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He was already fair, and now his face was abnormally red. Could it be that he had caught a cold from the rain and had caught a fever?

"Just a small matter. It doesn't matter." His tone was a little harsh as he let An Yimo push him to the side of the bed. Then, with a nimble push, he collapsed onto the bed.

An Yimo didn't think that he was that strong, but she felt sad instead.

He didn't know how many times he had practiced such nimble movements and how many times he had fallen before he managed to do it.

Sitting on the bed, An Yimo asked: Did I wake you up? Or did you not sleep at all? I brought you a bowl of chicken soup, do you want to eat it? "

He lay on the pillow with his eyes closed, his long eyelashes fluttering as if he was enduring some pain. He said lightly, "No need, I have no appetite."

"Oh."

Seeing him suddenly acting so icily, An Yimo felt a little uncomfortable.

He was not so much cold as absent-minded.

For a moment, An Yimo felt bored, she wondered if she had come up to disturb him, or if she had come at the wrong time, and turned her head awkwardly, only to find that the trash can beside the bed was actually filled with blood-stained gauze and brown colored sponges.

"Are you hurt again?" An Yimo turned her head and looked at Ye Yiqing with an astonished expression.

Only then did Ye Yiqing open his eyes. When he was close enough, An Yimo realized that his azure eyes were filled with bloodstains. He grumbled at An Yimo: "Isn't it normal for a cripple like me to get injured? And that's not the saddest thing. You know, I don't even dare to dump a piece of trash for fear of being discovered. I can only wait for Tianzhi or my aunt to come visit me and ask them to bring me down, but sometimes it's not convenient for them and I have to wait for them to come. Sometimes it's not like I have the chance to bring them down when the trash is all smelly, because those people who are concerned with Ye Family, might go and check out the trash in Ye Family. You may not know, but sometimes, a lot of information can be found in trash. "

He spoke very quickly, with a tone of despair and impatience.

With that said, An Yimo was stunned.

She had never thought that a person who came from such a good background would have such a hard time.

This was something that exceeded her expectations.

"You … "Where are you hurt today?" An Yimo didn't know how to answer, so she could only ask.

"The wound on her arm that was pierced by the shard just now is extremely painful, and now aunt and the rest are all asleep again. They don't want to disturb her, so …" I changed the medicine myself. " Ye Yiqing sighed and continued: "I don't know if it's because it's almost autumn, my leg is also hurting a lot, but it's all an old ailment, you don't have to tell Tian Cheng and the others, it's fine."

He was clearly so sad and his expression was sad, yet he said it with such a light and relaxed tone. An Yimo's heart nearly spasmed from the pain.

"Why is your wound inflamed? Didn't aunty change your medicine every day? " An Yimo asked.

Ye Yiqing sighed, nodded, and said: "Perhaps it's because of the rain last night, and my aunt being in a hurry when she changed her clothes, and because I normally don't go out or bask in the sunlight, my muscle tissue's recovery ability is very poor, so … But it's fine now, I've already applied the medicine. "

"But your face looks terrible. You must be in pain, right?" An Yimo was even more worried, afraid that Yue Yang didn't want him to worry or show any weakness, hence he wasn't willing to speak the truth.

Ye Yiqing shook his head and replied: "It's not because of the wound, but because of the pain in my leg.

He bitterly smiled and said: "I don't know if it is because I haven't trained in the army for a long time that I have been holed up in this building all year round. I am going to become a cripple soon."

Although he forced himself to look better, the loneliness and gloom in his eyes could not be hidden.

An Yimo sighed, looked at him deeply, and said: "You should go out and take a walk, and bask in the sun."

"But in that case, I might even lose my life." His smile became even more bitter.

An Yimo's heart was also extremely unwell.

A proud young man, Taekwondo champion, special forces king, his arms and legs were definitely good, his body must be well-coordinated, but now he could only sit on the wheelchair sadly, unable to move. How sad was this, how miserable was this?

An Yimo thought that if it was her, she wouldn't even have the courage to live.

Sometimes, they also needed courage, courage and determination more than death itself!

Thinking about it this way, An Yimo's heart felt even more uncomfortable.

"What exactly is the 'other side' that you and Tiancheng spoke of? [Is he that unruly?] Could it be that he couldn't even control the Ye Family anymore? Or could it be that you can't even save your own life? " An Yimo looked at Ye Yiqing with an extremely puzzled expression.

