C38

Pei Qingcheng finally understood why Ye Wen regarded Ding Han so highly.

In this short period of time, everything at home had been arranged.

If Pei Qingcheng were to speak the truth, wouldn't that make it harder for Ding Han to explain himself?

Leaning on Shen Lianlong's body and weeping, Mr. Ye said to Ding Han in a low voice, "Get up first. If anything happens to those few days of waiting, your life will be ruined."

Ding Han crawled up from the ground, his face red and swollen, and stood to the side.

Everyone silently waited for the emergency room door to open. It was as if Madam Ye could not see Pei Qingcheng.

Pei Qingcheng sat on the other side of the bench, her head lowered in silence.

Suddenly, she heard footsteps. She looked up and saw Shen Qian standing in front of her, handing her a cup of coffee.

"Mrs. Ye, your face is so ugly. Don't worry, I will be fine. He's very lucky." Shen Kui said.

Pei Qingcheng accepted the cup of coffee and forced a smile, "Just call me Pei Qingcheng."

Shen Lo then sat down beside her and held her hands, "Your hands are so cold!"

Shen Lo's hand was actually very warm. The feeling of being held by her hand was very strange, and he didn't know how to describe it.

Pei Qingcheng was not familiar with Shen Lo, so she did not have the habit of being familiar with him. She gently pulled her hand away from Shen Lo's hand, "I'm fine."

"I'll definitely be fine." Shen Lo seemed to be talking to himself, but he also seemed to be talking to Pei Qingcheng.

Pei Qingcheng lowered her head and did not say a word.

Minutes and seconds passed by, and Pei Qingcheng felt a sense of discomfort. She had never felt the passage of time so slowly before.

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, the emergency room door finally opened.

The doctor came up to them and said respectfully, "Mr. Ye, Mrs. Ye, the fruit knife has been removed from Mr. Ye's chest. Fortunately, it didn't pierce through the internal organs, but Mr. Ye has bled a lot and is still unconscious."

"Are you out of danger?" Mr. Ye asked quickly.

"I'm not sure yet."

"As doctors, when will you be able to give an accurate answer?" Mr. Ye raised his voice. "I'm not sure about anything. What are you guys doing?"

"Mr. Ye, you can rest assured that we will do our best." the doctor repeated.

At this moment, the nurses pushed Ye Wen from the bed and quickly surrounded him.

Pei Qingcheng's body moved, but she still sat on the bench. She took a glance at Ye Xiu before lowering her head.

Ye Wen tightly shut his eyes, his face as white as a piece of paper, completely lifeless and even helpless and pitiful.

Pei Qingcheng bit her lower lip as she pressed her body against the cold tiled wall.

She clenched her fists. Her body was so tight that it felt like a rubber band that had reached its limit. She was about to break.

Ye Wen was sent to the VIP ward by the doctor. He was still in danger, so the family members were not allowed to visit him.

Madam Ye and Mr. Ye went to the dean's office for a meeting to discuss Ye Wen's treatment plan. Shen Kui had obtained a bag of ice cubes from somewhere and passed it to Ding Han.

"Ding Te Helper, your face is swollen, you don't have to be so cruel to yourself."

"Thank you, Miss Shen." Ding Han smiled coyly as he took the ice cube, "I have committed such a huge mistake. Even if I were to kill myself, I won't be able to compensate my lord's life."

"You are a very loyal subordinate." Shen Li's words contained some hidden meaning. He glanced at Pei Qingcheng who was sitting at the side and said, "Madam Ye is not looking well. You should get someone to send Madam Ye back!"

"Yes." Ding Han placed the ice bag on his face and walked to Pei Qingcheng's side, "Madam, I'll have Big Sister Hua accompany you back first. If I have any news, I will inform you immediately."

Pei Qingcheng stood up woodenly. There was no point in staying here. With Shen Lo and Madam Ye present, they were the closest ones to her.

What was she?

She was just a woman who often hurt her feelings.

Ding Han walked her out of the elevator and towards the entrance of the hospital.

"Ding De." Pei Qingcheng looked at Ding Han's red and swollen cheeks, "You don't need to do that. I will bear the burden of what I have done."

"Madam, this is our lord's order." Ding Han slowly said.

"Your grandpa?" Pei Qingcheng stopped and looked at him strangely, "When did he tell you to do this?"

"Before." Ding Han lowered his eyes and looked at his toes, "Our Lord has long told us that regardless of what Madam has done to him, we will bear the responsibility."

He had anticipated that she would do something to hurt him sooner or later.

Thus, he asked Ding Han to stand up for her.

In other words, even if Pei Qingcheng harmed him and wanted his life, he would fight to the death to protect her?

Pei Qingcheng was unable to describe the feeling in her heart. It was as though a sponge was stuck in her chest, causing her to be unable to breathe.

When Ding Han spoke to her, he could not hear her clearly.

"Ma'am, ma'am, I'll take you to the car."

"Hm." Pei Qingcheng tried her best to recover her wits as she followed Ding Han out of the hospital and into a car parked outside the door.

