Zhang Xin was lying on the hospital bed, her eyes were full of white flowers and the familiar smell of iodine wine, she wanted to sit up, but she didn't expect a tearing pain on her head as soon as she got together.

"Hey, don't move, the doctor just stitched your head, and the wound has to crack open again when you move." Chen Ruize, who had been guarding her bedside, saw that Zhang Xin was awake and hurriedly helped her up. Zhang Xin looked at Chen Ruize, who was overjoyed in front of him, and felt a little confused.

"Grandpa, he's not scared." Zhang Xin thought of Jin Lao, and looked around but there was no figure of Jin Lao.

"Grandpa is a little tired, so I'll let him go back first, and I'll guard you here." Zhang Xin spent a day in prison today, and he guessed that Zhang Xin must have eaten nothing, so he ordered his grandfather's cook to stew a pot of fish soup and brought it to her.

Chen Ruize opened the thermos bucket, poured a bowl of fish soup, scooped a spoonful with a spoon, and carefully blew it for fear that it would be too hot, and handed it to her mouth.

"Drink it quickly, this fish soup is conducive to wound recovery, and there will be no scars when the wound recovers." Zhang Xin's head turned to the side, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand to take the bowl in Chen Ruize's hand.

"I'll do it myself, it's not my arm that hurts." Chen Ruize was stunned for a moment, smiled helplessly, and let go.

"By the way, my dad is fine." Zhang Xin didn't know Zhang Guowei's situation yet, and Chen Ruize was hesitant, as if there was something hiding from her.

Zhang Xin looked at him with a look that was a little wrong, so he asked again.

"Your father, when you were taken away, his condition relapsed, and now he is in this hospital." Without waiting for Chen Ruize to finish speaking, Zhang Xin lifted the quilt and ran out.

Zhang Guowei on the hospital bed was dying, barely breathing on a ventilator, Zhang Ran, Sun Cuihua and they were all around his bedside, Zhang Guowei barely opened his eyes, as if he was looking for something.

It wasn't until Zhang Xin pushed open the door and walked to his bed that his eyes lit up, and his hand trembled and handed it to Zhang Xin. Zhang Xin grabbed his hand and knelt in front of his bed, Zhang Guowei now had no strength to speak, his lips moved slightly, and his eyes stared straight at Zhang Xin, as if he wanted to tell something.

"I know, I know, I will definitely take care of them for you, you can rest assured." Zhang Xin knelt in front of him, crying silently, Chen Ruize walked behind Zhang Xin, put his hand on her shoulder and comforted Zhang Xin.

Zhang Guowei seemed to be waiting for this promise, and he turned his eyes to Chen Ruize again, and Chen Ruize nodded at him. Sun Cuihua had dried her tears, lying on the side of the bed, holding Zhang Guowei's other hand tightly, Zhang Ran was still young, and there was no real meaning of death, and she was already crying silently in the back.

Zhang Guowei reluctantly looked around again and slowly closed his eyes. Suddenly the ward was crying, and all kinds of things followed, Zhang Xin could really understand Li Cui's despair and helplessness on Li Mo's wedding day at this time.

Lin Qi didn't know the situation on Zhang Xin's side at this time, and after finishing the memorial service for Old Man Zhou today, he had been staying by Zhou Hui's side, and Old Man Lin also told him that he must be optimistic about Zhou Hui and never let her do anything stupid.

Zhou Hui kept herself locked in the room, didn't say a word, and didn't open the door when anyone called. Lynch was also very anxious, knocking on her door with food, but Zhou Hui was still indifferent.

"Xiaohui, if you don't come out, I'll go back."

Lynch pretended to go downstairs and put the food in front of her door, which worked, and after a while, Lynch heard a noise in the room, and the door opened.

"Brother Qi, I want to drink." Zhou Hui's eyes were red, as if she had just cried bitterly, Lynch thought that it might be good for her to drink and cry, so he nodded, went out and bought three or four bottles of liquor in a nearby department store, and bought some peanuts, and came to Zhou Hui's house.

Zhou Hui poured a few sips as if she was dying, her mouth to the wine bottle as if she was drinking white water.

