"Let Jiang's mother boil some porridge and send it over." Jue Xichen was about to turn around and walk into the ward, "In addition, go and arrange a full set of wards." ”

"Yes, young master."

When Qin Nianxuan woke up again, Jue Xichen was no longer in the ward, Jiang's mother was sitting on the sofa peeling oranges, and a table lamp was turned on in the ward.

"Mother Jiang." Qin Nianxuan called softly.

Hearing someone call herself, Jiang's mother raised her head, "Miss Qin, are you awake?" ”

Mother Jiang hurriedly put down the orange in her hand that had only been half-peeled, wiped her hands and walked over and asked with concern, "Miss Qin, are you uncomfortable?" Is there anything you'd like to eat? I'll do it for you. ”

"Mama Jiang, I'm fine." Qin Nianxuan smiled and shook his head.

"Oh, look at my memory, Mr. Jue asked me to prepare some porridge for you, it is estimated that it is also cold, I will go and warm it up now." Jiang Ma said, and the person had already walked into the kitchen next to her.

Kitchen?

How can there still be a kitchen in a hospital room?

Looking around, Qin Nianxuan realized that the ward she was living in now was not the one she was living in before.

You don't have to think about it to know that Jue Xichen must have asked her to change it.

"Mother Jiang, what time is it now?" She turned her head to look out the window, and it was already dark.

Did she sleep another day and a night?

"Miss Qin, it's half past eight now." Mother Jiang came out of the kitchen, "Miss Qin, are you bored?" Why don't I turn on the TV for you, and you can watch it. ”

"Okay."

Jiang's mother came over to help her raise the pillow a little higher so that she could sit up and lean against her before turning on the TV.

"Miss Qin, you can watch TV for a while, and the porridge will be hot in a while."

"Mother Jiang, I'm sorry for you." Qin Nianxuan smiled weakly.

"No trouble, no trouble, this is what Jiang's mother should do." Jiang's mother walked into the kitchen with a smile to see if the porridge was hot.

is now broadcasting a TV series at eight o'clock in the evening, Qin Nianxuan is not very interested in chasing dramas, so he switched to the entertainment news channel in Z City.

It is reported that yesterday morning, a male artist under Lingye accidentally hit a woman while traveling, because the woman fainted on the spot, the male artist was afraid of getting into trouble, so he drove away, but this morning, the male artist appeared in Hualian Central Hospital with injuries, the reporter asked the male artist's agent and learned that the male artist was in a car accident in the process of escaping, but according to the relevant personnel, the male artist's injuries were not caused by a car accident at all, but by being beaten......

Jiang's mother came out of the kitchen with porridge, heard the news, and sneered, "This kind of person deserves it, this is called karma." ”

Qin Nianxuan vaguely felt that this artist was definitely not injured because of a car accident.

"Mother Jiang, where is Jue Xichen?"

"Mr. Jue will go out at noon today." She was still infusion, and her hands were inconvenient, so she could only ask Jiang's mother to feed her with porridge, "I heard that there was a guest coming, so Mr. Jue went to see that guest." ”

"Hmm." Qin Nianxuan didn't ask any more questions, but the guests who could let Jue Xichen personally greet him were definitely not ordinary people.

After eating the porridge, Qin Nianxuan watched TV for a while and then lay down and fell asleep.

This is a fully equipped ward, equipped with a kitchen, two rooms, each with a bathroom and toilet.

Mother Jiang probed the temperature on Qin Nianxuan's forehead, and there was no sign of fever.