Qin Ran was taken aback, turned around in disbelief, and asked, "Huh?" I'm going to rest? ”

"Don't want to rest?"

"It's not...... Think about it! "Qin Ran had a fight with the group of bodyguards brought by Su Qiaoqiao last night, and he was also injured, and he didn't sleep all night, and his spirit was already exhausted.

But when the doctor advised him to treat the wound last night, he kept refusing, wanting to see the president wake up and confirm that the president was safe and sound, so until now he has not changed his clothes, the wound has not been treated, and several blood cuts on his face have coagulated, which is very conspicuous.

Leng Haochen raised his eyebrows: "Don't leave yet?" ”

"Let's go, let's go......" Qin Ran happily looked like a "fool" and ran away with a smoke.

"Stinky boy." The corners of Leng Haochen's lips hooked, and there was a slight smile on his face.

In the other ward, Song Xingchen had also woken up, but she felt that her eyelids weighed a thousand pounds, she couldn't open her eyes when she was heavy, and the joints of her body were sore and painful, which was really uncomfortable.

"Shhh...... It hurts! Song Xingchen wanted to turn over, but as soon as he moved his arm, he squeaked in pain.

The female special guard who was guarding the side hurriedly helped Song Xingchen: "Miss Song, you are injured and can't move, just tell me what you want." ”

"Excuse me, who are you?" Song Xingchen looked at the middle-aged woman in front of him in astonishment.

"I am the special care arranged by Mr. Qin for you, and I will take care of your life in the hospital." The female special nurse explained.

Mr. Qin? Qin Ran?

Song Xingchen pondered, what about Leng Haochen? Where did Leng Haochen go?

"Do you know what happened to Mr. Leng, which ward is he in? Is he okay? After Song Xingchen confirmed that he was in the hospital, he hurriedly grabbed the wrist of the female special care and asked nervously.

The sudden large-scale movement made Song Xingchen feel unbearable pain, but thinking of Leng Haochen, she had no time to take care of these.

"Miss Song, don't worry, Mr. Leng was injured and had surgery, he couldn't walk, and his life was fine." The female special guard comforted Song Xingchen softly: "He was still in a coma when I sent the soup in the morning, but he should be able to wake up soon, and I will feed you something too, right?" ”

hasn't woken up yet, which means that he is not completely out of danger, Song Xingchen is still not at ease, he always has to take a look.

"I'm not hungry, I'll go see him first." Song Xingchen endured the pain, propped up his body with both hands, and walked out with his feet.

"Miss Song, you can't walk now!" The female special guard stopped Song Xingchen: "Otherwise, I'll push the wheelchair over for you, you wait for me." ”

The female special nurse hurriedly went out to find a wheelchair, but Song Xingchen couldn't wait, she didn't know what she was afraid of, but she just wanted to see Leng Haochen as soon as possible.

Song Xingchen's bones are not injured, and he can still walk, but his body is wrapped in bandages, and he will pull the wound when he moves.

Slowly dragging his steps, Song Xingchen wanted to go to the nurse and ask Leng Haochen's ward number.

The pungent smell of disinfectant water filled the air, which made Song Xingchen feel nervous, and her heartbeat gradually increased when she thought of the dangerous scene in the fire.

"Hello, may I ask ......" Song Xingchen walked to the nurse's station, and just as he spoke, he saw a familiar figure on the left.

Turning to look over, Leng Haochen was on crutches in his right hand, with bandages wrapped around his legs, and he stepped forward one high and one low, his angular side face was clearly visible, and the miserable white light above his head brightened his deep eyes.

"Leng Haochen!" Song Xingchen smiled lightly: It is worthy of Leng Haochen, wearing a hospital gown with a cane, and he is still so handsome and upright.

Of course, Song Xingchen was not the only one who thought like this, the nurses at the nurse station were all staring at Leng Haochen tightly, it was the first time they had seen such a handsome patient with such an aura......

Song Xingchen glanced at their starry eyes, and felt a little surprised in his heart, and a sour feeling sprouted.

Leng Haochen's footsteps were fixed at the moment when he looked at Song Xingchen, and there was no one in the ward, so he took his crutches and hurried to see Song Xingchen.

The two people with diametrically opposite personalities always have the same tacit understanding, Leng Haochen and Song Xingchen insisted on finding each other regardless of the obstacles, although they were only separated by a few wards, they could not cut off their concern for each other.

In the corridor of the hospital, two bandaged patients looked at each other and smiled at a distance of one meter.

Leng Haochen, who has always been the only one who kills coldly, even added a little softness to his eyes when he saw Song Xingchen.

There were people passing by, and when they saw them in place for so long, they were still laughing stupidly, and they thought that the two of them had run out of the psychiatric department......

"Leng Haochen......" Song Xingchen's voice was low, and he slowly moved forward, only to feel like a world away.

Seeing the living Leng Haochen standing in front of her, Song Xingchen felt that it was already a gift from God.

"Does it still hurt?" Leng Haochen barely walked a few steps, cold sweat fell, but as if he didn't feel it, he tried his best to move to Song Xingchen's side, and then raised his left hand, his fingers gently rubbing the wound on Song Xingchen's chin.

The wound had already scabbed, and Leng Haochen was still distressed when he saw it in his eyes.

"I'm sorry to worry you."

Song Xingchen lowered his head and bent the corners of his mouth, his cheeks crimson: "It doesn't hurt." ”

"Your leg is injured, don't stand, I'll help you sit down first." Song Xingchen held Leng Haochen's arm, and he didn't know which node to start, and the relationship between the two became more intimate.

At this moment, the female special nurse hurriedly ran over with a wheelchair.

"Miss Song, you let me find it all the way......" The female special guard couldn't find Song Xingchen everywhere, and finally found it, with a little complaint in her words: "Didn't you say that you would wait for me to get a wheelchair?" ”

"I'm really sorry, I was in too much of a hurry to wait for you." Song Xingchen saw that the female special guard was sweating profusely, and apologized guiltily.

"Don't, don't, don't apologize to me, I can't afford it." Hearing Song Xingchen be so polite, the female special nurse also found that her words were too aggressive, and she waved her hand again and again to explain: "I'm just worried that I can't find you, and I can't explain it." ”

The female special guard was in a hurry just now, and she didn't notice that Song Xingchen was still sitting next to Leng Haochen, and when she saw his cold eyes, her legs trembled: "Mr. Leng, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to talk to Miss Song like this." ”

Song Xingchen saw Leng Haochen's gloomy face, and hurriedly played a round, after all, the female special guard did nothing wrong.

"I don't blame you for the cold, you go back, just leave the wheelchair behind." Song Xingchen had an idea and broke away from the female special guard.

"Okay, thank you, Miss Song." The female special nurse also couldn't stand the aura-chilling aura emanating from Leng Haochen's body, and hurriedly ran away.

Leng Haochen's attention was on Song Xingchen, and he had no time to blame the female special protector.

"What do you do with your wheelchair? Under the weather? Leng Haochen asked with concern: "I'll ask the doctor to come and show you?" ”