"Mom, are you tired, you go and rest for a while, Uncle Song is here or I'll come." Yan Songsong wanted to replace his mother and stay to take care of Song Zimu. After all, he didn't care about Yan Changqing beating him this time, and he couldn't let him be wronged.

Lin Meiru shook her head and said, "No need, you should accompany Leng Zhuo, it is rare for the two of you to meet once." ”

Yan Songsong felt that it was really difficult to see him, but he, like a gust of wind, came when he wanted to, and didn't even say hello.

"Doctor Song, I have admired the name for a long time, I am Leng Zhuo. Leng Zhuo saw that he walked over to Song Zimu, and the two shook hands. His way of meeting was really simple and crude. However, it is also in line with his military temperament, speaking simply and capably.

Song Zimu also looked at Leng Zhuo quietly, slightly appreciating his appearance.

"You are Leng Zhuo, I often listen to the praise, mention you in front of me, today we finally met. ”

"Uncle Song?" When Song Zimu said this, Yan Songsong was suddenly unhappy, she often talked about him in front of him, and she didn't mention it at all. Uncle Song, I can't carry this pot.

And Leng Zhuo looked at Yan Songsong and seemed to ask: Is this really the case?

Yan Songsong looked down at her toes, just as if she hadn't heard or seen it.

Several people in the room couldn't help but laugh when they saw that Yan Songsong was embarrassed.

Leng Zhuo and Song Zimu were not very familiar with each other after all, and the two simply communicated. But they made a good impression on each other.

Seeing that Song Zimu's head injury seemed to be very painful, Yan Songsong had an idea in his heart. I saw her pick up the hot water bottle and say to the three people in the room: "You guys talk for a while, I'll go outside to get some boiling water and come back." ”

Lin Meiru saw that Yan Songsong was going to open the water, and hurriedly told her the place where the water was opened.

They all thought that Yan Songsong was because Song Zimu was shy about what Song Zimu said just now. That's why I thought about avoiding it, but I didn't think that she was helping Song Zimu.

After Yan Songsong came to the water room to boil water, he saw that there was no one, so he hurriedly took out the magic potion of Squirting from his body and sprayed a lot into the water bottle. When she was done, she closed the thermos and shook it gently, until she felt that the potion was fully absorbed into the water, and then she returned to the room with a slightly relaxed pace.

Yan Songsong knew that the potion of spraying can treat all kinds of diseases, whether it is taken internally or externally, it can have a therapeutic effect. After she went back, she gave Song Zimu water with a spray, and her condition should be relieved soon.

Song Zimu's illness is cured, and his mother's guilt should not be so strong.

When Yan Songsong returned to the ward, he poured a glass of water for Song Zimu and told Lin Meiru and others to give him medicine on time.

Lin Meiru nodded in agreement.

Yan Songsong also knew that Leng Zhuo was a busy person, maybe he came to her today, and he also took the time to come out, so he didn't delay too long in Song Zimu's ward.

Yan Songsong sent his own flowers, and specially found a large open bottle to raise the flowers.

Song Zimu was very happy when he saw the flowers, and said thank you Yan Songsong.

Yan Songsong once again proposed that he stay and take care of Song Zimu and let Lin Meiru go back to rest, but Lin Meiru directly refused.

She felt that Song Zimu's injury was caused by herself, and the person who beat him had nothing to do with her, so she had to be responsible to the end and take care of Song Zimu until he fully recovered.

"No need to sing songs, I'll go back and get a change of clothes later, I've been staying in a hotel near here for the past few days. When your little Uncle Song is discharged from the hospital, I will go back. ”

"Oh, by the way, Song Song, you got the studio to help me take a few days off, I can't go to work today. ”

Song Zimu was a little flattered, he had just taken the medicine, and he felt that the headache seemed to be better. "Meiru, I really don't need you to take care of it, I can do it myself, I just have a little head injury. ”

"The doctor said that if you hit your head a little more, it will hurt your brain. What if your brain is smashed?"

Song Zimu suddenly wanted to say, if my brain is broken, it will depend on you.

However, there will be Yan Songsong and Leng Zhuo present, so it is inconvenient to say. If she was alone, maybe he would have been bold enough to say it.

Seeing Lin Meiru so persistent, Song Zimu had a faint feeling of happiness in his heart.

Listening to Lin Meiru's meaning, she will take care of him until he is discharged from the hospital. This was something that was unimaginable before. He was very happy in his heart, and even hoped that the injury on his head would heal later, so that they would have more time together.

Lin Meiru's temperament is too introverted, and he always has a humble and gentlemanly attitude. So he and her never seem to have crossed paths. This time he was hospitalized, and with Lin Meiru's care, he suddenly felt that he should be more proactive.

Therefore he did not object. He just said, "Even if you want to stay and take care of me, you have to rest yourself." When you go back to get something, you can take a break for two hours and come back when it's time to eat. ”

Lin Meiru nodded, and never said anything against it.

Then Lin Meiru sat in front of the hospital bed and took out a fruit knife to help Song Zimu peel the fruit.

Seeing that Song Zimu and her mother get along very well, and her mother seems to have made up her mind to take care of Song Zimu.

Song Zimu fell asleep as soon as his head was next to the pillow because of the medicine.

Yan Songsong gestured to Lin Meiru, dragged the corner of Leng Zhuo's clothes, and quietly withdrew from the ward.

"Are we just leaving?" Leng Zhuo still wanted to say another word to Song Zimu before leaving, it was not his style to say goodbye without saying goodbye.

"Why don't you just leave, do you still want to have dinner here?"

"I don't mind. Leng Zhuowu stiffened his mouth, and his complexion returned to his usual state of facial paralysis.

Out of the hospital, Yan Songsong's heart was even thinking about the warm picture in the ward.

She hopes to live in peace with her mother, and the person who loves her is her father, but unfortunately the reality is too cruel.

Yan Changqing made a wrong step, a wrong step, and they could never go back to before.

After Su Jin got out of the hospital, she made a long-distance call to Kyoto.

"What?, Xiao Jin, you said that my family Zimu was injured, what the hell is going on?"

Mother Song was immediately anxious when she heard this.

"Yes, Auntie, I really can't watch it this time, so I'm calling you. You don't know how pitiful Zimu is lying alone in the hospital. "Su Jin didn't mention Lin Meiru at all, taking care of Song Zimu in the hospital.

At this time, Song Shiyuan also heard the content of his wife's phone call, and his voice suddenly became a little higher. "Yufen, how did Zimu get hurt. Tell me what the hell is going on with Xiao Jin?"