At this moment, Yan Ye's father wanted to help but couldn't. Staying here would only add to Yan Ye's troubles, so after hanging up the phone, Yan Ye's father left.
After Yan Ye's father left, He Wenze came to Yan Ye's side: "Uncle has left."
Yan Ye now sat on the edge of the bed, holding Lian Xinying's hand receiving the infusion.
His face was so devoid of emotion that it was hard to discern any feelings, but if you looked closely into his eyes... they were filled with various dark forces.
"You should go rest too!" Yan Ye's voice was very cold.
After he said this, He Wenze didn't say much either; right now, anything said would be superfluous.
Perhaps it was better to let him have some peace and quiet alone.
After He Wenze left, Yan Ye glanced at Lian Xinying.
She seemed to be asleep.
Yan Ye took out his phone and saw several missed calls on it.
After entering the hospital, Yan Ye had set his phone to silent mode.
