Actually, Ou Yixuan had already woken up, but he didn't want them to know.

He looked at Cui Yaming sitting on the sofa suspiciously, looking at her face distorted by anger, he was puzzled, could it be that the killing five years ago was really related to Cui Yaming?

If that's the case, then this woman is terrible!

Looking at the anger in Ou Yixuan's eyes, Cui Yaming lowered her head, scared and didn't know what to do?

Even if she didn't raise her head, she could still feel Ou Yixuan's knife-like eyes fall on her body fiercely, and that feeling seemed to kill her Ling Chi at any time!

When did he wake up, and how much did he hear about her conversation with Song Qianqian?

Cui Yaming bit her lower lip, and a calculating look flashed in her eyes.

"Mr. Ou, are you awake, how do you feel, do you still have a headache?"

Song Qianqian stood behind Ou Yixuan, and there was finally a smile on his originally indifferent face.

Ou Yixuan glanced at Cui Yaming a few times before turning to look at Song Qianqian, and when he saw the injuries on her forehead and face, his brows tightened, and his face became even more ugly.

No need to ask, this must have been done by Cui Yaming!

"Miss Song, you're injured, go, I'll take you to the nurse to bandage it. ”

Song Qianqian hurriedly stopped Ou Yixuan, chuckled and shook his head, "Don't bother, I'm fine, it's great that you can wake up." That, I still have something to do, so I'll go first. ”

Song Qianqian originally planned that Ou Yixuan would wake up and leave by himself. As he spoke, he picked up his bag, didn't look at Cui Yaming who was sitting on the sofa, raised his legs and walked outside.

"Miss Song, wait a minute......"

Before Ou Yixuan's words fell, Song Qianqian had already raised his legs and walked out.

He glared and looked up at Cui Yaming, who was still muttering quietly outside the door, turned around and followed out.

"Miss Song, wait a minute. ”

Song Qianqian stood at the elevator door, she looked at Ou Yixuan, who came out closely, and hurriedly walked over, "Mr. Ou, why did you come out, go back quickly, you just woke up, the doctor said, when you wake up, I will give you further examination, I have just told the nurse that you are awake, and it is estimated that the doctor will go to the ward to find you in a while." ”

Song Qianqian whispered, looking at Ou Yixuan's somewhat haggard face, her heart was inexplicably distressed.

Every time she sees Ou Yixuan, when she sees this face that is exactly the same as Lu Zihao, she is always easy to fall into it, she can't tell the difference between reality and the dream mirror, and she can't tell whether the man in front of her is Lu Zihao or Ou Yixuan.

She reminded herself more than once that the man in front of her was called Ou Yixuan, Cui Yaming's husband, he was not Lu Zihao, and he had nothing to do with her.

But even so, she still couldn't control herself, and she sank into it again and again, paralyzing herself.

She knew that her approach was very unacceptable and immoral, but she just wanted to say a few words to Ou Yixuan as a friend, just to comfort her soul that missed Lu Zihao incomparably, but was extremely liberating.

She never thought of breaking up Ou Yixuan and Cui Yaming, not to mention that they have been married for so many years, and they are still planning to have a baby recently.

She is not the kind of person who gives up morality for her own interests, so as long as she can take a look at Ou Yixuan, her heart is extremely satisfied.

"Miss Song, thank you, Cui Yaming was a little too much just now, please don't take her words to heart. ”

Looking at the bruised wound on Song Qianqian's forehead, his heart tightened, and he pulled Song Qianqian to turn around and walk towards the doctor's office next to him.

"Mr. Ou, what are you doing, I'm fine, I'm really fine, I don't need to see a doctor, it's really ......"

Song Qianqian was pulled by Ou Yixuan and walked a few steps briskly following his pace, she pulled her arm hard, trying to break free from Ou Yixuan's big hand like steel tongs.

Ou Yixuan turned his head suddenly, looked at Song Qianqian and didn't say a word, there was an inexplicable look in his eyes, even he couldn't understand why he looked at Song Qianqian like that.

Song Qianqian was flustered by his eyes, and the words in his mouth were stuck in his throat and couldn't go up or down.

could only obediently let Ou Yixuan pull her into the doctor's office, and she didn't wake up until she walked out of the office after letting the doctor check it.

"Miss Song, fortunately, this is just a skin injury. If you hit it any deeper, I'm afraid you'll have a concussion. ”

Ou Yixuan stood opposite Song Qianqian, looking down at Song Qianqian, the doctor on her forehead said that it was nothing serious, and the handprint on her face was estimated to be able to reduce the swelling tomorrow.

He didn't understand why Cui Yaming hated Song Qianqian so much, and he couldn't wait to let her disappear into this world.

He was a little worried about Song Qianqian, and he didn't want her to get hurt again.

"Miss Song, if you can, you should try to meet Cui Yaming as little as possible in the future. I'm afraid she's going to hurt you......"

