The door to the ward "squeak!" A sound was pushed away from the outside, accompanied by the sound of light footsteps.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Han Yanrou, who was lying on the hospital bed, came back to her senses from her thoughts and followed the sound......

I saw that Ai Xiaonuan, who was wearing a white and elegant dress, was as pure and moving as a white lotus, and walked in with a tired deaf face.

"Nuan Nuan, what's wrong? How do you look tired? ”

Seeing this, Han Yanrou showed a look of concern, and her voice seemed a little weak and soft.

Hearing a somewhat weak but unusually familiar voice in his ears, Ai Xiaonuan's footsteps froze and he raised his eyes.

In the next second, a light of joy and excitement appeared in his eyes, and he hurriedly walked over.

"Yanrou, you're finally awake,"

Ai Xiaonuan rushed to Han Yanrou's bedside, glanced at Han Yanrou up and down, and said with tears and laughter after seeing that she was fine.

"I thought you'd ......"

Before he finished speaking, he lay on Han Yanrou's body and cried.

Han Yanrou was stunned, a little unclear, and didn't know what to say, so she had to stretch out her hand and gently pat Ai Xiaonuan's back, silently comforting.

After about a few minutes, Han Yanrou probably knew the reason for her crying from Ai Xiaonuan's crying words.

At that time, he pushed Ai Xiaonuan away, but in the end he was shot, Ai Xiaonuan thought he was dead, and fell into a very self-blaming guilt.

During the week that he was in a coma, Ai Xiaonuan took care of himself and never left half a step.

For Ai Xiaonuan's behavior, Han Yanrou felt a warm and gentle touch.

This silly girl!

……

The next day, early in the morning.

Han's father came to the Municipal People's Hospital with the insulated box containing the chicken soup he had cooked early in the morning.

The slight sound of talking in the ward, as well as the beautiful laughter of the yellow warbler out of the valley from time to time, made Han's father, who was about to push the door in, couldn't help but stop his movements.

Father Han stared at the ward hesitantly for a long time, but still didn't go in.

"What, don't you go in?"

Behind him, an old and friendly voice suddenly came, making Father Han's body stiffen and turn around to look.

He Lao, who was still dressed in a Tang costume, put his hands behind his back, and looked at Father Han with an intriguing smile.

Behind him, there was a handsome and tough young man, whose shining eyes were like starlight, and they were shining.

The young man glanced at Father Han expressionlessly, unfazed, and then withdrew his gaze and stood behind Elder He, looking at his nose and his nose with his heart.

However, this look made Father Han feel extremely oppressive all the time.

This made Father Han can't help but glance at the young man, his eyes are complicated.

This man is as old as Rou'er, but his cultivation has reached the rank of beyond the heavenly list, and this Ai family is probably not simple.

His daughter is so entangled with the Ai family, and I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse.

"Perhaps, I don't know how to face Rou'er!"

Father Han came back to his senses from his thoughts, looked at the smiling Crane Elder, and said with a sigh.

"Yanrou, that girl, is very sensible!" Elder Crane stepped forward, patted Father Han's shoulder, and continued in a gentle tone.

"Besides, you are also a person in the rivers and lakes, talk to her well, I believe that girl will understand you!"

"Is it appropriate?"

Father Han turned his head and glanced at the ward behind him, a little hesitant.

"What's out of place? What should be faced is always faced. ”

For Father Han's thoughts, Elder He also expressed his understanding, so he patiently explained.

"yes, it's always a face!"

Father Han was stunned for a moment, the look on his face was a little relieved, and he showed a grateful smile to Elder He.

"Crane Lao, thank you!"

"Thank you, I want to thank you father and daughter on behalf of our Ai family, let's go in together!"

Crane Lao waved his hand absently and said with a smile.

Father Han was not hypocritical, after all, he was born in the military and his personality was relatively cheerful, so he nodded and turned around, and was about to push open the door of the ward.

A slightly panting and eager man's voice sounded in the ears of the three of them—

"Hello, is this Miss Han Yanrou's ward?"

Hearing this, the three of them couldn't help but stop their movements and follow the prestige-

I saw a middle-aged man with a Chinese face, wearing a white shirt and suit pants, holding a black document bag, standing in front of the three of them.

"What's the matter with you?"

The young man who had not spoken stood up, and after looking at the middle-aged man, his tone was indifferent, revealing a sense of not approaching.

"That's right, I'm the artist coordinator of the Organizing Committee of the "I Am a Singer" competition, my name is Luo Wei, this is my business card!"

Seeing a young man stop in front of him, Luo Wei hurriedly introduced himself, and took out a white business card from his body and handed it over.

The young man didn't even glance at the business card handed over by Luo Wei, and he didn't mean to reach out to take it.

In this situation, Luo Wei's face showed a touch of embarrassment, and the hand handing over the business card froze in mid-air, and finally took it back angrily.

……

As for the situation outside the ward, the two women in the ward didn't know, and they were still chatting with each other.

"Where's Yanni? Why didn't you see her? ”

Lying on the hospital bed, Han Yanrou looked at Ai Xiaonuan, who was peeling apples, and asked.

"Did you forget? The finals of "I Am a Singer" need to be closed for a week, and Yanni has been on Tokai TV for three days! ”

Ai Xiaonuan glanced at Han Yanrou and said.

"Forehead ......"

Han Yanrou was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that she had been in a coma for a week, and it was already time for the closed training of the finals of "I Am a Singer".

"That big ......"

Han Yanrou was about to ask the organizing committee of the competition if she had contacted her, but the door of the ward was pushed open.

Then, accompanied by the footsteps of several people, there was a sound.

Hearing this, the two girls also raised their heads and looked at the door-

I saw that Han's father walked in first with a thermos box.

Immediately afterwards, there was an old crane dressed in a Tang costume, a handsome and tough young man behind him, and the last middle-aged man with a black briefcase.

walked into the ward one after another, and so many people came in the small ward at once, but it also seemed a lot smaller.

"Dad, Crane Lao, you're here!"

Han Yanrou reacted, revealing a charming smile, but her eyes were a little fixed on the young man and the middle-aged man.

On the contrary, Ai Xiaonuan saw the young man behind Crane Lao, and his pretty face with a smile instantly pulled down.

I'm afraid that others won't know, she is very unhappy now!

"Rou'er, it's a little better."

Han's father put down the chicken soup and hurriedly sat on the edge of Han Yanrou's bed, looking concerned and distressed.

"It's okay, dad is much better!"

Han Yanrou smiled, revealing a reassuring smile.

However, due to excessive blood loss, his face was a little pale, which made his originally amorous smile seem a little out of color.

But it is still transparent, a kind of style that I see pitiful, which makes people feel distressed and loved.

The moment the young man, who had always had a calm face, saw Han Yanrou, a subtle color flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"This is the chicken soup that Dad made early in the morning, you can drink a little later!"

At that moment, Father Han was no longer the king of soldiers in the mercenary world, but an ordinary father.

"Uh-huh!"

Han Yanrou glanced at the thermos box placed aside, and her heart was warm.

"That, Miss Han has to bother!"

It was, an inopportune voice interrupting this warm atmosphere between father and daughter.