Chapter 869 I Will Always Protect You

“Are you just not up for it If you can't play, just say so! No one forced you.”Jiang Qingran wiped her eyes, forcing a smile, "I'm sorry, Xiang Wan. I didn't know you were... not good at this before,...In the back garden.

He Hanchuan and Xiang Wan were nestled together on a lounge chair, covered with a fluffy blanket. On the table was a teapot of steaming tea and a burning incense stick that sent plumes of smoke into the air.

He Hanchuan looked up, his eyes intently fixed on the stars in the sky.

While A-wai gently cradled the teacup in her hands, her fingertips tracing the rim softly, she took the initiative to break the silence. "Kanchuan, elders always say that after people die, they turn into stars hanging in the sky to watch over us."

"I think...Xiao Feng does too."

When mentioning the name "Xiaofeng," a pang of pain flashed in He Hanchuan's eyes.

He let out a soft sigh, then lowered his body slightly, resting his head against Xiangwan's thigh and closing his eyes gently, hiding the pain in his eyes.

This was still the first time Hoshimachi Suisei had seen He Hanchuan look so pained, like a helpless child.

Yuao sighed softly, raising her long fingers to caress his features with extreme gentleness.

He hummed softly in contentment, turning his head to kiss her palm.

"Back then, during that drug raid, Xiao Feng wasn't originally part of the team. But that day, he insisted the operation was too dangerous and wanted to come with me. I agreed."

At this point, He Hanchuan's eyebrows furrowed into a crease, his eyes gradually welling up with tears.

"Luocha, I've only ever done two wrong things in my life," his voice trembled. "The first was pushing you into hell with my own hands, and the second was agreeing to Xiaofeng's request to join the drug bust operation. If he hadn't gone, maybe he wouldn't have died before me!"

"Don't say that."

向晚 quickly grabbed He Hanchuan's hand, her tone serious as she said, "Xiao Feng certainly deserves credit, we should be grateful to him. But Hanchuan, you shouldn't question yourself. This matter has nothing to do with you originally, and without him, the dead person would have been you."

Just thinking about this thing, she felt a shiver down her spine!

Originally, she had also almost lost He Hanchuan. How lucky that he was still by her side!

Thinking of this, Xiang Wan suddenly remembered Milan. She must have been incredibly heartbroken when she lost her boyfriend. Thinking of this, a wave of sympathy washed over her.

"Milan told me that Xiaofeng's biggest wish before he died was for you to get better, so we can't let him down." Xiang Wan cleared her throat and said seriously, "Milan really wants to treat you, I can see it, she's very sincere."

He Hanchuan rarely responded, silent for a long time.

Then, he rubbed his head against Wan's waist and abdomen. His palms were as cold as ice, no matter how much he tried to warm them up.

Moona knows.

This was set by default.

……

Over the next few days, towards evening was practically inseparable from He Hanchuan. Perhaps sensing the imminent parting, they both cherished each other's presence more than ever.

Little Chen was discharged from the hospital today. His leg has recovered well, but because of this accident, he suffered psychological trauma and directly submitted his resignation.

Towards Evening didn't stop him, she just instructed the finance department to give him a generous allowance.

Regardless of who hit Xiao Chen's leg, this incident started because of her.

Hello, [Name of the recipient's family].

Milan came home today for treatment. Early in the morning, she carried her newly bought vegetables into the kitchen to get busy.

When He Hanchuan and Xiang Wan both woke up, her nutritious meal was already prepared and served to the table.

"Awake" Milan looked up, her gaze falling on He Hanchuan, "Come down for breakfast."

Ge Hanchuan's handsome face darkened, with the premonition of an outburst of anger. He coldly reminded, "Who allowed you to come to our house early in the morning"

Milan shrugged her shoulders, feigning innocence.

"Miss Xiang agreed to it. She said she wants me to treat you, wouldn't you want to cooperate"

After he finished speaking, He Hanchuan lowered his gaze and focused intently on Xiang Wan.

"It was me," A-wan admitted honestly, clutching He Hanchuan's arm tightly and patiently persuading him, "I think we can't keep delaying treatment for this kind of thing, so I asked Dr. Mi to come over as soon as possible."

He Hanchuan pursed his thin lips, he didn't say much, but he automatically acquiesced.

I had a breakfast, but I couldn't taste anything.

A palpable sense of low pressure seemed to hang over Han Chuan. He remained silent, and others dared not speak out of turn.

……

After breakfast, Milan was about to take He Hanchuan upstairs for psychological treatment.

Before anyone could go upstairs, Milan stopped them, coldly reminding them that

During the treatment process, silence is required. No one except the doctor is allowed to enter, not even family members.

“......”

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Towards the evening, tightly pursed her red lips and lowered her eyes, a trace of sadness in her eyes.

She stood there, an outsider looking in, unable to connect with the unfolding events.

“You…” A flash of anger ignited in He Hanchuan’s eyes. He instinctively stepped forward, wanting to say something for Xiang Wan.

However, Keva managed to interject in time and said,

"I'm fine, you guys go upstairs and get treated, I'll wait for you downstairs."

He watched Xiang Wan's gaze, which seemed to be beckoning him. He clenched his fists and without saying a word, turned around and went upstairs.

“......”

Towards the evening, she gazed at their retreating figures, her lips tightly pursed, lost in thought. She slumped onto the sofa, despondent and heartbroken.

Just having a psychological therapy session, her heart was already aching like that.

If she had to wait until Milan took He Hanchuan abroad for treatment, what kind of mood would that be So she had to strengthen her heart and accept reality.

In the study.

After Milan finished the psychological therapy for He Hanchuan, he snapped his fingers. He woke up from his sleep.

He opened his eyes, a coldness within them. He slowly rose from the sofa.

"So cold" Milan picked up the water glass on the table and took a light sip. "At least I'm your doctor. You don't have to praise me, but do you have to be so cold"

"He Hanchuan curled his lips into a cold smile. "You secretly sent someone to break Xiao Chen's leg and schemed against my wife behind my back, yet I haven't settled the score with you!"

After hearing his words, Milan's face turned pale, and a flash of panic crossed her eyes.

Damn it!

These idiots don't even have a brain, do they How could they still be found out by He Hanchuan

"Not intending to admit it" He Hanchuan took a step towards her, his tall figure looming over her like a shadow, his eyes filled with coldness. "Need me to bring those people in front of you so you can recognize them properly"

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