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Huo Qiang was supported by a bodyguard and walked over. His face was full of pain and his face was haggard. It seemed that he had aged quite a bit.

Zhao Yilin didn't dare to meet his eyes, so she bowed and said, "Hello, Boss Huo."

Huo Qiang did not answer. Instead, he sat down on a chair in the corridor while trembling. He turned around and saw that the light on the door to the rescue room was still on.

"How long has he been in there?"

Zhao Yilin lowered her head and replied, "Half an hour."

"What did the doctor say?"

Zhao Yilin lowered her head and said, "Things are not looking good."

Huo Qiang took a deep breath and raised his head to look at her. Zhao Yilin was clenching her hands tightly, her shoulders hanging down. Her hair was messy and there were traces of blood on her cheeks.

"I'm sorry." Zhao Yilin said in a soft voice.

Huo Qiang's only grandson was the successor he had nurtured for many years. If anything happened to Huo Yelin, he would suffer double the pain. How could a single apology resolve this? But she had to admit that she had committed a crime. "Huo Yelin was in trouble because he wanted to save me. I'm sorry."

"Don't tell me you're sorry." The old man's words were filled with helplessness, "He was the one who insisted on saving you. That was his own choice. "If he's still responsible for the Huo family and my grandfather, he should be able to survive."

Zhao Yilin raised her head and looked at the emergency room. There were no thoughts running through her mind, she only hoped that he would be able to get out safely in the next second.

Half a month later.

The assistant, Dou Dou, walked into the ward with a few handfuls of fresh flowers. He was not tall, and the fresh flowers covered his face.

"Director Huo, these are fresh flowers sent over by the personnel department's supervisors. Where should we put them?"

"Throw it away." Huo Yelin sat leaning against the bed, replying impatiently. Zhao Yilin was currently sitting on the bed, feeding him porridge.

"Ah?" Don't, it's not good to let them know. " Dou Dou was standing in the middle of the room at a loss.

"Let me do it." Zhao Yilin put down the bowl and took the flowers from her.

Huo Yelin looked at the remaining porridge on the table and felt somewhat unhappy.

"Director Huo, Director Wu asked me to ask if I could let Miss Zhao return first and make up for her part in the play."

Zhao Yilin's ears perked up.

"No." Huo Yelin glanced at Zhao Yelin and gave her a straightforward answer.

"Why?!"

"Why?"

Zhao Yilin and Dou Dou shouted in unison.

Huo Yelin pulled up his blanket and put on a very comfortable posture, "If you leave, then who's going to serve me?"

Zhao Yilin stepped forward and said, "I've been taking care of you for half a month! "Just let me go back and do the filming, okay? I'll come back after the filming."

"It's only been half a month and you can't take it anymore?" Huo Yelin stared at her in disbelief. "Do you think that your life was bought from a big bazaar?"

Zhao Yilin didn't have the courage to refute him, so she tried to curry favor with him. "Oh, I was wrong. Calm down." She winked at Dou Dou, who made an apologetic gesture of helplessness, then hurried to find an excuse to leave.

As soon as Dou Dou left, Huo Ye Lin started to call out to her, "Where's the congee?"

"Roll up the bed."

"Peel an apple."

"Help me to the toilet."

Zhao Yilin was leaning against the door of the toilet, listening to the sound of flowing water. She sighed in embarrassment.

In fact, Huo Yelin had been quite adorable during those first few days. He was wearing a breathing machine and was unable to speak or move. His pitch-black eyes looked at her hazily as his fingers would occasionally scratch her palm.

But then, when he could talk and move, he became someone else entirely. All day long, he had been yelling at her, telling her what to do, threatening to save her if he was the least bit displeased.

"You know that in the ancient times, you had to be my slave and repay me with your body."

"Oh."

"Don't be unsatisfied. Women who want to serve me can line up from the entrance of the hospital all the way to Jade Dragon Bay."

"Oh."

"With your attitude, being an actor is the right thing to do. If you become a nurse, you will anger the patient to death."

"…"

Zhao Yilin didn't know why he would choke to death every time he opened his mouth.

At this moment, Huo Yelin's voice came from the bathroom, "Come in. Help me pull up my pants."

Zhao Yilin: "... Can you mention it yourself? "

"My hand hurts."

Zhao Yilin choked. He had a needle hole in his hand, so he couldn't get wet. It was inconvenient to grab something, but it wasn't enough to stop him from pulling his pants.

She struggled in the doorway for a moment, then went in.

"It's not like I've never seen it before."

Zhao Yilin didn't say anything, but she cut his waist with her nails on purpose. Unfortunately, Huo Yelin didn't seem to feel anything as his expression remained indifferent.

"Alright."

Zhao Yilin straightened his shirt, patted his waist like a child, and helped him out of the bathroom.

