Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

Ye Shayan's hands under the quilt clenched into fists tightly. Although she felt sore in her heart, she still pretended to be indifferent and said:

"It's just a one-night stand. Does the name matter?"

"According to the results of your examination at the hospital, there is more than one man in one night stand with you, right?"

After Job looked at the nurse standing next to her, he frowned and said to Ye Shayan.

"No matter how many people, it's all my voluntary. Do I have to take care of this private matter?"

Ye Shayan's lips twitched slightly, and she seemed to smile indifferently, but she alone knew the real pain under such a smile.

For her, perhaps it was a mistake to meet the canonization in the first place.

She shouldn't have transferred to the canonization school at the beginning, and she shouldn't want to take him as her own just because she was a classmate with him for three years.

"What's the matter with your injury?"

Seeing that Ye Shayan was not afraid of a dead pig like this, Job turned to another topic and continued to ask.

"Oh, I accidentally hurt it when I peeled the fruit."

Ye Shayan looked calm when she said this.

She hadn't forgotten that when Jim left, he specifically said that he would get out, but he wouldn't go too far.

In other words, Jim is still near the hospital.

If she said something, maybe her back foot was dead as soon as the police left.

She believed that Jim really dared to do that.

At this moment, Ye Shayan only feels exhausted physically and mentally. She is tired, she can't afford it, can't hide it?

As long as she hides far away and has nothing to do with the canonization in the future, there will be no personal safety issues.

"Don't be afraid, I know you must have been wronged, as long as you speak out, we will help you."

After all, the nurses are both women. Seeing that Ye Shayan would not say anything like this, she leaned down and looked at Ye Shayan with concern.

When Ye Shayan was sent to the hospital, she was shocked.

With so much blood flowing on her body, she thought Ye Shayan was dead.

"Thank you." The nurse's concern made Ye Shayan feel more sour, but she still said with a strong smile, "I'm really fine."

Can cutting fruits cut so deeply into yourself?

Everyone knew Ye Shayan was lying.

But Ye Shayan is the person involved. If she doesn't report the crime herself, she even helps cover the person who hurt her.

If this is the case, taking notes seems to be a waste of work.

The nurse and Qiao An were still enlightening Ye Shayan and persuaded her for at least ten minutes.

But Ye Shayan refused to tell the tragedy that happened to her no matter what.

Under her uncooperative investigation, Qiao Ann had no choice but to confess:

‘If you have any difficulties, you can always ask them for help. ’

When Jim came out of the elevator, two police officers from Joan were standing outside the elevator, waiting to enter the elevator.

When Jim got out of the elevator and passed them by, he heard the conversation between them.

"Sir, she won't say anything, how do we investigate?"

The trainee police officer with a lower police rank asked Qiao Andao.

"She doesn't want to report the crime, how can we investigate? Only when this hasn't happened, it just reduces our workload."

Qiao An entered the elevator with a note that only recorded the name of Ye Shayan.

Jim, who was already out of the elevator, glanced at the two Qiao An in the elevator from the corner of his eye.

Afterwards, he kept walking towards Ye Shayan's ward.