Chapter 137.2

"It's better to investigate this matter in case..." Xin Zezhao is also full of disbelief, but for the sake of caution, he still wants to adjust the difference. After all, before that, there was a person who was unfathomable and didn't know whether he was a friend or an enemy hiding behind him.

"Yes, you're right. How could it be so bad? We can meet anything we want to stab people in the street. " He Tian ran out and gave orders.

Because of the special requirements of He Tian, the efficiency of this time is very fast. He Tian soon received the survey results he wanted.

When he opened the mailbox, He Tian was dejected and almost embarrassed: "it's really so bad. It's really that there are people who have psychological distortion to retaliate against society! I... "

Xin Zezhao looked at He Tian's depression, and he was about to scratch the wall. He said with kindness, "it's OK. At least it's not someone else's behind the scenes, so we don't have to worry about this kind of thing again."

"Where is it? If someone else did it on purpose, I can still vent my anger on him. What should I do now? Is it difficult for me to catch his wife who ran away with little white face? That's what makes him more satisfied! " He Tian can't hold back his grievances. He can't care about this kind of rogue citizens who can only wait to die!

"Brother..."

Being depressed in Hetian, he Yalin's weak and soft voice rose in the air, which immediately stopped Hetian's broken thoughts like a resentful wife.

"Yalin!" He Tian ran to the bedside in surprise, looking at he Yalin with worry and apology.

The smooth black hair is spread on the white bed at will. The delicate face is as pale as a porcelain doll. The beautiful apricot eyes blink with mist and give out bursts of weak and boneless eyes. It seems that he Yalin, a sick beauty, is even more pitiful and makes people want to have a good pity.

"Cough." He Yalin coughs lightly and struggles to get up from the bed. Seeing this, He Tian quickly reaches out his hand to help he Yalin, who is weak, and puts the soft pillow behind his back.

Adjust the sitting posture, he Yalin weak voice with a trace of urgency: "Ze Zhao brother OK?"

"I'm fine." Seeing that he Yalin is so weak, he does not forget to care about himself. No matter how cold and hard Xin Zezhao's heart is, it is hard to avoid being moved. As he walks past, his cold eyes are full of care.

"Brother Zezhao is OK, that's great." He Yalin breathed a sigh of relief, his lips slightly crooked, showing Xiaoyu's smile.

"Why are you so stupid? That knife is not a joke."

The radian of he Yalin's mouth became bigger and bigger, and her pale face became ruddy gradually. She recovered her complexion. "At that time, she had no time to think so much, but when she saw that brother Zezhao was in danger, she couldn't help rushing over."

Xin Zezhao stretched out her hand and gently stroked her hair. The corners of her mouth rose slightly. She said in a warm voice, "don't be so stupid next time. Your body is still so weak. If anything happens to you, Hetian will have to work hard with me."

"That's to say, if you can take care of yourself, that's a great help to me!" He Tian nodded busily. Although his mouth was a tone of blame, his eyes were full of care and love.

"I grew up with brother Zezhao. I can't watch brother Zezhao stand by when he is in danger."

"Fool, I'm not reduced to a girl to protect me."

"I don't mean that. I can't do anything. Just think I'm selfish. I'll feel better if I do that." He Yalin thought that she had said something wrong, so she quickly and carefully added an explanation.

Seeing he Yalin's careful appearance, Xin Zezhao's soft heart slumps down quietly. The smile at the corner of his mouth unconsciously makes him look like a pet.

"Well, don't think so much. Let's take good care of yourself first. Although you just fainted, your body is still too weak. Let's stay for a night and have a good rest." Xin Zezhao slowly took back his hand on he Yalin's head.

But he Tian, the real brother, was left out in the cold. He looked up at Xin Zezhao, then tilted his head and aimed at he Yalin. His tone was sour: "it's like you are my brother. My brother is useless."

"Brother!" He Yalin shouts with shame and anger. Her thick and slender eyelashes quiver slightly. She looks at Xin Zezhao as if she didn't notice him. Seeing the smile in his mouth, she feels proud.

"Since he Tian said so, I won't disturb your brother and sister." Xinzezhao chuckles and nods to look at Hetian, "I'll come back tomorrow to pick you up and leave the hospital. Have a good rest."

He Yalin burst out a sweet smile and said in a soft voice, "well, brother Zezhao, go back and be careful."

With a smile on his mouth, Xin Zezhao slowly left the ward and went to the garden downstairs alone. He watched the people coming and going, and his thoughts slowly spread.

Since he took the position of president, every day is full of opportunities. He has not enjoyed such warmth for a long time. He Tian is really happy to have such a sister

Xin Zezhao's warm and light smile at the corner of his lips gradually became bitter. He took out his cigarette from his pocket. Xin's long fingers skillfully clamped the cigarette and handed it to his thin lips. With a slight puff, the light smoke slowly blurred Xin Zezhao's vision.Smoke shrouded, as if in a fairyland, but the tall and straight posture is a sense of loneliness, people can't help but want to heartache.