Sun Mengjiao is afraid of thunder.

He had to go back right away.

Zhao Qingchuan raised his hand to stop a taxi and went back to the hotel.

Tomorrow morning, he will return to Huayena.

The next time you come back, you don't know when you will have to wait?

As we traveled, the rain continued to fall heavier and heavier, and continued to flow down the window glass.

The scenery outside the window was blurry, and Zhao Qingchuan's heart was also extremely chaotic.

"I'm with you, are you still afraid?"

"Hmm...... No...... Don't be scared anymore......"

Sun Mengjiao raised her eyebrows and looked at the faint smile that came out of the corner of his mouth. Stunned, he whispered.

"Sleep......"

Zhao Zifeng tucked the quilt for her, and there was a soft light in his eyes.

"Hmmm......"

Sun Mengjiao pursed her lips, and her black and white eyes flashed.

Outside the window, thunder and lightning are blowing, wind and rain. Inside, the air is warm and the lights are soft.

The familiar aura swept in, and Sun Mengjiao's heart calmed down a lot.

She slowly closed her eyes......

Zhao Zifeng kept looking at her quietly, until the sound of shallow breathing came from his ears, he leaned down and kissed her crimson lips 'greedily'.

That night, he stayed up all night.

……

Morning.

Sun Mengjiao woke up and found that Zhao Zifeng was no longer in the ward. I was stunned, my mind fluctuated slightly, that feeling was not lost, anyway, it was a little weird.

The nurse pushed the door in and smiled.

"Miss Sun, you're awake. How does it feel? ”

"It's okay......"

Sun Mengjiao responded politely.

"Measure individual mild blood pressure ...... first"

"Okay."

The nurse handed her the thermometer.

Sun Mengjiao took it and put it in her mouth.

While waiting, the nurse checked the other monitoring instruments.

"Everything is normal......

The nurse suddenly had no head and no brain.

"Miss Sun, Mr. Zhao is really good to you."

“……”

Sun Mengjiao's heart tightened, and she raised her eyes to look at her. There was a hint of doubt on his crimson face.

"I heard from the head nurse that he didn't sleep all night yesterday, and he went out early this morning to buy you breakfast. The breakfast in our cafeteria was actually very good, but he had to go to 'Feng Yaju'......"

"You say, those people on the Internet are really boring. actually said that Mr. Zhao and Mr. Zhao Qingchuan are a couple...... I'm really convinced of them......"

The nurse pursed her lips and said angrily.

Her words later made Sun Mengjiao's eyes tense and she looked dazed.

Zhao Zifeng and Zhao Qingchuan?

Couple?

What do you mean?

"Miss Sun, why is your face so red? Is there something uncomfortable? ”

The nurse looked down at her and was surprised.

Seeing that the time was almost up, he hurriedly motioned to Sun Mengjiao to give her the thermometer.

"The temperature is normal, isn't it?"

The nurse took the thermometer and looked at it carefully.

"Wait, I'll take your blood pressure again."

"You just said that Mr. Zhao and Mr. Zhao ......"

Sun Mengjiao watched her roll up her sleeves and couldn't help asking.

"Ha, gossip news...... Now these people really have no bottom line...... If I were Mr. Zhao, I would definitely arrest all these rumor-mongers......"

The nurse was indignant.

"Are they talking badly?"

"Of course...... They said that Mr. Zhao and Mr. Zhao were so good but they never got married, it turned out that they were true love...... Emma, I can't go on......"

The nurse begins to operate the blood pressure monitor.

"Miss Sun, why is your blood pressure a little high...... You relax......"

"Huh?"

When Sun Mengjiao heard this, she became even more nervous.

"Miss Sun, I'll help you retest it later, you adjust the ...... first"

After the nurse finished speaking, she took the instrument and walked out.

"Mr. Zhao......"

"How's it going?"

Zhao Zifeng, who walked into the ward with two paper bags, saw her come out and asked in a cold voice.

"The blood pressure is a little high, it should be Miss Sun who is a little nervous......"

The nurse bowed her head and whispered back.

"Let Lu Qinghe come over immediately."

When Zhao Zifeng heard this, Jun's face sank a little, and his tone became much more serious.

"Yes."

