The fact that the president was injured could not be kept from the madam no matter what, so it was better to be honest and let it go. Even if the president held someone accountable afterward, it would only be the president who would be held accountable.

He felt that if he didn't confess to his wife now, he would die a horrible death.

"Open the door now!"

Jian Yixue was furious at Ye Mohan's actions. This idiot didn't even tell her he was injured!

Seeing that Lin Yi still wouldn't open the door for her, she angrily yelled at him.

"Oh, right away, madam!"

Lin Yi then realized that he had forgotten to open the door!

He quickly opened the door for Jian Yixue.

Jian Yixue strode into the villa, and Lin Yi quickly ran to her side to lead the way.

Jian Yixue rushed upstairs, not paying attention to anything else.

Looking at Jian Yixue's serious and slightly angry expression, everyone in the villa felt that Master Mo might get a beating this time, as this lady probably had a violent temper.

Upon reaching the room door, Lin Yi stopped and respectfully said to Jian Yixue, "Madam, the president is inside. The doctor instructed him to rest."

Jian Yixue nodded, and as she was about to open the door, she turned to Lin Yi and said, "You—are very good!"

Then he pushed open the door and went inside.

Lin Yi, who was standing at the door, felt a chill run down his spine upon hearing this.

Is Madam angry because she knows that I've kept it from the CEO?

This has nothing to do with him. The president clearly told him to do this before he fell into a coma, otherwise he wouldn't have dared to do it.

Waaaaah~~~ I've been resented by Madam. She might make things difficult for me in the future.

He felt so wronged, even more wronged than Dou E!

On the other side, Jian Yixue, who had entered the room, looked at Ye Mohan lying on the bed with his upper body naked. When she saw the various wounds on his body, especially the gauze around his heart, tears unknowingly streamed down her face.

She walked over sadly, looking at Ye Mohan who was unconscious in front of her. All the words of blame she had thought of to say to him vanished without a trace, leaving only a deep sense of heartache.

She sat down gently on the chair by the bed, and gently reached out to hold Ye Mohan's hand. The moment she touched it, a chill spread from Ye Mohan's hand through her entire body.

Jian Yixue tightened her grip on Ye Mohan's hand, trying to warm him with her own body heat.

Large tears involuntarily streamed down her face. This foolish man, even after suffering such a serious injury, still didn't forget his promise to her.

If I hadn't missed him so much, I wouldn't have noticed anything was wrong. I even had Youluo investigate his whereabouts to find out the truth. Otherwise, I'd probably still be in the dark, waiting for him to wake up and see how I deal with him.

Jian Yixue sat quietly on the edge of the bed, holding Ye Mohan's hand. She hoped that she would be the first to know when Ye Mohan woke up, as she had not left the room except to take care of her physical needs.

In the middle of the night, Lin Yi came in and asked her to go out for dinner, but she shook her head and refused. Lin Yi was helpless and could only pin his hopes on Ye Mohan, hoping that he would wake up soon.

night.

She hasn't had a drop of water since rushing to catch her flight this morning; all she wants to do is stay with him and wait for him to wake up. This is also a form of self-punishment.

She almost had to lose Ye Mohan again without her knowledge.

She knew perfectly well that Ye Mohan would be injured during this period, yet she didn't pay more attention. It's all her fault!

After an unknown amount of time, Jian Yixue, feeling sleepy and tired, fell asleep on Ye Mohan's hand.

The next morning

When Ye Mohan regained consciousness, he felt his hand being held down, and a surge of anger instantly rose within him.

He opened his eyes and looked unhappily in the direction of his hand. Just as he was about to get angry, he saw Jian Yixue asleep with her head on his hand.

His displeased gaze instantly softened, and his hand, which was about to be pulled away, remained still, as if afraid of disturbing the woman's sweet dream!

But in his mind, he was wondering, who brought her here?

Don't they know their situation is unsafe? A sense of dissatisfaction with Lin Yi instantly arose in her heart.

Lin Yi, who had just gotten up in the living room, suddenly sneezed for no apparent reason.

Huh?

Do I have a cold?

Or is someone talking badly about him behind his back?

He looked around but didn't see anyone. He figured he was just overthinking it; who would bother talking about him for no reason?

He gently squeezed his nose and then continued making breakfast.

The room was filled with a tranquil and beautiful atmosphere.

Ye Mohan stared at Jian Yixue's cute and innocent sleeping face, feeling that she was even more adorable than she was during the day.

Ye Mohan reached out his other free hand, wanting to brush away the girl's hair that covered her sleeping face.

I accidentally aggravated my wound and gasped for breath.

It took a while for him to recover, and a fine layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

As if sensing something, Jian Yixue suddenly woke up from her sleep.

He patted his chest and let out a long sigh.

"Thank goodness it was just a dream!"

"Oh? What did you dream about, Madam?"

"Of course it was a dream..."

Before Jian Yixue could finish speaking, she suddenly realized something and turned to look at Ye Mohan on the hospital bed.

The person who was unconscious was no longer on the bed; all that could be seen was Ye Mohan looking at her with doting eyes that were captivating.

Jian Yixue stared wide-eyed at Ye Mohan, who was already awake on the bed, and asked urgently, "You're awake? Is anything bothering you?"

Then his eyes began to scan Ye Mohan up and down, and when his gaze fell on the red patch on Ye Mohan's chest, his face showed a momentary panic.

Originally, she had planned to settle old scores with Ye Mohan when he woke up. But when she saw his wound bleeding, she couldn't care less about blaming him. Instead, she looked at Ye Mohan with concern and asked, "You're bleeding from your chest. Does it hurt? Is anything else bothering you?"

Ye Mohan felt a warmth in his heart as he looked at Jian Yixue, who was worried about him.

He didn't care about such injuries. He had once been on the verge of death without batting an eye. He had no one to confide in since his parents had passed away.

Over time, he became numb to the pain and got used to bearing it alone, no longer wanting to talk to others about it.

Hearing Jian Yixue's words, he originally wanted to shake his head and tell her not to worry.

But when his eyes met Jian Yixue's caring expression, he wondered what she would do if he said he was in pain.

So Ye Mohan pretended to be forbearing, looking at Jian Yixue with a wronged expression.

"Ugh, it hurts."

Upon hearing this, Jian Yixue's face instantly turned panicked. She quickly grabbed Ye Mohan's hand, wanting to check him: "Where does it hurt? Tell me, and I'll take a look."

Ye Mohan turned and grabbed Jian Yixue's small hand. Her hand was as soft as a tender shoot and her skin as smooth as cream. He couldn't bear to let go of her.

Looking at Jian Yixue, who was worried about him, he felt very satisfied and warm inside.

"It's okay. If I can't even bear this little bit of pain, how will I protect you in the future?"