Chapter 202

Yang Yifan's expression is particularly painful. His originally pale face is ferocious because of severe pain.

With a low cry, Jiang Xiaoling rushed to help him.

"I may be The wound is infected and a little feverish. " Yang Yifan grabbed Jiang Xiaoling's arm and said feebly, "my forehead is a little hot, but my body is very cold. When I thought of seeing you off, I suddenly felt dizzy And he fell

Jiang Xiaoling reached out to touch his forehead. As expected, it was very hot. She said anxiously, "brother Yifan, you are really feverish! I'll help you to bed. Don't touch the wound yourself. I'll call the doctor for you right away. "

"I'm glad you're here, otherwise I don't know what to do." Yang Yifan lightly thanks.

Holding Jiang Xiaoling's arm, he gradually stood up. Because his whole leg was aching, he couldn't use any strength at all, so he even relied on Jiang Xiaoling to get up.

"Be careful..." Jiang Xiaoling said in a low voice, struggling to support Yang Yifan to the bed.

However, Jiang Xiaoling overestimated her strength. As soon as she got to the bed, her thin body was overwhelmed by Yang Yifan's tall body, and her legs fell on the bed.

Yang Yifan suddenly lost his balance, and the whole person was pressed on Jiang Xiaoling.

The distance between the two faces is no more than 3cm. You can feel each other's breath clearly.

For a moment, there were only two people breathing heavily in the room.

"Ah, brother Yifan, are you ok? It's all my fault. I don't have the strength to stand firm That's why you're wrestling! "

Jiang Xiaoling struggled to push Yang Yifan.

"Yang Yifan, what are you doing?"

Suddenly, a thunderous voice came from the door.

Xu Beicheng came out of the room. When he passed Yang Yifan's room, he saw that the door was open. There came the voice of Jiang Xiaoling.

He quickly came in and saw Yang Yifan pressing on Jiang Xiaoling!

Xu Beicheng roared, pushed Yang Yifan away like crazy, pulled Jiang Xiaoling out of bed, and asked nervously, "are you OK, Xiaoling?"

"I'm fine! How are you, brother Yifan? " Jiang Xiaoling didn't care about him at all, so she got up and went to find Yang Yifan.

Xu Beicheng's anger suddenly rises. He grabs Yang Yifan's collar and pulls him up!

"This guy bullies you? See how I deal with him! " Xu Beicheng roared and raised his hand to fight.

Yang Yifan had a high fever all over his body because his wound was infected by water. Xu Beicheng's fists rained down. He had no strength to fight back.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Xiaoling was so anxious that she stepped forward to pull Xu Beicheng's hand, but she was pushed aside.

"Xu Beicheng, stop fighting!" Jiang Xiaoling anxiously blocked the way.

Hearing Jiang Xiaoling plead for Yang Yifan, Xu Beicheng said angrily, "Xiaoling, how can you plead for such scum?"

"It's not what you think. Don't fight. Brother Yifan is ill!" Jiang Xiaoling cried anxiously.

"He just wanted to pretend to be sick and win your sympathy!" Xu Beicheng's "bah" scolded fiercely, "this kind of beast, if you don't teach him a lesson, it will only make him more arrogant!"

With tears on her face, Jiang Xiaoling watched Xu Beicheng's fists fall like rain. She had to bite her teeth and pounce on Yang Yifan to protect him tightly. She begged, "don't fight! It's not brother Yifan's fault! "

Xu Beicheng stopped his fist and looked at her with astonishment. "What do you mean, Jiang Xiaoling? I'm angry for you. How can you protect him? "

"Who wants you to take it out on me! You don't like him at all. Take the opportunity to vent your anger! "

Jiang Xiaoling was so angry that she turned pale. She helped Yang Yifan up. Seeing that he was beaten black and blue, she was so angry that she shivered all over her body. She said, "our business is not as dirty as you think! It's none of your business. Go away! "

Xu Beicheng suddenly looked silly. After a long time, he said angrily, "we? Oh, it's all "us" now! I'm a meddler. I'll be sentimental. OK

After that, he turned his head and left, slamming the door with a bang.

There were only two people left in the room, and the atmosphere was very awkward for a moment.

"Brother Yifan, don't blame Xu Beicheng. He didn't mean it. I'll call a doctor for you Jiang Xiaoling looks at Yang Yifan heartily.

Yang Yifan faintly shakes his head, "nothing, he just misunderstood."

"I'll call a doctor for you. Please bear with me." Jiang Xiaoling turned red and ran out.

"Ding Dong"

the sound of a mobile phone suddenly rings on the ground. Xu Beicheng's mobile phone doesn't know when it will fall to the ground.

Yang Yifan picked up the mobile phone. On it were two wechat messages from ye Shiqian. The second one was, "go to check my wife's biological father."

Yang Yifan frowns, ye Shiqian wants to check Cheng Mochen's life experience?

Cheng Mochen is the stepdaughter of Cheng's group. Her biological father is supposed to be a dispensable person. Why does ye Shiqian check her biological father?What happened between ye Shiqian and Cheng Mochen?

Last night, watching them return to the room intimately, Yang Yifan's heart was filled with a kind of unspeakable feeling.

Finally, he had a beloved woman, but he didn't even have the qualification to be jealous.

All night, Yang Yifan's mind is the shadow of Cheng Mochen, but the man beside her is not herself.

Yang Yifan holds the finger of the mobile phone and clenches it.

The knock on the door rings, and Jiang Xiaoling comes in with the doctor and Xu moling.

Xu moling saw Yang Yifan's pale face, and there were traces of being beaten. He frowned and said, "Yang Yifan, what's wrong with your face?"

Jiang Xiaoling face a tight, discontented mutter way, "all strange Xu times into, things are not clear to start beating."

Xu Mo Ling suddenly a smile, ridicule way, "what do you do, let him jealous?"

Jiang Xiaoling's cheek flushed, "sister Mo Chen, don't talk nonsense..."

The doctor was busy taking Yang Yifan's temperature, and checked the wound. He determined that the wound infection caused high fever, so he asked him to go back to the city for medical treatment immediately.

At this time Xu Beicheng came to find his mobile phone, saw Yang Yifan, snorted disdainfully in his nose.

"Xu Beicheng, you are too reckless! And Mr. Yang apologized. " Xu Mo Ling snorted coldly.

"Ma'am, he He bullies Xiaoling! " Xu Beicheng said discontentedly, "I saw it with my own eyes. Why should I apologize to him?"

"Brother Yifan didn't bully me! It's you who measure the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain! " Jiang Xiaoling was so angry that she stamped her feet and said with hatred.

"I believe Yang Yifan won't do anything to Xiaoling. It should be just a misunderstanding, but it's not right for you to hit someone. Xu Beicheng, you need to apologize." Xu moling held his arms and said calmly.

"I..." Xu Beicheng's face is not angry, but Xu moling's attitude is determined to ask for an apology, and he does not dare to talk back, so he has to grumble unconvinced, "I'm sorry!"

"It's over. I don't care." Yang Yifan finished treating the wound and said to Xu moling, "Mo Chen, you may have to send me back. I'm afraid I can't drive like this."

"No problem. I was going to give it to you, too." Xu Mo Ling said with a faint smile.