"Miss Song, Mr. Yi heard that you are sick, let me come over to see your situation, if there is anything you need help, you can tell me."

The old waiter carried a fruit basket and a few boxes of expensive supplements and walked towards Song Xinfei.

The old eyes glanced at the reporter standing beside Song Xinfei's bedside, and his brows furrowed inaudibly.

Immediately, it was back to normal.

"Thank you Mr. Yi for your concern, I'm fine......" Song Xinfei was shocked when she saw the old waiter, and hurriedly signaled to the little reporter to let him leave first.

The little reporter is also a shrewd person, knowing that the timing is not right, he hurriedly smiled.

"Thank you, Miss Song, for raising your noble hand, then I won't disturb your rest, this is my phone, if you are willing to be interviewed, you are welcome to contact me at any time."

The young reporter wrote down his phone number on the hospital's notepad and hurriedly exited the ward.

"Journalists?" The old waiter looked at the back of the man leaving, his eyes flickering slightly.

"Yes, yes, the reporter who slipped into the VIP ward and wanted to take a secret photo, and he didn't know what was going on with the hospital's security, so he actually let him sneak in, but I saw that it was not easy for them to do this, thinking that he didn't take any photos, so forget it."

Song Xinfei looked at the suspicious old waiter, and hurriedly explained casually.

"Miss Song is still so kind." The old waiter said, carrying the things in his hand, and walked towards the bed.

As he put things on the table next to the bed, he glanced at the phone number written in his notebook with a feigned inadvertentness.

Then, he raised his eyes and looked at Song Xinfei.

"Since Miss Song is not feeling well, then I won't bother, you can rest well."

"Wait a minute!" Hearing that the old waiter was about to leave so soon, Song Xinfei sat up anxiously, "Mr. Yi, he ...... Still care about me? ”

Her eyes fell on the expensive supplements on the table, and a glimmer of hope rose in her heart.

Yi Haiyin can send people around him to see her, does it mean that in his heart, he actually still cares about her.

It's just that because of the relationship with Yan Chengchi, it's not good to protect her directly.

"What Miss Song said, of course Mr. Yi cares about your body, otherwise he wouldn't have let me come over to visit." The old waiter replied in twos and twos.

"Then why didn't he come himself?" Song Xinfei was anxious and blurted out.

When the words fell, he caught a glimpse of the old waiter's not very good-looking look, and hurriedly explained.

"I mean, I'd love to see him, there are too many rumors out there right now, and I'm worried that if I explain it to Mr. Yi in person, he will misunderstand." Song Xinfei's eyes were red, and she tried hard to squeeze out two tears.

"I really want to see Mr. Yi, can you please convey my thoughts to Mr. Yi?"

"I will." The old waiter bowed slightly, and turned to leave.

As soon as the figure of the old waiter disappeared, Song Xinfei's face immediately changed, and she turned her head to look at the agent beside her.

"What are you still doing? Hurry up and contact that little reporter just now! Find a safe place and change the video back with him! ”

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Outside the hospital.

The old waiter had just taken a few steps in the direction of the parking lot when he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure walking past him.

When I looked closely, it was the reporter I saw in Song Xinfei's ward just now.

In his mind, the words he heard when he first walked to the door of the ward flashed, "Don't worry, as long as I receive the money, I will hand over the video to you immediately." ”

Video, what will it be?

The old waiter's eyes flashed and he followed!