Chapter 857: How to Find Lost Love Again

Time passed by minute by minute. In the evening, Aunt Wang and Uncle Wang went to have dinner, and He Xiyan was the only one left in the ward.

Jiahang was still asleep and didn't wake up. He changed bottles of medicine one after another. In one afternoon, he had already received six or seven bottles. Several doctors came and did some routine examinations.

He Xiyan had been sitting by the bed. Except for going to the bathroom, she had not been anywhere.

At this time, she brought a basin of warm water, wrung the towel dry, and gently wiped his face, then his neck, all the way down. Her movements were very gentle, as if she was afraid of hurting him.

After wiping, she helped him to straighten the quilt, then poured a cup of warm water, dipped a cotton swab in the water, and gently applied it to his bloodless lips to prevent his dry lips from cracking.

She did all this carefully and attentively, and didn't even notice that there was a man standing there at the door for seven or eight minutes.

Until a lunch box suddenly appeared in front of her.

"Yanyan, I've got you a meal. Eat first. He'll be fine." The speaker was Mo Yixuan. He stood awkwardly beside the bed. After glancing at the man on the bed, he squinted slightly and felt his eyes hurt.

He Xiyan knew who it was.

She turned away speechlessly, feeling a little irritated.

This Mo Yixuan was really haunting. She obviously didn't want to pay attention to him at all, but he followed her and even followed her to the hospital, and he hasn't gone back yet.

She shook her hand and motioned him to take it away. She didn't want to eat, let alone the food he bought.

"Eat it. How can your body digest it if you don't eat?" Mo Yixuan smiled bitterly. At this time, no one noticed the sadness and pain that flashed across his eyes.

The more she took care of this man, the more his heart hurt, as if it was cut by a knife.

"I don't want to eat!" He Xiyan pushed away the things Mo Yixuan put in front of her and said impatiently.

She was impatient and speechless about this man. She didn't understand why he was so obsessed with her.

Mo Yixuan paused, and the lunch box in his hand almost fell to the ground.

He smiled, laughing at himself.

In fact, he shouldn't have come, but he knew that she would take care of this mute, and he still came. He came and looked at her as if she had taken care of another man like she had taken care of herself, a man who was not worth mentioning in his eyes, a mute, a fool, and a disabled person.

It was impossible for him not to be jealous at this time. He was jealous of her kindness to others, and the more jealous he was, the more he missed her. He missed the wife who once regarded him as more important than his life, the wife who would wait for him no matter how late he came home, and the wife who only had him in her heart and would cry sadly because he was a little sick.

He lost his wife, lost his love, and lost his happiness. After losing it, he wanted to find it again and again, even if he hit a wall again and again, as long as there was a little chance, he never gave up.

From the appearance of Ye Hao in the past to the existence of such a stupid and mute man now. He didn't know why he had to be obsessed with her.

Mo Yixuan put the lunch box in his hand on the cabinet beside him. He turned around and left this place where he was not needed.