After crying for a moment, Xiaohui gradually stopped crying, left Ye Wutian's arms, lowered her head, and apologized: "I'm sorry."

Ye Wutian raised his hands and held her face up, wiped the tears from her face.

Xiaohui looked up at Ye Wutian and looked at each other.

From her eyes, Ye Wutian saw the empty helplessness in her heart, her despair and helplessness.

After looking at each other for a long time, Ye Wutian gradually approached her. Xiaohui did not dodge, but slowly closed her eyes. Now, it was the time when she needed people to comfort her most.

The moment the lips touched, the fire broke into the fire...

After laying quietly for a moment, Xiaohui said, "It was my willingness. I will not let you take responsibility. Just treat it as repaying you and saving me." Although she said this, there was still a hint of expectation in her eyes. Obviously, she hoped that this man would be responsible for her.

But Ye Wutian said nothing. It was not that he did not see Xiaohui's expectations, but that he planned to compensate her in another way.

Seeing Ye Wutian silent, Xiaohui's expectation turned into disappointment. After enjoying this happiness, she became even more empty and helpless.

Ye Wutian hugged her in his arms and said softly: "Sleep, wake up and everything will be better."

Xiaohui lay in Ye Wutian's arms, her eyes a little wet. She knew that this embrace could only give her a night of warmth.

She fell asleep unknowingly. Although there were still tears in the corners of her eyes, she slept peacefully. Maybe she didn't want to miss this short-term happiness.

The growth of Yimihua is very difficult. They work tirelessly to bloom that beauty. However, how many people can persevere until that brilliant moment.

After taking a shower, Xiaohui walked out of the bathroom, and she was walking into the room with a pot of porridge.

After putting the porridge on the table, she turned around and said to Ye Wutian: "Put on your clothes and have breakfast."

"Yeah!" Ye Wutian responded, walked to the bed, and put on his clothes.

Seeing Ye Wutian put a black cloth bag on his waist, Xiaohui asked curiously: "What is the bag in it?"

Ye Wutian looked at the black cloth bag on his waist and said casually: "It's nothing, it's just decorations."

Of course, this is not a decoration. This black cloth bag was seized from the Qi Duan Chaoren last time. Originally, Ye Wutian thought it was just an ordinary bag, but later he accidentally discovered that this thing could store things like a storage ring, and what's more amazing is that even the Thunder Knife could be hidden in it. Therefore, Ye Wutian specially used it to store the Thunder Knife, so there was no need to carry the sword on his body all day long.

"How can there be such ugly decorations?" Xiaohui muttered. Seeing Ye Wutian deliberately concealing her, she stopped asking and said with a smile: "Come and eat quickly."

Ye Wutian put on his clothes and walked to the table and sat down. Xiaohui served a bowl of porridge and put it in front of him, saying, "These kimchi I learned to make, but the taste is far less than my mother." As she said that, a hint of sadness rose on her face.

Ye Wutian picked up the chopsticks and picked them up and tasted them. He nodded and praised: "It's not bad."

Xiaohui smiled and said, "You must be comforting me, right?"

"No, it's really good." Ye Wutian said with a smile.

Xiaohui served a bowl of porridge for herself, took a few bites, and asked sadly: "Are you leaving soon?" It can be seen that she was reluctant to leave.

Ye Wutian said while drinking porridge: "After breakfast, I will accompany you to see your mother."

Xiaohui nodded and said, "After handling my mother's business, I plan to leave Seoul." As she said that, she secretly glanced at Ye Wutian, as if she was asking for his opinion.

"Where are you planning to go?" Ye Wutian asked casually.

Xiaohui shook her head, "I don't know." Then she asked Ye Wutian: "Where are you? Will you stay in Seoul?"

"I have something to do and I have to stay for a while." Ye Wutian said truthfully.

"Then, then, can I go with you? Can I go with you?" Xiaohui tightly squeezed the chopsticks in her hand, looking a little nervous, as if she was afraid that Ye Wutian would refuse.

Ye Wutian seemed to have expected her to ask this, so he was not surprised at all and said calmly: "I think this should not be your final choice."

"I really want to go with you. I'm helpless and I don't mind wherever I go." Xiaohui said anxiously.

Ye Wutian smiled and said, "Believe me, you will change your mind. If you plan to follow me after today, I won't stop you."

Although he seemed to have agreed to what the other party said, Xiaohui still felt uneasy.

After a moment of silence, she asked in a sense of loss: "You men all like to use neodymium, you must also care about it. Isn't it the first time?"

To be honest, which man doesn't care about such things?

However, Ye Wutian did not plan to stay with her forever, so he didn't care so much. He smiled and said, "Now in this society, it's like finding a needle in a haystack, so you don't have to be ashamed."

"Actually, it was the first time I was raped." Xiaohui lowered her head, her eyes full of sadness.

Ye Wutian was stunned. He didn't know how to comfort her. For a woman, losing her first time in this way is a kind of sadness.

