Chapter 91 Will it still be?

When Lin Huazhi woke up again, she insisted on going home with Lin to recover.

Yan Shaobai had a blue face and frowned and disagreed.

Lin Huazhi didn't say much to him, just looked at him. She wanted to pretend to be pitiful, but she was so aggrieved and hateful that she couldn't pretend to be pitiful.

"I want to go back." It's just four words, which are also the only strength in my chest.

"You were seriously injured. The doctor said that you can't move now. You can rest assured in the house. If you lack anything, just tell the girl to do it.

A trace of coldness appeared in Lin Huazhi's eyes, saying what to call people. At this time, who did she dare to call?

Yan Shaobai only felt a headache. She sat down next to the bedside and looked down at Lin Huazhi. Her face had been pale since she woke up, and she had never seen half a trace of blood. Her lips also lost the ruddyness of the past, and her whole body was extremely weak. One thing, he never told her that the doctor said that she had been seriously injured in her heart and lungs. Even if she recovered in the future, her body would not be as good as before, and the wound on her shoulder would be deeply imprinted in her life, and the wound on her hand... Thinking of this, the anger that Yan Shaobai suppressed in the bottom of her heart rushed again.

Everything happened so suddenly that Yan Shaobai never thought that there would be hurtful things at home. When he heard that Lin Huazhi had an accident, he only felt that his whole heart jumped out of his chest and could not breathe. He saw Lin Huazhi lying on the ground with blood all over his body. For a moment, he only felt that the world was dark, and there was no light or warmth.

Who on earth did this to Lin Huazhi? Yan Shaobai will never forget that when Lin Huazhi fainted in his arms, he suddenly had a feeling that if he didn't grab it hard, he might never see him again.

Fortunately, Lin Huazhi finally survived.

Thinking of this, Yan Shaobai couldn't help raising his hand and gently stroked her face.

Lin Huazhi couldn't move. If she was still fine, Yan Shaobai would have slapped her like this. She avoided Yan Shaobai's touch at the beginning and was very resolute.

"I want to go home. If you want me to die, leave me." After saying this in a hoarse voice, she closed her eyes tiredly. Her whole body was very painful and tired. Just saying a word could also make her feel hard.

In a while, she fell into a deep sleep.

Yan Shaobai looked at her for a long time and sighed silently.

......

Lin Huazhi was quite uncomfortable by the shaking under her body and opened her eyes with difficulty. She was surprised to find that she was lying in Yan Shaobai's arms, and Yan Shaobai was holding her carefully for fear of being careless and hurting her again.

Looking around, Lin Huazhi found that she was sitting in the carriage, and the carriage was taking her somewhere.

She asked puzzledly, "Where are you going?"

Yan Shaobai put the broken hair on her face and said, "Send you home."

It's really rare. Lin Huazhi thought it would take some effort to persuade him to let her go back to the south of the city. Unexpectedly, after a while, he figured it out first.

Yan Shaobai sighed, "I can rest assured that Mrs. Lin will take care of you, so..." He paused and closed his arms slightly. "Huazhi, you have to get better soon."

Lin Huazhi doesn't want to get better earlier. Only when she gets better can she find that person.

She said that as long as she still had a breath, she would never let go of the man. She wanted that man to die miserably.

Thinking of this, her eyes couldn't help but feel awe of it.

"Do you know who did it?" Lin Huazhi didn't expect Yan Shaobai to find out anything. Since he dared to hurt her in Chen's house, it could be seen that the man was extremely familiar with Chen's house.

Yan Shaobai's face suddenly became gloomy. Speaking of this, he was surprised. Obviously, the murderer was not an outsider, but he should be from the house, but he didn't know who did it.

Lin Huazhi saw Yan Shaobai's face and knew the answer without him opening his mouth.

Very good, very good. Although I really want to know who is so cruel earlier, Lin Huazhi prefers to avenge himself.

"You didn't report, did you?" She asked again.

Yan Shaobai said, "I wanted to report to the official, but according to your personality, I definitely don't like it, so we can only solve it in private."

Lin Huazhi didn't notice that Yan Shaobai used the word "us". She rarely agreed: "Yes, you still know me. I must avenge this."

Yan Shaobai sighed: "Huazhi, you make me very worried."

Lin Huazhi snorted coldly. What does her matter have to do with him? There is no need for him to pretend.

"Huazhi, I don't like your tone, which makes me feel..."

The corners of his mouth were ridiculed, and Lin Huazhi interrupted him: "It makes you feel like Chen Suyue, doesn't it? How I imagine her, as strong as her. May I ask who dares to hurt her like this? What a pity. What a pity."

When Lin Huazhi said the central thing, Yan Shaobai's face became more and more ugly.

Lin Huazhi didn't want to pay attention to him at all. She closed her eyes and thought about herself.

Although she didn't know who hurt her, at least she knew that the man was a woman who could come and go freely in Chen's house. When it comes to the purpose of hurting people, I think it should have something to do with Yan Shaobai.

I'm afraid Yan Shaobai also guessed this, so he chose not to report to the official.

She suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Yan Shaobai for a long time. Then she asked softly, "If I were like Chen Suyue, would you still like me?"