Ye Yiqing laughed bitterly: "Right, the story I didn't finish talking to you last time was interrupted by Tian Cheng, do you have any time now? It just so happens that I can't sleep either. Do you want to continue listening? "

An Yimo nodded: "If it's not convenient for you to say, I won't force you. But if it makes you feel better, and you want to talk to someone, I'd be happy to. "

Ye Yiqing nodded and looked at An Yimo worriedly: "I heard that you're pregnant, and I haven't congratulated you yet."

An Yimo nodded her head, "I'm also very surprised myself. If I wasn't sick this time, I wouldn't have discovered it that quickly. It's not even been a month."

Ye Yiqing nodded and said: "You're pregnant. It's alright if you don't sleep this late?"

An Yimo said: Maybe I slept too much last night and during the day, and won't be able to fall asleep this time, since I won't be able to sleep anyway, so enduring it will affect my mood instead, why not listen to your story, and maybe go back later to sleep better.

Hearing how easily An Yimo spoke, Ye Yiqing finally laughed: "Then, I can confidently pour out my heart to you. I hope that we will all be able to fall asleep later on."

An Yimo said: "Oh right, before you tell me your story, I want to go heat up some hot water."

"Are you thirsty? There's still boiling water in the thermos over there. " Ye Yiqing said.

An Yimo shook her head and said: "No, I want to make a hot water bottle and apply it on your legs. Although it will not completely cure your illness, it will at least make you feel better."

"Is that so?" Ye Yiqing said: "I've heard of this method, is it useful?"

An Yimo nodded his head: "This will make you comfortable, I have often done this for my father, but his health is not good, our family is very poor, and can't go to the hospital easily, so... If Dad was in pain, it would often be Mom rubbing him, applying some air repellent, and then applying a hot water bottle. It would still work. "

Ye Yiqing laughed and said: "Is there a glass bottle in the drawer over there that can be used as a hot water bottle?"

An Yimo filled a pot of water to boil it, and then found the glass bottle. It should be a bottle filled with normal saline, and this kind of bottle was naturally impossible to keep inside to watch, or to make a vase.

Recalling what he just said, he was afraid that these were the 'rubbish' that he didn't have the time to throw away, a total of three.

If someone were to notice the bottle being thrown at him, he would definitely be suspicious.

Ye Tiancheng was a very carefree man, and there were even more people who paid attention to him, so he probably wouldn't pay too much attention to these details.

An Yimo turned her head, seeing a look of disappointment in Ye Yiqing's eyes, she said with feigned disdain: "I have an obsessive-compulsive disorder, so you should do something good when you see the clean and tidy place and the trash place. The next time there's rubbish, tell me immediately when I go to work and throw it away and put it in my bag. Otherwise, if I think about the garbage in your attic, I won't be able to eat or sleep, and I won't be able to do my job. "

Since she said that, Ye Yiqing naturally understood her kind intentions. His heart was moved as he hurriedly lowered his head, covered the grief in his eyes and earnestly said: "I understand, Yi Mo, thank you."

An Yimo snickered, poured some hot water into the bottle and washed it clean. Then she lay there, in case she suddenly filled the bottle with hot water and exploded it.

She found two more towels and waited for a while for the water to boil for a barbecue. She quickly fished out the scalding glass bottle from the hot water and carefully poured the water inside.

After pouring the water, she carefully used a towel to wrap up two layers. After testing the temperature to see if it was just right, it was not hot enough to burn her skin, so she was satisfied and took it over.

Ye Yiqing pointed to his knee: "There."

An Yimo carefully put away the bottle of boiling water, placed him on top of it with both legs, and said: "After two days, I'll go back and use that bit of daddy's medicine and oil. Daddy has used a lot of them, and they all come out with experience.

Ye Yiqing nodded and looked An Yimo in the eye deeply, "Thank you."

An Yimo grinned: We are family, do you still need to thank me?

"Aren't you going?" At first, Ye Yiqing was happy, but when he thought of something, he became disappointed.

Even if she stayed, she would still be a woman blessed by the heavens.

The two brothers might not be qualified to have her, but if they had to belong to one person, then that person must be Tian Cheng …

"I think even if I leave and you are the uncle of my child, we would still be family, right?" An Yimo did not want to continue on this topic, so she changed the topic: "Oh yes, your feet will feel pain, which means, you can still recover?"

Hearing An Yimo's reminder, Ye Yiqing seemed to have thought of something and was stunned for a moment before looking at An Yimo in shock.

An Yimo said seriously: "Although your feet and hands are injured, if you really do not have any hope, it is impossible for you to feel pain. How often do you feel pain like this? Does it hurt often? "