Chapter 1177: He Didn’t Have Any Reason to Hate Uncle Ye

Xi Xi had fallen asleep in the other room. Her arm was attached to the IV drip while He Xiyan held her free hand tightly.

He Xiyan’s heart ached for her daughter when she saw how pale her daughter’s face was.

She wished that she had been the one who had been shot and hoped that she was currently the one lying on the hospital bed instead of her daughter.

Yuan Yuan approached her and placed a hand gently on her shoulder as he said, “Mom, you should get some rest. I’ll look after Xi Xi.”

Yuan Yuan didn’t want his mother to tire herself out. He had already noticed his mother’s bloodshot eyes and dark circles that rimmed her eyes.

She hadn’t slept in two or three days, so he was worried that her body would not be able to hold out much longer.

He Xiyan shook her head. She couldn’t fall asleep in this state.

“Yuan Yuan, stay here and look after your sister. I’ll be heading to the ward next door, so don’t run away,” she said hoarsely and sounded very soft.

She didn’t know whether Ye Hao had regained consciousness, but she wanted to go over and check on him.

Yuan Yuan didn’t respond and he merely nodded.

He could tell that his mother still had feelings for Uncle Ye because she treated him differently. It was unlike how she treated her father and it was clear she only thought of him as a friend.

He wondered whether his father would have taken a bullet for his mother if he had been present and he guessed that his father would have done the same.

Unfortunately, his father was not present and was not given the opportunity to do so.

As he grew older, he stopped trying to meddle with his mother’s relationships and stopped trying to help his father court his mother.

It didn’t matter who his mother chose to be with and he wouldn’t object even if his mother chose to be with Uncle Ye or Uncle Chen.

It was true that he once hated Uncle Ye when he was younger, but he no longer hated him. He had understood more about what happened during his time with the Ye family and knew that Uncle Ye was not obligated to treat him like a son when they weren’t biologically related. He had initially addressed Uncle Ye as ‘dad’ and although he couldn’t remember much about what happened before he was three years old, he guessed that Uncle Ye must have cared for him when he was a child.

He didn’t think he had any reason to hate Uncle Ye. Uncle Ye might have hit him but he had also looked after him.

He no longer had any feelings toward Uncle Ye.

He watched his mother head into the room next door. Then, he closed the door softly and brought a chair to sit by the bedside as he played with his phone.

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He Xiyan entered the room across Xi Xi’s ward. She trod softly as though she was afraid of waking Ye Hao up.

She only realized that he was awake and staring at her with his amber-colored eyes when she was almost at his bedside.

“You’re awake!” He Xiyan said softly as she took a deep breath. Her voice sounded as though it had come from her chest.

Ye Hao blinked up at the woman whom he loved and acknowledged her presence with a soft sound.

“Does it hurt?” He Xiyan asked when she saw that his brows were knitted in a deep frown.

He had been shot twice and his scapula had split open, so she guessed that he must be in extreme pain.

Ye Hao’s brows relaxed and he shot her a small smile.

“I’m fine,” he said but his fingers suddenly trembled, revealing the true extent of his pain.

He Xiyan brought a chair over to sit beside him. Then, she gingerly pulled up his covers.

The hired nurse, Lin Li, placed a pail of warm water on the desk beside the bed and prepared to give the patient a bath.

This was part of her main responsibilities.

He Xiyan walked over and took the towel from Lin Li.

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“Let me do it,” she said.