His eyes fell on Yan Chengyang's bandaged arm, his eyes cold, and he stepped on it.

"Ah -" the sound of killing a pig resounded throughout the private room.

"Take her idea again, I won't just use your hand next time!" Yan Chengchi looked at Xia Changyue who had passed out, and could not take care of Yan Chengyang, turned around and hugged her quickly and left the club.

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In the hospital.

"Shao Chi, Miss Xia has a slight concussion. The injuries on her face have been treated to reduce the swelling, and a good rest will soon be healed." The doctor stood beside Yan Chengchi, who was full of chills, and said in fear.

"The patient should wake up soon. If there is no other order, then I will go out first."

The doctor quickly left the ward. In the huge VIP ward, only Yan Chengchi was left standing in front of the bed, watching Xia Changyue, who was sent back not long after leaving the hospital.

The suppressed anger in the chest couldn't find a breakthrough, and the nerves all over his body were tight.

Stepped forward, sat down by her bed and looked at Xia Changyue who was still sleeping.

Her eyes were closed tightly, her face was clean, and her small face was slap-sized. At this moment, one side was swollen high, and there was a tourniquet on her forehead.

The petite body was nestled in the bed, like a child in need of care.

Yan Chengchi's hand slowly stroked her eyebrows, and his fingertips trembled slightly when he remembered the moment she had just been taken away by someone Yan Hong.

Uncontrollably hugged her into his arms.

"Hmm..." Xia Changyue snorted uncomfortably, her long eyelashes trembling, as if she was about to wake up.

Yan Chengchi recovered, and quickly released her, "Go to sleep, I will guard you."

The low and magnetic voice seemed to have magical power. Xia Changyue, who was still upset just now, chirped his mouth and fell asleep again.

"Chi Shao..."

Jinte helped walk in from the outside in strides, and saw Xia Changyue lying on the hospital bed, and automatically lightened his steps.

He walked to Yan Chengchi and replied, "Yan Hong took the person away because he received the news that Yang Muya was about to attend the shareholders meeting and suspected that it was related to Miss Xia."

"The dog jumped over the wall in a hurry." Yan Chengchi gritted his teeth fiercely.

Yan Hong now relied on his high prestige in the Yan family group, and became less and less afraid of doing things by all means.

However, they checked the monitoring of the clubhouse, and Yan Hong handled it very cleanly, leaving no handle at all.

Make him proud for a few more days.

Yan Chengchi's eyes dimmed, and he stretched out his hand to take off his coat and lay down on the bed.

Xia Changyue quickly smelled the familiar smell on his body, rubbing against him like a kitten.

Upon seeing this, Jin Tezhu quickly turned around and walked out, closing the door of the ward.

With this sleep, Xia Changyue slept deeply.

In the dream, she hugged Yan Chengchi tightly, and refused to let go. Her petite body was lying on him, twisted into a ball.

In a daze, a big hand was rubbing her hair fondly.

She couldn't help groaning comfortably, and the hand on top of her head rubbed her hair gently.

Soon, a cool feeling came from her cheeks, with a faint smell of medicine.

She was startled, her eyes narrowed in a daze.

Seeing the hand walking on her cheek, she instinctively reached out and grabbed it.

"Don't move, your face is still swollen, you need to apply medicine." Yan Chengchi's low voice, revealing the hoarseness of just waking up, coaxed her like a child.