Chapter 786 Self-Harm

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Of course, he still said that this was someone else's business and had nothing to do with him.

Although Lu Yi knew that He Yibin's words did have something to say, he didn't say it, and he couldn't insist on asking the truth. He could only take Sun Yuhan to remove the plaster that had been tied for almost half a year. After removing the plaster, after a series of rehabilitation, she could walk normally.

Not long after they left, someone knocked on the door of He Yibin's office again.

He Yi was looking down at the case at this time, on which was Sun Yuhan's leg bone. Stupid woman, just stupid woman, she was scheming, but what have you done now, how have you treated your body badly, and later, you will know whether it is you or others who are hurting.

This leg looks good now. It can walk, run, jump, climb mountains, dance, and wear high heels. However, the bones have become brittle. It is not obvious now, but if she gets older, she may really become a cripple. However, this is all her own doing. What does it have to do with others?

The door outside rang again. He Yibin walked over and opened the door, but he saw an unexpected person.

"Why are you here?"

"I have a cold, and I came to ask you for some medicine." The voice of the visitor was slightly hoarse, but it can still be heard that her voice is very nice, that of a young woman.

The scarf almost covered her entire face, and she also added a pair of black-rimmed glasses on her face. The lenses would occasionally appear some white mist due to breathing, which also blocked some of her vision.

"Cold?" He Yibin walked over and put his hand on the woman's forehead, "It's a little hot, do you have a fever?"

"I don't know, maybe a little," the woman's voice was still hoarse, she must have a fever, otherwise she would not dress herself like a bear. And she also took off her scarf. It was none other than Yan Huan. Her face was not very good at this time. Her skin was pale and almost bloodless.

"Take your temperature."

He Yibin handed the thermometer to Yan Huan. Yan Huan took it and sat aside, waiting for time to pass. She felt a little cold, so she came to see. If she really caught a cold, she should not go out or see anyone recently. She didn't care about it herself, but she didn't want to infect others, especially Mr. Lu. Old people can't get sick. The Lu family has a family doctor, but she didn't think it was necessary to trouble others. It happened that she came out to buy some things today, so she came to see by the way.

"Sit inside."

He Yibin opened another door and let Yan Huan go in. It was quieter there. Yan Huan's face was not that she couldn't see anyone, but it would be troublesome if she saw someone.

Yan Huan followed in without thinking too much. There was a small bed inside. Usually, the patient could lie on it, and He Yibin could rest by himself.

"They will be here soon," He Yibin walked over and said to Yan Huan again, and this word "they" successfully made Yan Huan's expression fade a little. But now her skin color is a little too white, so it is hard to tell whether her expression is good or bad, or she doesn't care at all.

"That woman is a ruthless character," He Yibin took the thermometer handed over by Yan Huan's father, shook it and put it away.

Yan Huan believed this. After meeting a few times, if she had no scheming, she would not be still in the Lu family and let Lu Yi agree to marry her. Even if Lu Yi has no memory, Lu Yi is still Lu Yi, and it is impossible for him to agree to something easily.

"She has been hitting her legs all the time to make her heal slower," He Yibin had already taken the needle and hung it for Yan Huan. I don't know if he wants to make Lu Yi feel guilty, or if he wants to get something by this self-mutilation.

"So now, is she really disabled?" Yan Huan is not very interested in other people's affairs, but he wants to know how cruel that woman can be.

"Not disabled," He Yibin finished giving Yan Huan the injection. "It's not that easy to become disabled, but it's very easy to become disabled when you get old. You can't see it now because you're young, but what you do to your body, your body will give you back?"

"In this regard, your efforts and rewards are proportional."

Yan Huan pulled the quilt over herself and looked up at the front. The bottle of medicine that kept dripping down, one drop or two, flowed down the back of her hand into her blood vessels.

"The fever is too high, it's almost 38.5, I'll give you some antipyretic injections first," He Yibin came over again, pulled Yan Huan's finger and pricked it, and also drew some blood.

He wanted to send the blood for testing to see if there was anything wrong. Although he was basically sure that the fever was caused by a cold, it was better to be careful.

"Okay..." Yan Huan felt a little drowsy, and her fingers gradually relaxed, and she might not feel so uncomfortable anymore.

When He Yibin came back, she saw two people sitting in his office, and her eyes fell on the closed door, and then she pulled a chair over and sat down.

"Did it get demolished?" He asked Lu Yi, but his eyes were looking at Sun Yuhan's legs.

"You don't need the wheelchair anymore. You'd better try to walk by yourself."

"I'm afraid of pain," Sun Yuhan shrank back.

"Hurt?" He Yibin raised his eyebrows, "Miss Sun, your bones have grown well, they are not so fragile, and you still need to do a series of recovery training. If you want to use a wheelchair for the rest of your life, then please do as you please."

Okay, he put away his things and didn't want to keep anyone. If everything is fine, you can go. I have other patients later.

Lu Yi came over and pushed the wheelchair, but for some reason, he also looked into the door. He wanted to know why He Yibin looked there just now, and why he was worried, but after worrying, he was relieved.

He wanted to know, but now seemed not the time for him to know, he still had to send Sun Yuhan home.

Sun Yuhan still didn't want to walk by herself, and had to sit in a wheelchair.

When they left, He Yibin opened the door and saw Yan Huan sitting on the small bed, staring blankly ahead, wondering what he was thinking?

"What are you going to do in the future?" He sat in front of Yan Huan and asked her tentatively.

"Are you going to live like this forever?"

"I don't know yet," Yan Huan came back to her senses and gently moved her fingers, which were slightly cold.