Chapter 1268 Still a Patient

She stood up again, leaning against the wall. Her legs were shaking for several steps, but in the end, no matter what, she still stood up stubbornly. She put the necklace in her hand on the table, then took a pen and paper and wrote a note.

She didn't want to stay here anymore, because she had nothing here, no one looked at her, no one cared about her, and no one felt sorry for her.

She deserved it. Who made her not know people well? She almost ruined everything she had in Lu Qin's hands.

She opened the door and walked out step by step. There was only the mobile phone in her hand all the time, and her body temperature, but it seemed to be getting colder.

The nurse pushed the door and came in, also holding a meal in her hand.

"Miss Yan, I've bought you food. There are many dishes today, including braised fish. Don't you like fish the most? Eat more today to replenish your blood quickly."

She carefully placed the things she was carrying on the table. Yan Huan was taken care of by her alone. She only had Yan Huan as a patient, so she was in charge of Yan Huan's daily life, and of course she was in charge of the meal.

But she was willing to pay for it herself. This was not someone else, this was Yan Huan, her idol, her favorite star.

"Miss Yan, do you smell today's dishes?"

The nurse put out the food, and she was a little greedy. She would also go for a portion later, just the same as Yan Huan. Well, it must taste great.

But, for half a day, why didn't anyone answer her? She turned around and saw that there was no one in the ward. Yan Huan was not there.

She must be in the bathroom. The nurse arranged the dishes again, well, to make them look nice, so that when Miss Yan comes out, she will immediately have an appetite when she sees the food.

However, it seems that Miss Yan doesn't eat too much, and a few bites of food are enough each time. Celebrities are like this, because they are afraid of getting fat, right? But she feels that Yan Huan is a little too thin, even if she gains ten pounds, it's okay.

Yan Huan is only about 80 pounds now, if she gains another ten pounds, more than 90 pounds, it would be perfect.

She arranged the dishes again, and finally felt good about herself, but why didn't this person come out? If he doesn't come out again, the food will get cold, how can we eat it then?

"Miss Yan?" She called again.

No one answered.

She walked to the bathroom and knocked on the door gently, "Miss Yan, are you there?"

Still no one answered.

The nurse was anxious and pushed the door open quickly. In an instant, the light also penetrated in, but there was no one in the bathroom.

The person disappeared.

Yan Huan, disappeared.

Yan Huan, disappeared.

Did Yan Huan turn into a butterfly and fly away?

Not long after, He Yibin walked in with a bad face.

"Where is she?" He asked the nurse, "Didn't I tell you to keep an eye on her? Her identity is so sensitive, why did you let her run around?"

"I don't know either," the nurse was scolded by He Yibin and cried. She really didn't know. As soon as she came in, she disappeared. She couldn't tie Yan Huan to her belt, and she couldn't follow her 24 hours a day.

But Yan Huan's body couldn't do anything now. She couldn't go out to bask in the sun. How could she disappear?

At this time, the food on the table had already cooled down, and Yan Huan still didn't come back.

He Yibin walked to the bedside, and then pulled the quilt, but saw something under the quilt.

It was a note and a necklace.

"I'm discharged from the hospital. Please put the medical expenses on the account first. I will ask my assistant to send them to me later. Thank you, and thank you, the beautiful and lovely nurse, for buying clothes and shoes for me."

"I don't have any money on me, so I'll give you this necklace. It's not worth much, but it's good to keep it as a souvenir."

These are the few words, and the words are written a little lightly, which shows that she really didn't have much strength to put in. She lost one-third of her blood and almost died. Is she going to die?

When the nurse saw He Yibin standing there in a daze, she felt guilty and anxious.

"Doctor He, what should we do now? Let's go find someone first."

"No need to find it," He Yibin crumpled the note into a ball, and finally didn't throw it away, but put it in his pocket.

"Don't look for it, but what if I lose it?"

The nurse was about to cry in anxiety. What should I do? She lost the patient.

"She left on her own," He Yibin walked over and placed the necklace in front of the nurse, "It was given to you by your Miss Yan. She said it's not worth much, so you can keep it as a souvenir."

The nurse quickly grabbed the necklace, "What do you mean it's not worth much? It's worth a hundred thousand. I'll keep it for her first, and I'll return it to her when Miss Yan moves in again."

When He Yibin heard this, his eyes twitched slightly.

"You'd better pray that she doesn't come back."

"Why?" The nurse wiped the necklace from time to time on her body, as if it had been dirty by He Yibin just now. Now she is disinfecting it.

"This is a hospital," He Yibin reminded her, "If you are okay, come to the hospital."

"Ah, that's right," the nurse was like a young wife, huddled in a corner, not daring to move, waiting for He Yibin to scold her again.

"You..."

He Yibin just opened his mouth.

The young wife burst into tears, and it was really not her fault.

He Yibin suddenly felt his hair being pulled, and his scalp was hurting in an instant.

He stretched out his finger and pointed outside, "You, go out, you are not needed here."

The nurse ran out in a hurry, as if there was a ghost behind her catching her.

And He Yibin looked at the empty ward, he first put his hand on his waist, and then stretched out a finger to the air.

"Okay, you can do it, you are really good, you are all good."

'Am I afraid of you? "

He strode out of this ward, but he didn't stop, and went to another ward.

The door outside opened with a bang, and Lei Qingyi was seen with a dark face and gritted teeth, as if he was enduring something, and now he was actually enduring it.

But his face was getting redder and redder, and his muscles were getting tighter and tighter. Just as he took a step forward, He Yibin rushed over and hugged him.

"What are you doing? He is still a patient. He hasn't passed the critical period yet."

"What the hell is he sick?" Lei Qingyi's voice almost shook the roof down, "Tell me, is there a patient as uncooperative as him? Look at him, look at him now..."