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Yuan's hand touched it, and it only felt wet.

"It hurts..." He Chengyun's voice was still very low, he didn't know whether he was answering Wang Yuan's question or just telling Ye Suyan.When he spoke, the heat sprayed on Ye Suyan's ears, and the sweat on his face rubbed against Ye Suyan's face, "Su Yan, I finally understand...I understand...I understand...I'm fucking bastard!"

He Chengyun's words were already somewhat incoherent, and the preamble did not match the aftermath.

He just repeated it several times and I understood, but he couldn't say anything about the rest.

When he rushed forward desperately to protect Ye Suyan under his body, he finally understood what kind of mood it was.

That kind of feeling that even if you are hurt, you don't want the person you love to be hurt a little bit.

He no longer dared to imagine how painful and uncomfortable it would be for Ye Suyan, who was desperate for him back then, to accept a series of misunderstandings, indifference and hurt from him later.

He finally fully understood the sentence that He Huaizhang used to describe Ye Suyan - that child is extremely uncomfortable!

If Ye Suyan ignores him now and walks away indifferently, he will also suffer terribly!

He hugged Ye Suyan a little tighter, even the medical staff called by Wang Yuan couldn't pull him away smoothly.

"President..." Wang Yuan looked at Ye Suyan with some embarrassment, only to see that he closed his eyes again.

When he opened it again, the last trace of bewilderment in Ye Suyan's eyes was gone.He reached out and patted He Chengyun's shoulder soothingly, and comforted him softly, "I'll accompany you to the hospital."

That sentence was more effective than all other words, at least He Chengyun finally let go of him and asked others to help carry him onto the stretcher.

Ye Suyan followed and stood up, met He Chengyun's almost pleading gaze, slowly stretched out his hand to hold He Chengyun's hand tightly held by the side of the stretcher, and said lightly, "I'm here."