When these words were heard in Song Qianqian's ears, it was like a husband protecting his wife. Of course, in her heart, she naturally regarded Ou Yixuan's words as his idea of wanting to protect Cui Yaming.

"I know, in fact, I am also at fault, knowing that Cui Yaming will misunderstand the relationship between the two of us, but I still meet you again and again. It's all my fault, it's me who didn't think it through, and it won't be in the future, I ......"

Listening to Song Qianqian's words, Ou Yixuan knew that she had misunderstood what she meant, and hurriedly explained: "Miss Song, you misunderstood me, I didn't blame you." I'm just worried, Cui Yaming's personality is a little impatient, I'm afraid that she will hurt you, just like today, I am also responsible for the injuries on your forehead and face. ”

Song Qianqian originally lowered his head, and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, although he knew that Ou Yixuan and Cui Yaming were husband and wife, and it was normal for him to care about his wife, but her heart was not very comfortable. But later, when she heard Ou Yixuan's explanation, her mood suddenly improved again, and it felt like the sky that had been raining for several days, and the clouds and fog dispersed all of a sudden.

"Mr. Ou, in fact, it's okay to hurt this little. Really, you don't have to feel sorry, if you say guilty, it should be me to apologize to you, when I ate in the restaurant, I already knew that your face was ugly, but I didn't get you to the hospital in time. ”

Ou Yixuan looked at Song Qianqian, looking at the sadness and worry on her face, it was so real, he smiled slightly, reached out and rubbed it on her head, "It's okay, the headache is ** sick, take a rest and you'll be fine." ”

Song Qianqian didn't expect him to rub her hair, except for the strong beating of her heart, she didn't know anything anymore.

Ou Yixuan looked down at Song Qianqian, looking at the smile on her white and tender face, his heart tightened, and an extremely familiar feeling came to his heart.

This scene seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it......

Song Qianqian returned home, her face was still hot, and now she, like the seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, was suddenly full of expectations for love.

Lying on the bed, Song Qianqian did not feel sleepy for a long time.

Today, Lu Sihao slept in Lai Ting's house, and she was left alone at home, and she didn't even have anyone to talk to.

Since you can't sleep, just get up. Song Qianqian came to the living room, turned on the computer, and looked up some cases of headaches.

Ou Yixuan said that his headache was ** sick. You don't need to take medicine, and you will be cured after a while.

He said that since the accident, his head hurts a lot. It's just that the pain has been a lot worse recently, and the frequency is relatively more than before.

Looking at the various methods of treating headaches on the webpage, Song Qianqian took out a paper and pen and wrote them down one by one.

She remembered hearing her mother say when she was a child that Aunt Qi in the neighborhood had a headache, but she couldn't find anything wrong with it when she got to the hospital.

Looking at the clock hanging on the wall of the living room, it was already past one o'clock in the morning, and if I called at this time, my parents would definitely be scared. Forget it, there's no rush anyway, let's call them tomorrow.

In the early morning, a ray of sunlight shone in, and it was warmly reflected on Song Qianqian's face. She stretched out her hand to block the somewhat dazzling sunlight, squinting slightly and watching the sunlight shine down from between her fingers, which was very beautiful.

"Jingle Bell ......"

The cell phone on the bedside rang.

Song Qianqian raised his arms and put the phone to his ear with a yawn, "Mom, our mother and daughter are really smart, I just wanted to call you?"

"Qianqian......" Song's mother's voice was full of crying and intermittent convulsions, which made Song Qianqian realize that there must be something wrong with her mother.

"Mom, what's wrong? What are you crying about?"

Song Qianqian's sleepiness disappeared suddenly, and the whole person hurriedly stepped off the bed.

"Shallow, your dad is sick......"

Before Song's mother finished speaking, Song Qianqian had already packed her clothes and put them in her suitcase, opened the door, and left the house with her suitcase.

"Mom, don't worry, I'll go back immediately, you accompany Dad, I'll be there soon." ”

Song Qianqian hung up the phone, drove to Lai Ting's house, picked up Lu Sihao and rushed to the airport.

A few hours later, Song Qianqian took her son back to the hospital at home, and when she saw her seriously ill father on the hospital bed, her heart felt like she had been smashed by a stone, and she couldn't say a word of pain.

But Lu Sihao, at a young age, saw his grandfather lying on the hospital bed, thin as firewood, and cried out in distress, "Grandpa, what's wrong with you? Why are you sick?"

Mother Song stood aside and wiped her tears, looking at her grandson who was crying extremely sadly, her heart was also very uncomfortable.

"Little ...... Sihao, grandfather...... When you're older, you're going to get sick. Right now...... You have grown up and are a man who stands up to the sky, so you have to help me during the period when grandpa is not there in the future...... Take good care of your grandma and mom. Got it?"

After saying this, Dad Song was tired and coughed constantly.