After Zhou Qichuan closed the car door, he turned his head sideways and looked at her steadily.

Seeing that there were tears on her face, but her expression was the shame and embarrassment that she had never felt when facing him, Zhou Qichuan's mood was even better.

He reached over, grabbed her hand, and raised his other hand to hold half of her little face, causing her to turn her head and look at him.

"Scared?" Looking at her, Zhou Qichuan's eyes were full of tenderness and pity that he had never had before, as well as seriousness.

Song Zhiyuan tried to control his emotions and lifted his eyes to meet his gaze, but he couldn't control his breathing.

"My mom has an accident, can you take me to a nursing home?" She spoke, calmly, with a pleading.

"Absolutely." Zhou Qichuan saw her strong composure and the worry surging in her eyes, so he didn't say a word of nonsense.

In agreement, he pulled the seat belt with one hand and fastened it, then put down the handbrake of the car, held the steering wheel with one hand, stepped on the accelerator lightly, and immediately drove the car in the direction of the nursing home.

His other hand, which had been holding Song Zhiyuan's hand, did not let go.

Waiting for the car to drive out, Song Zhiyuan was weak, leaned back in the chair.

Since her father died and the Song family went bankrupt, for so many years, she has been like a hedgehog full of defense, and she has never let her guard down.

At this moment, feeling the continuous heat coming from Zhou Qichuan's palm, she finally put away the long thorns erected all over her body and completely let down her guard.

If she could, she would really like the peace and tranquility of the moment to last forever.

Probably really frightened, leaning back in the chair, unconsciously, Song Zhiyuan actually fell asleep.

However, when the car drove into the sanatorium and stopped, Zhou Qichuan was thinking about whether to wake her up, and Song Zhiyuan woke up by himself.

When she opened her eyelids and saw the environment outside the car window, her first reaction was to push the door and get out of the car.

It's just that when I raised my leg, one hand was dragged back by someone.

She turned her head suddenly, and instantly looked at Zhou Qichuan's deep and overflowing eyes full of gentle smiles.

He looked at her, took her hand and didn't let go, hooked his lips and said, "I'm wearing makeup, do you want to wipe it?" ”

Song Zhiyuan was stunned, and after reacting, he immediately opened the endoscope to look.

Sure enough, because of crying, her eye makeup was a little blurred, and the original light makeup became nondescript smoky makeup, which was ugly.

"Huh-"

Seeing her cute appearance of disgust with herself, Zhou Qichuan smiled.

Song Zhiyuan turned his head and glared at him fiercely, "Why didn't you say it earlier?" ”

Zhou Qichuan raised his eyebrows very innocently, and said profligately, "I think my wife looks good." ”

Song Zhiyuan, "......"

Seeing a pack of wet wipes on the central control position, she immediately pulled out the hand she had been holding by Zhou Qichuan, then took the tissue and wiped the makeup on her face in the mirror.

However, before she started wiping, her wrist was grabbed by Zhou Qichuan again.

He took the wrist she was about to remove her makeup with one hand, took the wet tissue in her hand with the other and said, "I'll help you." ”

As the words fell, he began to gently wipe the makeup off her face.

Song Zhiyuan looked at him for a few seconds, then closed his eyes and cooperated quietly.

At this moment, she couldn't tell what mood she was feeling.

But she knew that if Zhou Qichuan kept being so good to herself, maybe she wouldn't want to divorce him.

"What is this, why can't it be erased?" After wiping Song Zhiyuan's little face clean, seeing that she was still motionless with her eyes closed, as if she was enjoying it extraordinarily, Zhou Qichuan couldn't help but laugh, "Why don't you try some saliva?" ”

"Zhou Qichuan, you are not disgusting." Song Zhiyuan suddenly popped open his eyelids, glanced at him with disgust, slapped his hand away, then turned around and pushed the door straight to get out of the car, and strode towards his mother's hospital room.

Zhou Qichuan smiled crookedly, and also got out of the car.

When Song Zhiyuan arrived at the ward, Liu Mengyun had just been pushed back to the ward from the emergency room.

Because she was afraid that her emotions would get out of control again, the doctor injected her with diazepam and told her to sleep well first.

The doctor said that Liu Mengyun bit her tongue, her forehead was also broken, and she needed five stitches.

Looking at her pale and paper-like mother on the hospital bed, Song Zhiyuan was more angry than distressed.

She asked the caregiver who had shown her what kind of video to her mother.

The nurse said that a cleaner at the nursing home showed it to her mother, and that she did not know what the video was about.

"What about the cleaners?" Song Zhiyuan asked.

"It's already off work." The caregiver replied.

When Song Zhiyuan heard this, he was even more annoyed, and immediately took the nurse to the doctor's office.

She questioned the doctor why the doctors, nurses and nurses were not optimistic about her mother, and let people approach her mother again and again, even though her mother was a patient.

And, it's easy to let people go after an accident.

"Miss Song, you didn't say that, although your mother is a patient here, we have no right to stop her from communicating with anyone other than our doctors, nurses and nurses, and besides, it is impossible for us to keep an eye on her twenty-four hours a day, right?"

The doctor asked back very unkindly, and said, "I have also seen the video of the cleaner showing your mother, it is a random video on the Internet, I don't think there is anything wrong, it is your mother herself who is too sensitive, and she also injured the cleaner and the nurse, and the medical and mental loss of the cleaner and nurse must be compensated by you." ”

"Indemnification."

Just when Song Zhiyuan listened to the doctor's words and sneered angrily to refute, a low and cold voice came from the direction of the door.

Everyone was stunned and turned their heads to look.

"Tell me, how much is the total cost of compensation?"

Zhou Qichuan's dark eyes stared at the doctor lightly, clearly without emotion, but as if he had quenched ice, which made people shudder instantly at his sight.

The doctor looked at him, and immediately felt a chill in his heart, and immediately changed his face, and got up with a smile to greet him, "Mr. Zhou, you ...... How did you get here? ”

Zhou Qichuan leaned against the door frame with one hand, squinted at the doctor, and asked coldly, "What, I can't come?" ”

"No...... No, it's not! The doctor trembled with fright, "Please sit down, please sit down, if there is anything, you can tell me." ”

"Commanding you?" Zhou Qichuan raised his good-looking eyebrows, "No need." I would never tell a piece of waste to do things for me. ”

After the words fell, he looked at Song Zhiyuan, stretched out his hand to her, and said, "The cleaner has found it, do you want to go with me to ask about the situation?" ”

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