The nurse didn't dare to refute, and answered with a low voice.

Zhao Zifeng walked to Sun Mengjiao's hospital bed with a paper bag and looked at her with lowered eyes. After a night's sleep, the condition on her face has improved a lot. Except for the wound on the left cheek, the swelling has subsided.

"How does it feel?"

He pursed his lips and asked in a whisper. The cold faded from the deep eyes, and a trace of warmth was rubbed in.

"It's okay......"

Sun Mengjiao pursed her lips and replied in a shallow voice.

"Mr. Zhao, Hao Hao, he ......"

When she woke up, she was most concerned about Zhao Haotian.

If this child is really her child as Zhao Mengxi said, then how happy she should be.

"He's fine."

Zhao Zifeng put down the bag and asked again.

"You want to see him?"

"He must have been terrified...... too"

Sun Mengjiao answered some questions.

"I arranged a psychological counselor ......"

"Well, that's good......"

Sun Mengjiao didn't expect this iron-blooded business overlord to be so delicate, it seems that he really loves his son.

How did she know how many dangers Zhao Zifeng experienced when he was young, leaving a lingering shadow in her heart. He didn't want Zhao Haotian to repeat the mistakes of the past.

Zhao Zifeng pulled up the guardrails on both sides of the hospital bed and put the small table on it.

"Mr. Zhao......"

Lu Qinghe pushed the door and walked in.

"Hmmm......"

Zhao Zifeng collected the warmth in his eyes and glanced at him with a cold face.

Lu Qinghe understood the meaning in his eyes in seconds, and carefully checked Sun Mengjiao.

"Mr. Zhao, Miss Sun is very normal, except for not being able to get out of bed and move, nothing else is serious."

"Hmm."

Zhao Zifeng breathed a sigh of relief.

After answering, he bent down and took out the insulated food boxes in the paper bag one by one.

Seeing this, Lu Qinghe pushed the eyes on the bridge of his nose and turned to leave. When he walked to the door, he suddenly remembered something.

"Mr. Zhao, I have already arranged your operation. On the sixth, you'd better come to the hospital ......."

When Sun Mengjiao heard this, she couldn't help but raise her eyes to look at Zhao Zifeng.

Surgery?

Unexpectedly, Zhao Zifeng's stomach disease is already so serious?

"Mr. Zhao, you ......"

"Are you finished?"

Zhao Zifeng raised his eyebrows, glanced at Lu Qinghe coldly, and said coldly.

"That's all ......"

Lu Qinghe was stunned.

"Don't go out yet."

Zhao Zifeng retracted his gaze and placed the insulated food boxes on the small table in turn.

"Yes......"

Sun Mengjiao watched Lu Qinghe leave, and opened her mouth nervously.

"Mr. Zhao, why did you have surgery?"

Zhao Zifeng supported her shoulders with one hand and her thin waist with the other, making her sit up halfway. Then he pulled the small table in front of her.

"Sun Mengjiao......"

"Mr. Zhao, ......what do you say?"

Sun Mengjiao sat down and looked up at him. In the black and white eyes, a touch of worry overflowed. Just when she thought that Zhao Zifeng was seriously answering her question, he opened his mouth with a smile.

"Have breakfast."

Sun Mengjiao's dark eyes lit up for a moment, and instantly dimmed.

The small table is already filled with a variety of nutritious breakfasts. So much, it's enough for three people to eat.

"Eat as much as you can ......"

Zhao Zifeng bent down, took the silver spoon, and gently stirred the bowl of chicken porridge.

The aroma came to the nose, and it was still a familiar taste in Sun Mengjiao's memory.

When I was a child, every time I came to Yongcheng for a vacation, my father would take her and Shizhan to 'Feng Yaju' for dinner. She remembers that in addition to the three fresh noodles, this is what she loves the most.

"That's pretty much it."

Sun Mengjiao muttered in a low voice, raised her eyes, and asked him.

"Have you eaten?"

"I'll eat later."

Zhao Zifeng saw that the heat on the porridge had dissipated a little, so he handed her the silver spoon.

On the handle of the spoon, there is still the temperature of his fingertips.

Sun Mengjiao's heart palpitated, and the indescribable feeling swept over again. She pursed her lips and spoke softly.

