Our Binding Love: My Gentle Tyrant

ciously said, “I can.
Let’s start.”

And then she was pushed to the operating room.

After injecting anesthesia, she should be fast asleep, but her head was incomparably clear.
She knew she was in the process of having a bone marrow transplant, and also knew the target was her father suffering from leukemia, but so many memories surged in her mind.

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She fell in love with a man that wasn’t here, much much in love.
In the end, that man sent her back himself.

Ye Mu used great effort to recall that person’s face, but couldn’t.
Every time she did, it was white clothes, a pair of stunning phoenix eyes.
It was as if he was smiling, but she couldn’t remember most of his features.

In her muddled condition, she was sometimes distinctly awake, sometimes in a deep sleep.
Finally, the surgery was over.

It was said the patient received it well, the body did not give any rejection.
But the follow-up conditions still needed to be observed.
This period of observation was at least six months.

At this moment, Ye Mu was separated by thick glass and looked inside.
It was as if she hadn’t seen her dad in a very long time.
She didn’t know when his hair had all gone white.
With a breathing mask, his weak look was just like when she was dying from the poison.

She suddenly thought of this.
She suddenly felt frantic, and then she turned away and ran outside!

“Hey, wait! Where are you going?!”

The nurses chased after her, but how could they catch up to Ye Mu? Although she was wearing a hospital gown, she was not sick.

She went back home at her fastest speed.
After she got home, she was still quite in a daze looking at the small house in front of her, and then she rummaged through her room!

That biography book? Where was that book full of his biography?!

She’d loved someone.
That person’s name, she at least had to know!

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Finally, she found that yellow biography.
Fingers slightly trembling,  she opened the book.

It was still the beautiful writing.
She sat on her bed, flipping through each page.
Then, she saw his name. Mo Linyuan, Mo Linyuan.

Ye Mu understood some of her missing memory.
She had to retrieve them.
Maybe all those memories would be recalled soon, but she missed him so much, so she couldn’t wait even a moment.

Soon, she finished reading the biography book.
Her finger traced again and again over the section where Mo Linyuan died of illness at the age of forty-odd.
She didn’t know when she started crying.

It was difficult to imagine.
That person with unmatched beauty, that wise man, was her husband.
But why did he die so early, was it because of her?

The missing memories were coming back little by little, but at this moment, Ye Mu closed the biography and decided on a plan.

She wanted to go back, she wanted to go back to that man’s side!

Days passed, but Ye Mu didn’t report back to the army.
It was impossible for someone like her to go against the superior’s orders, but Ye Mu had a reasonable reason.
She wanted to stay and accompany her father.

After Ye Zhende woke up, seeing his daughter still by his side, he was very surprised because since she became part of the special forces, his daughter had always been busy.
She had countless tasks, her youth and life were all to serve the country.

Seeing her father awake, Ye Mu quickly brought water up to his lips.
“Dad, drink water.”

At this moment, Ye Zhende was already moved out of the special ward.
His recovering condition was also not bad.
He couldn’t help but ask, “Xiao Mu, you asked for leave?