For a moment, she wanted to stay in the hospital and wait for Ye Xiu to wake up, but that thought quickly flashed through her mind.

Ye Wen was the person she hated the most, so whether he lived or died had nothing to do with her.

She pursed her lips and got into the car. As the car drove away, she could still see Ding Han's swollen face in the reverse mirror.

Sister Hua suddenly held her hand. "Madam, your hand is so cold! Rest assured, nothing will happen to Teacher. "

"I'm fine." Pei Qingcheng turned her head.

The flower sister began to babble at the wrong time: "Our husband, that pair of wives is really the only one in the world! I've never seen a man as good to his wife as he is to his husband. "

Ye Wen was good to her, she didn't want to refute that.

Even though she herself did not understand what was so good about her that she could make Ye Hen so willing to turn his back on her.

She closed her eyes as the voice of Hua-jie rang in her ears, "For the past two years, mister did not go anywhere during the weekend. He just shut himself up in his studio and painted. It's all about you!"

Yenxiang and Yinhan were in the same department when they were in university, and they didn't study fine arts.

Pei Qingcheng did not know that Ye Wen was tired of painting.

She had been silent all this time, and she was so frustrated that she didn't know what to say.

When they arrived at the entrance of the manor, Sister Hua helped her out of the car. The moment she stepped onto the porch, her heart skipped a beat. "Where's the studio? Take me to it."

"Oh, okay, okay." The flower sister looked overjoyed as she hurried to help Pei Qingcheng to the art studio. When they reached the door, she gently pushed it open and said to Pei Qingcheng, "Madam, here it is."

"Yes." Pei Qingcheng strode in and said to the young mistress who wanted to follow her in: "Go rest, it's almost daybreak."

"It's okay, it's okay." Sister Hua waved her hands. "Let me accompany you."

"No need." Pei Qingcheng insisted and left the room, closing the door softly behind her, "If you need anything, just call me. I'll be right outside."

The door closed. The studio was large and spacious, and the decoration was simple and grand. Inside the studio, there were a lot of easels, all covered with white cloth.

Pei Qingcheng walked over and stood in front of an easel. Taking a deep breath, she lifted the white cloth.

In front of him was a sketch of a character, depicting her.

She lay in the bathtub with her eyes closed, her hair floating on the water as if she were sleeping.

Under the tired drawing brush, she was like a fairy in a dream, vivid and calm.

To say that she wasn't shocked was a lie. Under the brush of Nightmare's painting, she was even more beautiful than her own body. Nightingale had given her a completely different kind of beauty.

Pei Qingcheng stood quietly in front of the portrait for a while before walking to another easel and opening the canvas.

The person in the painting was still her. She was sleeping, lying on the bed, sleeping peacefully and peacefully.

She lifted up all the canvases in the studio. She was the one in each painting.

She cried, she smiled, she slept, and she quietly looked into the distance.

She did not know when Nightingale had painted these paintings, or how long she had taken to finish them.

It could be seen that every one of her strokes was filled with mental drawings, and every one of them was vivid and lifelike.

She stared at them for a long time, leaning against the wall.

From the looks of it, Ye Wen had fallen in love with her and treated her like this.

She didn't understand why he loved her so much.

They weren't really familiar with each other.

The first time I saw Yin Ha and Ye Wen was on the steps in front of the school auditorium.

They were already third year students, while Pei Qingcheng was a new student.

At that time, many boys came to see the beauty from China, and many girls gathered to see Ye Xiu and Yin Ha.

It had been a very long time, and Pei Qingcheng could only vaguely remember the smile on Yin Hai's face as he stood under the tree with its leaves fluttering in the wind. That smile of his was warm and warm, causing her heart to feel warm.

As for Ye Xiwen, he was too tired. Pei Qingcheng could only see the back of a figure. The tall and indifferent figure was the first impression she had of him.

Later, Yin Ha began to pursue her. At that time, Yin Ha and Ye Wen were good friends, but Ye Wen didn't appear in front of her many times.

Yin Ha chased after Pei Qingcheng for a long time. In the beginning, Pei Qingcheng never felt like a couple until that night at the ball when Yin Ha danced with her mask on. After that night, Pei Qingcheng fell in love with Yin Ha.

Therefore, in her memory, Ye Wen was just the back of a person, and the cheers of a female classmate.

She didn't know him, she hadn't even seen him much.

So, why did Ye Xi love her so much?

She really couldn't understand.

She did not know how long she stayed in the studio until someone knocked on the door and the sun shone on her forehead. She did not know when it was already dawn.

The person who came was Housekeeper Hu. He stood at the door with concern as he asked Pei Qingcheng: "Mistress, breakfast is ready. Please wash up and have some breakfast!"

Yesterday, she hadn't eaten a single bite. Last night, she drank wine so she should have been hungry, but she didn't feel hungry at all.

She followed Butler Hu and walked out of the studio. She opened her mouth, but didn't say anything.

Housekeeper Hu was a clever man, he was good at reading people's expressions. He glanced at Pei Qingcheng and said: "There's still no news from the hospital, Ding Te will definitely give you a call if you get any news."

Pei Qingcheng did not comment or say anything.