed like it had been planned for millions of years.

She saw the focus and tenderness in Bo Siheng's eyes and subconsciously pursed her lips.

He Yan felt his pulse and felt that his condition did not seem like an illness. Could it be that his restrained and self-blaming appearance was frightened by her pretending to faint?

Uh……

If that's the case, then she's gone a bit too far.

Bo Siheng grasped He Yan's hand in return.

Her hands were slender and a little cold because it was evening.

And because of the fall, it got a little muddy.

He picked up another wad of sterilized cotton and used it to wipe the small wound on her hand.

"I was just feeling a little unwell physically, but now I feel really bad."

Bo Siheng felt guilty because he had been preoccupied with his own thoughts and had neglected to care for her.

His failure to protect her is a dereliction of duty as a husband.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have left first."

"Actually, I'm fine. You don't need to blame yourself so much."

He Yan inexplicably felt that the hand he was holding was a little hot, so hot that it made her heart flutter.

She quickly withdrew her hand, no longer wanting to pretend to be sick.

Anyway, the act in front of the He family is over, it's time to go back and rest.

"I am okay."

At this moment, Madam Bo arrived with all the doctors from the hospital.

He Yan didn't want to make a big deal out of it, nor did she want to cause Grandma Bo any more worry.

If she's scheduled to undergo tests in shifts, will she be able to sleep tonight?

The next instant, she grabbed Bo Siheng by the collar.

"I just want to go back to sleep now, carry me away!"

"it is good."

A smile flashed in Bo Siheng's eyes, but he did not refuse.

He easily lifted He Yan into a princess carry, and once again sighed inwardly at how thin she really was.

As the two stepped out of the ward, they ran into Old Madam Bo.

Her eyes lit up, but she immediately put on a stern face and scolded him.

"Aheng, thankfully Xiaoyan is alright today. From now on, please pay more attention to her and don't let her suffer any more grievances."

Seeing the two so intimate, Madam Bo was secretly overjoyed.

Of course, she was also very pleased with her grandson's enlightenment.

"When we get back, have someone make some more nourishing food for Xiaoyan. You have to keep her in mind, understand?"

He Yan was held in Bo Siheng's arms, but her body was still instinctively restrained and stiff.

She suppressed a laugh when she heard Grandma Bo scolding someone.

“Grandma, he apologized to me just now, so as to punish him, I made him admit his mistake and coax me properly, otherwise I will not forgive him easily.”

But she quickly realized that Grandma Bo was doing it on purpose.

He Yan could only look up at Bo Siheng and signal to him with her eyes.

"Grandma, it's getting late, you should go back and rest. We should go back too."

Bo Siheng received He Yan's gaze and cooperated quite well.

He wasn't faking it; he genuinely wanted to make it up to her.

"You brat, you need to reflect on your actions when you get back! Xiaoyan, Grandma will head back now. You get some rest and don't feel like you're troubling others. This is what Ah Heng, as your husband, should do."

Grandma Bo had a stern face, but her eyes were full of smiles.

At this point, the doctor who had come over was finally able to chime in.

"Mrs. Bo, if you are still dizzy, we can examine you again."

"No need, I'm really fine."

He Yan was just pretending; she didn't care about the small injury on her forehead at all.

Seeing that Grandma Bo had turned back, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Put me down, I can walk by myself."

She knew that their marriage involved two families, and that the contract was their secret, but both of them needed to abide by it so as not to affect either family.

"Don't worry about Grandma. I'll do my best to help her when she needs me."

He Yan made a move to get off Bo Siheng.

But to her surprise, he didn't let go. Instead, he bounced her up a little and hugged her even tighter.

She instinctively hugged him, her eyes widening in surprise.

Bo Siheng was unusually assertive, exuding an air of unquestionable authority.

"No need to get down, I'll carry you back."

He felt that He Yan had done a good job in the deal, while he himself had not done a good job.

"Thank you so much for everything you've done."

Bo Siheng looked at He Yan with a serious expression in his eyes.

"You're too thin, you should eat more."

"Uh, I'm actually very healthy."

He Yan often goes up the mountain to exercise and rarely gets sick.

I was still surprised to see how much he cared about me.

"Yes, that doesn't conflict, so I'll carry you back."

Bo Siheng smiled, picked up He Yan, and went downstairs.

The parking lot downstairs.

He Zhengyuan waited there without leaving.

He came to make sure He Yan was alright, and when he saw Master Bo carrying her into the car and leaving, he was relieved.

"Unexpectedly, by a twist of fate, this turned out to be the best ending for Xiaoyan."

Just then, a majestic voice came from behind.

"Mr. He thinks this is a good thing? If Xiaoyan had married into one of those mediocre families instead of our Bo family, would she still be so well cared for now?"

He Zhengyuan's heart skipped a beat when he saw Old Madam Bo appear behind him.

"Madam Bo, you haven't left yet?"

Madam Bo's smile carried the scrutiny of someone in a superior position.

She wasn't completely ignorant, which is why she felt sorry for He Yan.

“Mr. He, you shouldn’t be biased. But it’s good that things are the way they are now. If the He family doesn’t favor one family, the Bo family will.”

After she finished speaking, she turned and left.

He Zhengyuan was left standing there in a daze.

He thought of something and hurriedly went home.

"Xiao Wan, we made a huge mistake today. No wonder Madam Bo said those things to me."

On his way home, He Zhengyuan carefully considered what Old Madam Bo had said.

"We have wronged Xiaoyan and should make it up to her."

"Aren't we already being nice to her?"

Su Wan didn't understand, and seeing that He Zhengyuan only thought about He Yan, she also complained a bit.

"You didn't even go to see Yiyi when you came back."

"Isn't Yiyi alright? I'm talking about Xiaoyan now, she's more seriously injured!"

He Zhengyuan also didn't understand his wife's thoughts; that was their biological daughter.

The couple had never argued in all their years of marriage, but today was the first time they had ever quarreled over their two daughters.

“We haven’t given Xiaoyan enough love.”

"But you can't only love Xiaoyan. Isn't Yiyi our daughter?"

Su Wan's expression was also not good; she also wanted to consider both sides.

At this moment, none of them knew that He Yiyi was eavesdropping outside the door.

When He Yiyi saw her father return, she wanted to ask about Mr. Bo, but she was surprised to hear that he wanted to make it up to He Yan and treat her even better than he was now.

She was terrified, instantly enveloped by an invisible fear.

Was she about to lose her father's love?!