After a moment of stunned silence, Ye Wutian laughed dryly and said comfortingly: "Actually, this is not as important as you think of this for the first time. Don't care too much about these."

Xiaohui said nothing and drank the porridge silently.

Ye Wutian thought about it and said, "Don't go to those nightclubs to sing in the future. It is very dangerous for girls like you to go to such places."

"But, I have no way to go except this road." Xiaohui said helplessly.

"I'll think of a solution for you." Ye Wutian said.

"You should have your own business to be busy with, so don't worry about my business." Xiaohui said.

Ye Wutian didn't say anything else, and drank the porridge quietly.

After breakfast, Xiaohui took Ye Wutian to the hospital where her mother was.

Xiaohui's mother was arranged in the intensive care unit. When the two entered, a doctor and several nurses were removing the oxygen hood and some infusion tubes on Xiaohui's mother's mouth.

Seeing this scene, Xiaohui immediately rushed up and asked, "What are you doing?"

The middle-aged doctor turned around and looked at Xiaohui and asked, "You are the patient's family, right?"

"She is my mother." Xiaohui nodded repeatedly.

"The patient died just recently." The doctor told him.

Although she knew that her mother might die at any time, Xiaohui still took a two-step back when she heard these words, and she couldn't accept this fact.

Ye Wutian quickly ran to the hospital bed, quickly grabbed the woman's wrist on the bed and tried it out, and said a little unhappy: "The patient has just stopped breathing. I think her electrocardiogram should still be trembling weakly when you disassemble the equipment, right?"

The middle-aged doctor and several nurses next to him were surprised. Obviously, what Ye Wutian said was the truth. They also saw that the patient had not breathed a lot, so they simply disassembled the equipment directly.

Although I don’t know how the other party judged the result, the middle-aged doctor still tried his best to defend himself: “How is it possible? We waited until her electrocardiogram did not fluctuate before disassembling the equipment.”

"Who taught you to rely on electrocardiogram to determine the death of a patient?" Ye Wutian turned around and questioned.

The middle-aged doctor was speechless. If he followed the strict procedures, he had to make the final judgment based on brain death. However, who would do such unnecessary identification if the patient was seriously ill?

"In view of this patient's condition, there is no need to identify brain death." The middle-aged doctor said with confidence.

"Do you think this is what a doctor should say?" Ye Wutian asked coldly.

The middle-aged doctor blushed. In fact, according to common sense, he was indeed not wrong, but it seemed a bit irresponsible to say it from him like this.

Ye Wutian did not waste time calculating these with the other party. He quickly untied the woman's clothes, took out the silver needle in a quick way, inserted it into the acupoints in various parts of her body, and used the life-extending needle.

Seeing Ye Wutian's sharp needle application technique, the middle-aged doctor and several nurses were surprised again.

However, the middle-aged doctor quickly reacted and frowned and asked, "Hey! What are you doing?"

"Shut up your stinky mouth!" Ye Wutian said coldly without looking back.

The middle-aged doctor was naturally displeased by being scolded by an unknown young man. He held his face and stopped him and said, "Stop it quickly!" Seeing that Ye Wutian didn't listen, he said, "I told you to stop, have you heard?" As he said, he took two steps forward and reached out to pull Ye Wutian.

Ye Wutian turned around and threw out a silver needle, stabbing the middle-aged doctor's right shoulder. His right arm, which was raised to the air, suddenly dropped weakly.

The middle-aged doctor was so scared that he fell back two times and was shocked and sweated. He had read some books on traditional Chinese medicine acupuncture, but he never heard of anyone who could make his arm turbulent with just one needle. Judging from the accuracy of the other party's acupuncture, he was definitely an expert in the world.

Realizing this, the middle-aged doctor did not dare to obstruct him anymore. He stepped aside and quietly watched Ye Wutian apply acupuncture to the patient on the bed.

Xiaohui seemed to have not come back to her senses, and just like those nurses, she stared at Ye Wutian fiddling with the silver needle.

Ye Wutian pinched the woman's wrist with his left hand, ran the Lingshu mental method, and injected vitality into her body. The other hand was swiftly passing through the silver needles on her body. The person next to him could no longer see his hand clearly, and could only see a afterimage.

I don’t know how long it took, Ye Wutian waved his hand and took back all the silver needles from the woman’s body, then took out a pill of nourishing the spirit and fed it to the woman.

After taking the Pill of Health, the woman's eyelids trembled and she woke up slowly.

Seeing the woman wake up, the middle-aged doctor was so shocked that he took a deep breath. The nurses next to him were also staring at their eyes, their mouths opened, and their faces were full of horror.

To them, this is simply a fantasy, or rather, a comeback.

Xiaohui didn't think too much about it. When she saw her mother wake up, she hurried forward and sobbed: "Mom, you, you've scared me to death."

"Xiaohui, my mom just saw your dad, mom, isn't he almost dead?" the woman asked with difficulty.
Chapter completed!