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I don’t know what happened, but Yi Yan recalled the scene she dreamed that day, “I had a dream.”

Ji Yang: “What dream?”

“I dreamed that you refused to come back, and our child was left without a father.” She stretched out her hand and hugged him.

“…”

He was silent.

Perhaps he felt it was ridiculous.

Yi Yan didn’t think too much about it. The effect of the medicine came on, and her pain was relieved a lot. She was already in a dream.

In her dream, she seemed to dream that Ji Yang hugged her and they slept together.

But when she woke up the next day, she was the only one beside the bed. She felt very lost in her heart, and her stomach still hurt a little when she got up.

She opened the door and smelled a fragrance.

There was color in her eyes.

He was still there.

As before, he went to cook porridge for her.

After washing up, she went downstairs. Ji Yang served her a bowl of millet porridge and put it in front of her, “Does it still hurt?”

“A little.” She also emphasized, “It hurts when I get up, and I’ll be fine after taking some medicine.”

It’s an old problem, she knows it.

"If it doesn't get better, go to the hospital immediately." Ji Yang sat opposite her, also drinking porridge.

Yi Yan paused with her hand holding the spoon, "It will be better."

After breakfast, she took six more stomach medicine pills. She was so weak that she went upstairs to lie down again. Ji Yang didn't go out either, but watched her from the side.

In the afternoon, she woke up with pain.

Her lower lip was bitten with marks, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

This time it really hurt.

She couldn't bear the pain, and grabbed Ji Yang's hand, feeling very uncomfortable.

He was scared and rushed her to the hospital.

Examination results: acute gastroenteritis.

The situation is still serious, so she will be hospitalized for one day and discharged tomorrow if there is no problem.

Yi Yan didn't want to show off. She lay on the bed, wearing a hospital gown, with an IV drip, and her face was pale.

Ji Yang sat down on the side and softened his tone, "Does it still hurt now?"

She shook her head.

"You can also bear the pain." He knew her temper and knew that it must be serious. He didn't dare to leave and asked the doctor about the situation.

Yi Yan watched him anxiously, and actually felt a little guilty.

This time she really didn't hold back, afraid that he would leave.

"What do you want to eat later?" he asked.

Yi Yan reached out, held his hand, and whispered, "I want to drink the porridge you cooked, okay?"

"Yeah."

"Let's go to my place? It's closer, and I still have some work to deal with. You can help me get the computer when you go back."

"Okay, I'll get another set of clothes. Is there anything else?" he asked.

"No more."

...

When he came at night, Yi Yan couldn't suppress the pain from the injection. She lay on the bed powerlessly, and didn't want to eat even when she saw the porridge.

Her right hand was still injected, so it was inconvenient to hold a spoon.

"Eat something before going to sleep." Ji Yang opened the lid and fed her with a spoon.

Yi Yan was willing to eat this time, and it looked "reluctant".

During this time, Ji Yang's phone kept ringing, and he didn't answer the call that Li Wei opened, and the other party finally came to the door.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Ji Yang feeding Yi Yan, and he quickly covered his eyes.

These two people, day after day.

"What's wrong with Mr. Yi? You are hiding well, and the reporters are hanging around outside." Li Wei felt that he was simply worried to death.

"Reporter?" Ji Yang raised his sword eyebrows and fed Yi Yan another spoonful.

"You are a star, and you don't even wear a mask. My God, you have been photographed a long time ago." Li Wei held his forehead, "Fortunately I came in time, otherwise there would be an acquaintance in the hospital who would find out the room number and rush in directly."

"No." Yi Yan said in a hollow voice, but she was very sure.

Li Wei: "..."

Well, he was worrying too much.

Ji Yang's wife is awesome, it's all his fault for worrying!

He greeted Yi Yan symbolically and left quickly. After all, she didn't need him to stay as a light bulb.

It would be better to go back to help Ji Yang deal with things and let him have a few more days off.

When Ji Yang went to wash the dishes, Yi Yan opened Weibo and looked at the hot searches, and found that there were a few more photos.

He came to the hospital with a lunch box and her computer.

Because someone took photos of the two in the afternoon, the comments were all about the two of them.

There were no discordant voices, and Yi Yan did not suppress the comments.

At night, Ji Yang was about to sleep on the sofa. Her head "hurt" again. Only by letting him massage her head would it get better, otherwise she could not sleep.

For this reason, he went to the doctor to get Fengyoujing.

It must be done on a bed, so Yi Yan simply rested her head on his legs, stretched out her arms to hug him, and said intentionally or unintentionally, "I think the wall between the living room and the kitchen of the villa on the Songhe side is too empty. You can hang a painting or something."

"That will have to wait until you get better." Ji Yang poured some more Fengyoujing, "It's not a good thing to have a headache frequently."

"It doesn't hurt often, only a little when I miss you." She half-closed her eyes and opened them, and saw that his face looked a little unnatural.

It was the first time she said such words, and she was a little embarrassed, so she simply closed her eyes again.

The air was quiet for a while, and then Ji Yang's voice came to my ears, "It's quite unexpected. I used to think that if you could change your temper, or even if you didn't hurt others so much, I would feel less pressure."

"But I don't know if forcing you to change is good or bad."

"There is no coercion. I know what I want." Yi Yan opened her eyes and said it very seriously.

"What do you want?" He lowered his head and looked at her with his black eyes.

"You." A word came out of her mouth, and she continued, "From the beginning to the end, all I want is you, regardless of identity or anything else, just two people together."

"Be by my side, nothing else matters."

Chapter 583 The Female President's Little Wolf Dog (21)