"cough cough cough cough ......" Although Zhou Hui had drunk liquor with Zhou Ren once before, she still couldn't adapt to the feeling of that spicy throat, and then the burning sensation rising from the bottom of her stomach made her feel more enjoyable than she had ever been.

Lynch thought she was borrowing wine to kill her sorrows, but she didn't expect that for a high degree of liquor, she drank it this way, which was simply a masochistic behavior, and when she was about to take a second sip, she quickly snatched the wine bottle down.

"What are you doing here? Drinking so much alcohol at once will kill you, do you know? Lynch held the wine high and didn't let Zhou Hui touch it.

"You give me the wine, you give it to me!" Zhou Hui saw that the wine bottle was taken away by Lynch, so he came up to fight for it. "Now that grandpa is gone, you can bully me, right?" Zhou Hui seemed to be crazy, and competed with Lynch for the wine bottle.

"Just because Grandpa Zhou is gone, I have more obligation to take care of you, do you understand?" Lynch put the bottle behind him and freed his hand to straighten Zhang Xin's body, trying to calm her down.

"You take care of me, you say, why do you take care of me, the person you like now is Zhang Xin, Zhang Xin is your fair and honest girlfriend, and I am just your sister!"

The more Zhou Hui spoke, the more excited he became, Lynch listened to her words, and fell silent, indeed, now he can't say such irresponsible words again, in his heart, Zhou Hui has always been his sister, he can no longer be like before, keep saying that he will take care of her for the rest of his life.

"Hahaha, look, you're speechless!" Zhou Hui seemed to be crazy, laughing, tears welling up outward, she stared at the wine bottle behind Lynch, trying to snatch it.

Lynch came back to his senses, and saw that she was still not dead on the bottle, and as soon as he was excited, he picked up the bottle and drank most of the remaining half of the bottle.

Lynch bought a two-pot head of more than 50 degrees, no matter how good the amount of alcohol is, he can't stand drinking like this, sure enough, as soon as Lynch finished drinking, the strength of the wine immediately came up, and he instantly felt hot all over his body, his head was also dizzy, and his feet were like stepping on two balls of cotton.

Zhou Hui also drank a lot just now, her face was flushed, and when she saw Lynch sitting on the ground, like a little snake, wrapped around Lynch's body, Lynch felt as if her body was about to explode, and pushed Zhou Hui away with his last reason.

"Brother Qi, now that grandpa is gone, I'm left with you alone!" As she spoke, Zhou Hui pounced again and hugged Lynch's waist, and Lynch's consciousness slowly became blurred.

Zhou Hui saw that Lynch was no longer struggling, so she came to him, looked at Lynch's handsome facial features, and her thoughts suddenly returned to when they were young, Lynch was also like this, and told her under the big tree that she would take care of her for the rest of her life, and never let her suffer a little grievance.

For so many years, she had only one thought, that is, to wait for Lynch to marry her, and the two of them lived happily together, but unexpectedly, a Zhang Xin appeared halfway.

The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she became, and there seemed to be countless voices in her ears telling her that Brother Qi could only belong to her alone, and she must not let anyone snatch him, she stretched out her hand, held Lynch's face, and kissed him carefully.

Lynch opened his eyes slightly in a blur, and when he saw the face in front of him, Zhang Xin's face actually appeared.

"Xiao Xin, why are you here!" Lynch muttered quietly, and the person in front of him was stunned for a moment.

Zhou Hui heard him call Zhang Xin's name, as if all the qi and blood were pouring on her head, her heart was crossed, and she closed her eyes and kissed Lynch's mouth.

Lynch thought that the person in front of him was Zhang Xin, so he hugged her with his backhand, deepened the kiss, and the blood in his whole body seemed to be boiling, Lynch unbuttoned his shirt and pressed Zhou Hui on the bed.

Early in the morning, Zhou Hui's room was full of gloomy scenery, and her clothes were scattered all over the ground, and Lynch felt that his chest was pressed and a little breathless, so he moved and opened his eyes.

The color of the ceiling suggested that it was clearly not his bedroom, and Lynch's head still had a dizzy feeling after he had been drunk last night.

There was a muffled snort from the side, Lynch turned his head, startled by the scene in front of him, Zhou Hui and him were lying naked on the bed, Zhou Hui was still pillowing one of his arms, hanging on his body, sleeping soundly.