The hospital was deserted at night. He Yaonian took Mingdai through a special passage and saw a doctor who was not an ordinary doctor.
When Mingdai showed the back of her neck to the incredibly handsome young doctor, the doctor asked He Yaonian, who was expressionless, in a daze.
"You did this?"
Mingdai felt that something was off about what she was hearing.
She turned her head and looked at the doctor.
The doctor criticized He Yaonian with disapproval.
"You're being too rough."
Mingdai immediately realized that the doctor might be referring to...
Her face flushed bright red instantly, and her ears burned so badly she quickly explained in a low voice.
"He didn't do it."
Mingdai awkwardly stood up, rubbing the back of her neck, and continued to explain.
It's not what you think.
She pointed at He Yaonian with utmost respect.
"He is my third uncle."
Tell the doctor not to misunderstand.
The doctor was stunned.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I thought..."
He slapped his forehead and shook his head, laughing at himself.
"I made a mistake, I made a mistake, don't be angry."
Mingdai blushed and shook her head, not daring to look at He Yaonian's reaction.
He Yaonian remained expressionless. "Let her see it."
The doctor said no more, carefully examined Mingdai, and then applied the medicine.
"It's not a big problem. Just apply this medicine three times a day when you get home, and it will be fine in a couple of days."
The back of my neck felt cool after applying the medicine, and the pain lessened.
Mingdai gratefully accepted the medicine. "Thank you."
She took out her phone to pay the doctor.
The doctor found it amusing.
He was in a good mood and winked at He Yaonian.
"Your newly adopted niece?"
Mingdai: "?"
What's the meaning?
Anyway, it sounded very sarcastic.
He Yaonian's handsome face, which was usually expressionless, showed a hint of impatience. He raised his chin in a warning gesture at the doctor, "I'll transfer you later."
He looked at Mingdai, "Let's go."
They left the hospital one after the other. The evening breeze was slightly chilly, and Mingdai unconsciously wrapped her coat tighter around herself.
He Yaonian went to get the car, and Mingdai stood waiting for him.
Just then, Mo Tingchuan called.
Mingdai didn't want to accept.
Mo Tingchuan persevered.
Mingdai frowned as she answered the call.
Mo Tingchuan asked, "Where?"
Mingdai: "Is something the matter?"
"You're just going to leave me alone in the hospital like this?"
Mo Tingchuan sounded a little aggrieved, "I'm really dizzy, come and keep me company."
Domineering and taken for granted.
Mingdai narrowed her eyes. "Go find your mistress."
Mo Tingchuan got angry, "Mingdai, you're the one who injured me, you have to take responsibility."
"Let's transfer to another hospital. Your sister committed suicide, so it's good that you two siblings can keep each other company, and it will be more convenient for your mother to take care of you."
Mo Tingchuan fell silent.
Feeling guilty and uneasy, she asked, "You knew?"
"Mo Tingchuan".
Mingdai's calm voice carried on the cold wind to Mo Tingchuan's ears.
"Who is that man? You two know each other well, right? You wouldn't risk your life with someone you can't control at all. Maybe I know this person too, wouldn't I?"
Mo Tingchuan almost angrily rejected it outright.
"no!"
“You don’t need to test me. If you think that me doing this will make you feel better, then go ahead. But I must make it clear that I don’t know that man.”
"Mingdai, I was wrong first, I'm sorry. I'll forgive and forget about what happened between you and that man. I just hope we can get along peacefully from now on and stop torturing each other, okay?"
Even now, Mo Tingchuan still refuses to admit it.
He even felt that she was the one tormenting him.
Oh!
He Yaonian's car arrived.
Mingdai hung up the phone.
After getting on the bus, Mingdai consciously fastened her seatbelt.
He thought the return trip would be a high-speed drive, but as the sports car steadily entered the lane, He Yaonian did not accelerate.
No one spoke inside the car; the atmosphere was suffocatingly quiet.
Mingdai faced the car window, pretending to look at the scenery.
At the crossroads, the light is red.
He Yaonian's deep voice came through.
Does he often resort to violence?
Mingdai's eyelids twitched. Why was He Yaonian asking this?
It wasn't exactly crossing the line, but there was a subtle, ambiguous tension in their relationship.
An impulse surged into his heart: should he take this opportunity to add fuel to the fire? After all, He Yaonian had plenty of ways to deal with Mo Tingchuan.
As long as Mo Tingchuan is busy, she will have the opportunity to take advantage of the situation.
But when it comes to speaking, I still can't help but hesitate.
No, not at all.
She and He Yaonian were not related by blood. At most, the recent events all happened in the He family, and He Yaonian, as the head of the family, had no choice but to intervene.
Ultimately, Mo Tingchuan is the one closest to He Yaonian. She is just an outsider. Even if He Yaonian really doesn't like Mo Tingchuan, he still let Mo Tingchuan return to the He family.
Why should she overestimate her abilities?
The light turned green, and the sports car moved forward smoothly.
He Yaonian kept his eyes fixed on the road.
"Can't you see the condition of your own neck?"
He sounded slightly angry.
Mingdai wasn't quite sure what he was angry about.
I thought about it.
“I didn’t protect him. Besides, I already fought back. I beat him so badly he ended up in the hospital.”
In the three years of their marriage, Mo Tingchuan really didn't lay a hand on anyone. After all, he had to maintain his public image, and he didn't dare to take any action even if he was deceiving his superiors and subordinates.
He admitted that he did raise his hand that day, but he withdrew it after she broke a cup.
In reality, whether he physically assaulted her or not was far less important to her than the videos that actually caused her serious injury.
To control her, he could send her to another man's bed; what's a little physical violence to knock her unconscious?
He Yaonian glanced at Mingdai with a distracted look.
Mingdai was a little tired, her head resting against the back of the car seat. The car interior was dimly lit, and only a small section of her white chin could be seen. She shrank her neck again, revealing her pale lips.
She is even thinner than she was a year ago, and her mental state is not right. She used to be happy and content, but now she is disappointed and silent.
He Yaonian pursed his lips, knowing that she was still disappointed, but she was still unwilling to give up.
The next morning, Mingdai received a phone call from her mother while still half asleep.
"You weren't at the hospital with Tingchuan last night?"
Mingdai knew that her mother had gone to the hospital to see Mo Tingchuan early in the morning.
"The hospital has nurses on duty."
Ming's mother also didn't want her daughter to overwork.
"Have you woken up yet? When I came over, I saw that Tingchuan had vomited again, and his face was yellow. I brought some breakfast for him to eat first. I wanted to call your mother-in-law and Qingying over, but Tingchuan wouldn't let me. Sigh, seeing him stumble forward with every step, I'm really afraid he'll develop some kind of chronic illness."
Mingdai remained unmoved. Mo Tingchuan deserved what he got, but she couldn't let her mother continue to take care of him.
After washing up, Mingdai went downstairs, intending to go to the hospital.
Mo Yumei probably knew that she had returned to the He family last night and was already waiting for her in the living room.
"Tingchuan said you weren't feeling well? You disappeared early yesterday morning, how are you now? Are you feeling better?"
Mo Yumei looked at Mingdai with concern as she slowly walked downstairs to the sofa.
Mingdai couldn't even be bothered with superficial formalities.
"Don't you know why I won't see you?"
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