"Dad, goodbye......", Ye Luo looked at the distant figure in a daze, muttered to himself, and then lowered his head and began to be in a daze.

Jian Yuqin glanced at her expressionlessly, walked to the window, watched the man with the briefcase disappear behind the crowd, turned around and leaned against the window, squinting at the frail girl on the hospital bed.

After feeling this blatant gaze, Ye Luo greeted the light and also looked at her.

At noon, the sun is at its most dazzling, and the light curtains blown by the breeze float like waves.

And the middle-aged woman by the window who promised herself that she could have Lin Gesheng alone was leaning lazily against the window at this time, in the halo, her facial features were blurred, and she seemed to be smiling.

"What do you see me doing?", Jian Yunqin tilted her head and crossed her arms to speak.

Ye Luo also unconsciously tilted his head in her way, squinted his eyes and replied: "Then what do you think I do?

"Because you are very well-behaved if you are willing to be obedient, I am very satisfied", Jian Yuqin moved up, walked slowly to the side of the bed, and after raising her hand, her fingertips slowly slid over the faint pink fingerprints.

"You're very strange!Why are you doing something to me!", Ye Luo subconsciously dodged over, the one that touched her cheek just now was obviously a sharp nail, but in the middle of the day, she still felt a chill transmitted by the fingertips.

"I'm sorry, I hit you just now, I see that your face is still a little red and swollen, do you want me to call the nurse and wipe some medicine for you?", Jian Yuqin withdrew her hand, hugged her arms again, and stood beside the bed with an inviolable temperament.

Ye Luo's eyes were defensive, and he shook his head again and again, it was not the first time he had been slapped by her, and he didn't have the kindness to apply medicine to himself the previous time.

"You still haven't adjusted your mentality...... Always unconsciously want to fight against me, Ye Luo, being a good child will be loved, Gesheng told me that she likes well-behaved friends the most".

"I didn't...... I want to fight against you...... I'm actually pretty well-behaved...... That...... Apply some medicine, ......", Ye Luogang still had a confrontational momentum on his neck, and when he heard this, he instantly shrugged his head again, and hummed in a low voice.

"Okay, I'll call the nurse, if your grandfather came early, you should know how to explain the mess on the ground and the palm prints on your face, right?", Jian Yuqin glanced at her meaningfully and asked softly.

Ye Luo blinked his eyes and nodded as if he didn't understand.

When Jian Yuqin brought the nurse back, she was still alone in the ward.

The nurse was not surprised when she saw the mess, not because Jian Yuqin had told her in advance just now, but since Ye Luo was sent to the emergency room, several little sisters in their nurses' station had already gossiped about the little girl's family history and medical history.

Because I knew that she had mental problems, I unconsciously forgave her a lot when I looked at her, and even the strength of the medicine was more gentle.

Jian Yuqin watched the nurse wipe the medicine and clean up the ground, and she didn't mean to help at all, but took the unfinished book, sat in a farther position, and looked down at the book.

After the nurse cleaned up, she explained with a smile that Ye Luo should have a good rest and strive to be discharged from the hospital as soon as possible.

Ye Luo looked indifferent and did not answer, the smell of medicine on her face was not good, she frowned, and she wanted to raise her hand to wipe it off immediately, but after glancing at the figure who looked down and read the book, she finally resisted the impulse.

"Miss Jane, there's nothing to do here, I'll go back to the nurse's station first, if there is something to do with the service bell at the bedside position, the nurse will come to deal with it as quickly as possible when I hear the bell", after the little patient was cold, the nurse said politely to Jian Yuqin.

After Jian Yuqin heard it, she didn't raise her head, and she hummed lightly as an answer.

The nurse was not surprised by this attitude, but still smiled and left the room.

For the next few hours, Jian Yuqin had been reading, occasionally squinting her eyes and resting on the back of her chair for a few minutes.

Ye Luo was bored, flipped through the news on his mobile phone for a while, listened to songs with headphones for a while, and finally simply lay down again and began to doze off.

Near evening, Ye Zhiqiu took the little nanny Chen Shishi and appeared outside the door of the ward.

After Jian Yuqin heard footsteps stop outside the door, she put down the book as soon as possible, and after getting up, she first glanced at Ye Luo, who was already sleeping on the hospital bed, and then deliberately took a light step towards the door.

Before she reached the door, the door was gently pushed open by Chen Shishi from the outside, at this time her face was full of nervousness, carrying a thermos bucket in one hand and the old man standing side by side with her in the other.

As soon as Ye Zhiqiu was about to speak, Jian Yuqin made a 'shhh

After understanding her mouth shape, Chen Shishi unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and the whole person suddenly seemed less tense.

Ye Zhiqiu nodded, followed Jian Yuqin, and walked lightly into the ward, because he was wearing handmade black cloth shoes, and his body was light and healthy, so he walked on the ground without making any sound.

It's Chen Shishi, who is wearing outdated leather shoes that her sister doesn't want, even if she is careful, every time the three-centimeter thick heel falls on the wooden floor, it still makes a slight crisp sound.

After Jian Yuqin heard the voice, she subconsciously glanced back.

Feeling the gaze coming from ahead, Chen Shishi's little face turned red, she lowered her head in fright, tightened her shoulders, and didn't dare to take half a step forward.

Seeing her frightened look, Jian Yuqin turned around and walked to her side again, glanced at the worn shoes on her feet, lowered her voice and said, "Little girl, it's okay, the sound of your shoes can't wake up Miss Ye, just go boldly."

Chen Shishi didn't expect that she would be treated so kindly, she grew up so much, she had seen a lot of cold eyes, and the number of times she heard such gentle words could be counted on ten fingers.

glanced at the good-looking woman in front of him with a grateful face, thanked the weak mosquito fly, and wanted to raise his feet, but he was still a little timid.

"In this way, give me the thermos bucket, you can go and sit on the rest chair outside for a while, don't go far", Jian Yuqin kept smiling and stretched out her right hand.

Chen Shishi carried the thermos bucket, a little hesitant, without the approval of the Ye family, she didn't dare to leave casually.

Seeing her hesitation, Jian Yuqin walked to Ye Zhiqiu, who was already sitting in front of the hospital bed looking at her granddaughter, leaned over and whispered a few words in the old man's ear.

In the next second, Ye Zhiqiu raised her hand at Chen Shishi and waved it, signaling that she could go out and wait.

After getting the approval, Chen Shishi was immediately relieved, nodded happily, stood in place, holding a thermos bucket in both hands and waiting for Jian Yuqin to pick it up.

Jian Yuqin saw that she really didn't dare to take another half step, so she had to turn around, take the thermos bucket, and patted her thin shoulder again, and whispered, "Go ahead, wait outside."

Startled by the weight on her shoulders, Chen Shishi left in a panic, forgetting to control the strength of her feet, and the first two steps made a normal sound of 'cluck'.

She was so frightened that she didn't dare to look back to see if she had woken up the eldest lady, so she immediately squatted down, took off her shoes, carried it, and ran out of the door barefoot.

When I went out, my back was against the wall, and my heart was beating like a drum.