"Otherwise, you can eat together. I can't finish all of that. ”

Zhao Zifeng was about to reply to her, when the mobile phone in his pocket rang suddenly.

"I'll answer the phone first, you're delicious."

"Hmmm......"

Sun Mengjiao met his deep eyes and nodded.

Zhao Zifeng walked out with his mobile phone in his hand.

"Hey ......"

"Mr. Zhao, Mrs. Zhao wants to see Sun Mengjiao."

The caller was Captain Yuan from the Xicheng Police Station.

"See Sun Mengjiao?"

Zhao Zifeng's pupils shrank, and his eyes were gloomy and cold.

She said that unless she was asked to see Sun Mengjiao, she would not say a word.

"Can't say?! Heh......"

A sneer appeared at the corner of Zhao Zifeng's mouth, and his angular face was covered with a heavy haze.

"Mr. Zhao, Mrs. Zhao's attitude is very strong. No matter what method we use, she just won't speak......"

"Then keep waiting and see how long she can carry it?"

"Mr. Zhao, I think as long as Miss Sun's body allows, I might as well promise her......"

"Is there anything else?"

Zhao Zifeng was a little impatient, and his voice was much lower.

"Not yet."

As soon as the other party's voice fell, Zhao Zifeng hung up the phone.

Zhao Mingyue wants to see Sun Mengjiao, what is this old witch thinking?

At this time, Yeling knocked on the door and came in.

"President's ......"

"You're early?"

Zhao Zifeng glanced at him coldly and said coldly.

"President, have you stayed up all night?"

Ye Ling glanced at him and saw that he was tired and deep, and the blue under his eyes was a little heavy.

“……”

Zhao Zifeng didn't reply to him, walked straight to the sofa and sat down.

"President, did you have a good chat with Mr. Zhao last night?"

Ye Ling followed and asked with a smile.

The corners of Zhao Zifeng's eyebrows furrowed, and his eyes were deep.

"Clear stream CP...... They really want to ......."

Ye Ling endured it all night, but she couldn't help it, and she had the courage to say it.

Zhao Zifeng's eyes closed slightly, and he pinched his sour eyebrow bone. He had no idea what Yeling was talking about?

"President, you ......"

Ye Ling saw that he looked indifferent, and he was not sure for a while, whether he had seen the 'gossip hot search'.

"Something to talk about."

Zhao Zifeng stopped what he was doing and flicked open his somewhat heavy eyelids.

"President, Du Xue just called me, explaining that Zhan has secretly arranged for Lin Shaoqian to flee abroad."

Ye Ling quickly restrained the smile on the corner of his mouth, and his face became much more serious.

“……”

Zhao Zifeng was silent, but there was a thick gloomy aura around him.

The curvature of the jaw is becoming more and more cold.

He doesn't speak, it's even more terrifying.

"President, why is Young Master Ming so fearless?"

Ye Ling pursed her lips nervously and said suspiciously.

"Young and vigorous."

Zhao Zifeng replied to him with four words.

"President, what do you mean ......"

"I'll be in the hospital this morning, don't come over if there are no special circumstances."

Zhao Zifeng interrupted him and stood up.

Ye Ling was stunned for a moment, and quickly got up.

"Yes......"

He watched Zhao Zifeng push open the door of the inner room and shook his head slightly.

"I don't think it's just the morning, I'm afraid I'll be here all afternoon......"

Ye Ling pondered what Zhao Zifeng had just said and walked out.

Walking to the door, he suddenly remembered that there was one more important thing that he had not said. He turned around and knocked on the door inside.

"President's ......"

He stood at the door, a little embarrassed and smiled at Sun Mengjiao.

"Miss Sun......"

Zhao Zifeng had already walked over and sat next to Sun Mengjiao, holding a pair of chopsticks in his hand. It seems that he is going to feed Sun Mengjiao.

"President, I just forgot one more thing......

Ye Ling scratched her hair a little embarrassed, lowered her head, and didn't look at them.

"Say."

Zhao Zifeng sandwiched a few noodles and sent them to Sun Mengjiao's mouth.

"Mr. Zhao, I'll ...... it myself"

Sun Mengjiao's cheeks flushed, and she secretly glanced at Ye Ling.