The other side stepped out of the elevator and saw Wen Zhiyuan's smile.

They looked at each other, a strange tension around them.

Wen Zhiyuan unconsciously squeezed Leng Yiyan's arm, which also revealed her panic.

Shaoqing, the other party carrying a briefcase step by step, seeing that they are about to pass by, he suddenly stood, squinting eyes fell on Wen Zhiyuan's pale cheek, "excuse me, surgical ward 302 how to go?"

"In the back, in the back!"

Wen Zhiyuan hesitated and pointed back, but his eyes were not willing to look at him.

The man, smiling rather than smiling, nodded, "thank you, miss."

The words fall, he then and Wen Zhiyuan wrong body but pass, the sound rhythm of leather shoes stepping on the corridor ground is distinct, but let her back all stiff.

"Yan, brother Yan, shall we go to the oncology ward to see my parents?"

Wen Zhiyuan's voice is trembling. Although she is asking, she has already taken Leng Yiyan to the elevator.

She was nervous, even frightened.

And all this, all by Leng Yiyan panoramic view.

He quietly agreed, just walked to the elevator, on the pace of a meal, "you wait for me here, I go back to get something."

Wen Zhiyuan was flustered, and his tone was urgent. "What are you taking? Shall we go and see them first? "

"Don't be willful, wait for me here!"

Leng Yiyan touched her head and comforted her. Then she pulled her fingers and quickly turned back to the ward.

Wen Zhiyuan stood in the same place, at a loss.

When Leng Yiyan returns again, it's only a few minutes, but Wen Zhiyuan's forehead is full of cold sweat.

She still stood in the elevator position, motionless, until saw Leng Yiyan's figure, just relieved.

"Brother Yan, are you going to get the fruit?" Wen Zhiyuan touches her forehead and notices a bag of fruit in Leng Yiyan's hand, which seems to have been bought for her before.

Leng Yiyan nodded, "since you go to see your parents, you can't go there empty handed."

"It's still thoughtful of you!" Wen Zhiyuan forced his face to smile. After a pause, he pretended to be surprised and asked, "brother Yan, did you see the man who asked the way when you went back just now?"

Leng Yiyan pulled her into the elevator, "No."

"Really?"

"What's the matter? Do you know him? "

In the face of Leng Yiyan's rhetorical question, Wen Zhiyuan quickly shakes his head, "how can it be? I just heard that he was going to ward 302 and thought he was the family member of our patient."

Leng Yiyan glared at her pretending calm look, and her eyes were full of waves.

So, it's him!

……

Half an hour later, Wen Zhiyuan was driven out by Yan Jun in the tumor ward.

Originally, she didn't want to visit very strongly.

If it wasn't for avoiding that man, she wouldn't have come here.

But, in the ward, Yan Jun is not in, said is to do the examination.

So, Ms. Lian happily pulls Wen Zhiyuan to talk home in the ward.

At this moment, Yan Jun comes back and pushes the door into the ward. He sees Wen Zhiyuan sitting hand in hand in front of the bed chatting with Lian Bixiu.

Almost without any hesitation, he put his back against the door and said in a cold voice, "get out of here!"

He didn't want to see Wen Zhiyuan, not for a moment!

This kid, it's so disappointing.

Just because so many things happened, he clearly found that Wen Zhiyuan didn't have their parents in his heart.

No matter how much they pay, it is their wishful thinking in the end.

Wen Zhiyuan, she has no heart at all!