It was unknown when the snow started falling outside the window, but Zhao Yilin had to help him to walk to the window and say, "Look, it's snowing."

A city was located to the south, and snow rarely fell in winter. Many people would stand by the window in surprise and excitement like her when they saw the snow.

Huo Yelin said indifferently, "It's just an ice crystal formed from water vapor. What's there to look at?"

Zhao Yilin ignored him and pressed his face against the window. It was snowing heavily, but very few people were holding umbrellas. Occasionally, some of them would stop and look up at the sky with a blissful expression.

She retorted casually, "That's because you've never had a good look at the snow and have never stopped to quietly admire it."

Huo Yelin yawned, revealing a bored expression.

Zhao Yilin pulled his hand away and pointed at the flagpole upstairs, "Look, it's snowing heavily today. The flagpole is covered in snow. Grandmother said that in the prime of her life, next year will definitely be a fruitful year. "

The dense snow slowly swirled and fell. Huo Yelin saw some of the snow on the flagpole falling, while others were blown away by the wind.

"Look, that pigeon also likes the snow. Its head is covered with snow, yet it is still unwilling to fly away."

Huo Yelin looked in the direction she was pointing. The silver-gray pigeon was standing on top of the street light, not moving at all. It really did look like it was admiring the snow.

In the same snowy scene, different things, different people were telling different stories. His eyes slowly focused as he listened to what Zhao Yilin had to say.

"Right, you haven't touched the snow, right?" Zhao Yilin helped him put on a coat and opened the window, helping him to stretch his hands out.

In the cold air, there was an even colder point. Two points had fallen into his palm. The huge circular snowflakes quickly dissolved into water droplets.

Zhao Yilin stuck her head out, ignoring her image as she stuck out her tongue and said, "Do you want to try eating the snow?"

Huo Yelin smiled slightly and rewarded her with three words, "You're crazy."

However, he did not withdraw his hand from the window. Instead, he felt the romance and peace brought by the snowflakes with him. For the past twenty years or so, his world had been filled with money, power, connections, women, and no snow at all.

Zhao Yilin's smile was etched deep in his heart. After countless struggles, he finally made up his mind. He held her hand tightly.

Zhao Yilin turned around and asked him what he wanted, but his mouth was blocked by his lips.

She struggled a few times, but unexpectedly, she could not feel his domineering control. Huo Yelin's kiss was actually very devout and careful.

The two of them simultaneously took their hands in through the window.

Zhao Yilin closed the window and locked it behind them. The only sound that could be heard was the heavy breathing of other people in the room.

Huo Yelin embraced her from behind and whispered into her ear, "If you don't like it, you can push me away."

He reached out and unbuttoned her blouse, but before he could do so, Zhao Yilin suddenly grabbed his hand and said, "No, you're still injured."

Huo Yelin said, "It's fine. I was wounded on my back, and I didn't injure it."

Zhao Yilin blushed and quickly escaped from his arms. "No, the wound will split open."

Huo Yelin looked out of the window empty-handed as he said helplessly, "I finally understand one thing. No, two things."

Zhao Yilin stared at him nervously. "What is it?"

"One is that women tend to say things that are not true to their heart. Second, it's best to use force in something like this. "

Before Zhao Yilin could react, he rushed over and picked her up and threw her onto the bed.

Ah!" "You're crazy.

Zhao Yelin watched helplessly as Huo Yelin quickly cleaned up the mess between them. It was not like the patient who had just finished his meal and was not allowed to go to the toilet alone or pull up his pants.

Now, his hands were fine, and he didn't need to waste any effort to accomplish anything.

Zhao Yilin's eyes were bloodshot from his torments, and she shouted in anger, "You are a liar! Big liar! You only know how to bully me! "

Huo Yelin moved his seat. Zhao Yilin felt so comfortable that she almost cried out.

Zhao Yilin stared at him blankly. Suddenly, Qi Xiaoyan's face appeared in her mind.

Actually, she had already discovered that they were two completely different people. However, she did not dare to face up to reality. While refusing to admit Qi Xiaoyan's death, she also did not dare to face the fact that she had already placed Huo Yelin in her heart.

On the day of Qi Xiaoyan's funeral, not many people came to watch.

He had said he had no family. His father was a good man, but he died early. His mother brought him up, and most of the time she wanted him to get married, have a wife, and have children.

But all their family's wishes were ruined by her.

"Xiao Yan, I won't look for you anymore. From now on, I am your wife. " She had sworn before his grave that she would not break it.

It wasn't that there weren't any men who had expressed their goodwill towards her in the past few years, but she had refused every single one of them. Focus all your energy on your work, from morning to night, from spring to winter, year after year. Only by doing so could the pain and guilt in her heart ease up a little.

Until Huo Yelin appeared, he had completely destroyed the beautiful world that he had painstakingly created over the past few years.