Take a good cub to set up a daughter-in-law

It's not very convenient for Song Liyuan to move around now, so Zhuo Yichen came to pick her up when she got off work, and they went to the hospital together by the way.

"How's the matter?" Zhuo Yichen asked while supporting Song Liyuan as he walked in the corridor of the hospital.

"Yaran's studio won't be destroyed by me, don't worry." Song Liyuan said confidently.

When the two came to the ward, they saw Mu Hanxuan opening the door to enter.

"Mu Hanxuan came here so early, by the way, where is Yang Yang? I haven't seen him these days." Song Liyuan hasn't seen Zhuo Ziyang for a few days.

"In the ward, the time to see Ranran is different from yours."

When he entered the ward, he happened to see Qiao Ruofeng finished examining Qin Yaran.

"No problem, just stare at her to wake up." Qiao Ruofeng saw Song Liyuan's first sentence was this, because he knew that Song Liyuan and himself also asked Qin Yaran how the situation was.

"Very smart." Song Liyuan laughed with satisfaction after hearing this.

Qiao Ruofeng stepped forward to help Song Liyuan to sit down quickly, and said "thank you" to Zhuo Yichen who was beside him.

Zhuo Yichen nodded, and sat next to Zhuo Ziyang, Zhuo Ziyang was now guarding Qin Yaran's bed and doing his homework seriously.

"Father, what did you say that mom has nothing to do, and she still can't wake up?" Zhuo Ziyang stopped the pen in his hand and asked after seeing Zhuo Yichen sitting down.

"I'll wake up, talk to mom more." Zhuo Yichen rubbed Zhuo Ziyang's head.

Mu Hanxuan saw that Zhuo Yichen had also come over, and after replacing the flowers in the vase in the ward with new ones, he sat next to Song Liyuan.

"You're here too, how is Xia Zhien's side?" Song Liyuan glanced at Mu Hanxuan.

Mu Hanxuan put his hands behind his head, leaned against the wall and said slowly: "There is no hope."

"Your rumored girlfriend is no good. I heard that she is going to be given up by her manager. I don't know why. It's a bit miserable." Song Liyuan's words on the surface were a little sympathetic, but in fact they were just sympathetic.

"I still have work, so I'll leave first, Hanxuan, look at A Li, don't let her run around." Qiao Ruofeng patted Song Liyuan's hand and left the ward.

The ward Qin Yaran was in was a VIP ward, with one bedroom, one living room and one bathroom. Zhuo Yichen's family of three were in the room, and Song Liyuan and Mu Hanxuan were sitting on the sofa in the living room chatting.

"Don't talk about her, this matter also involves your studio, is it okay? Can you handle it?" Mu Hanxuan was a little worried looking at Song Liyuan's body.

Song Liyuan touched her stomach and smiled: "What's the matter, but only during the period when Ranran was in a coma, did I know how difficult it is to manage a studio. It's really hard work for her."

"It's not bad for you to have this awareness, how is your body?"

"It's okay, thanks to my usual exercise, otherwise I would not be able to walk now with this little thing in my arms." Song Liyuan felt a little embarrassed.

Mu Hanxuan smiled without saying a word.

"Let me ask you, but the aftereffects of the car accident are really so severe? You have been in a coma for almost a week." Song Liyuan suddenly became serious.

Mu Hanxuan glanced at Song Liyuan, avoiding her gaze: "Well, after all, it hurt my brain at that time."

"Why did such obvious aftereffects appear after so many years? Also, what did Ranran experience before? Why doesn't she remember at all? You and Ranran are childhood sweethearts, I think you must know." Song Liyuan He looked at Mu Hanxuan with a serious expression.

Facing Song Liyuan's long series of questions and doubts, Mu Hanxuan would not know what to make up to prevaricate for a while, and he hesitated a bit.

"Why don't you talk?" Song Liyuan tilted her head and looked at Mu Hanxuan.

"Mom! Mom, you are awake! Godmother! Mom is awake!"

Suddenly Zhuo Ziyang's excited voice came from the room, hearing that Qin Yaran had woken up, Song Liyuan didn't want to continue asking, and pinched Mu Hanxuan.

"Hurry up and help me up, I'm going to see Ranran."

Mu Hanxuan breathed a sigh of relief, Qin Yaran really woke up in time, and quickly helped Song Liyuan into the room to see Qin Yaran.

Zhuo Yichen slowly helped Qin Yaran to sit up, he was tired after lying down for so long, but Qin Yaran's face was expressionless, a little dull.

"Of course! You finally woke up, woo woo woo, you're going to kill me." Song Liyuan strode forward, and Zhuo Yichen gave her a seat.

"Well, I want to talk to Ah Li, can you go out first?" Song Liyuan smiled slightly, looked at everyone and said.

"Huh?" Song Liyuan was a little confused.

Seeing Qin Yaran's appearance, Mu Hanxuan felt that something was wrong, and touched his nose: "I'll call Old Qiao over."

"Okay." Zhuo Yichen looked at Girl Qin hesitated to speak, took Zhuo Ziyang and left the room first, went to sit in the living room.

Zhuo Ziyang sat on the sofa and kept looking at the room, asking Zhuo Yichen: "Why does mom wake up in such a strange way this time? Dad, is it possible that mom's memory has recovered a bit?"

Standing by the window, Zhuo Yichen was also a little worried: "I don't know."

"They all went out, but what happened? Is there anything you want to tell me? Are you hungry?" Song Liyuan sat on the chair and held Qin Yaran's hand.

"A Li, I had a very real dream. In the dream, I was pregnant with a child, but for some reason, the child died, and it died in my hands. It was bloody." Qin Yaran spoke slowly. , looking at his hands in horror, his pupils dilated.

Song Liyuan was taken aback by Qin Yaran's appearance, and was a little shocked: "Of course, it might just be a dream, it's fake, don't believe it."

"I also dreamed of a man who was very similar to Yichen, chasing me, chasing me all the time, insulting me, mocking me, and abusing me with all kinds of dirty words, it was a maze, I would walk no matter what Can't come out, can't get out." The more Qin Yaran said, the more empty her eyes became.

Song Liyuan supported the chair and sat on the hospital bed, and hugged Qin Yaran into her arms: "What nonsense are you talking about, idiot, it's all a dream, how long have you and Zhuo Yichen known each other?"

"But it's very real. I remember every wound around me clearly. I seem to have fallen down the stairs of Yichen's house, and blood gushed out." Qin Yaran covered her head with nothing The tone of emotion speaks.

The more Qin Yaran said this, the more Song Liyuan felt that she was scary now, talking nonsense.

"It's okay, it's fake, you don't have me in your dreams, so it's all fake, don't think about it, okay? I'll sing you a song, our favorite one." Song Liyuan said lightly. Gently stroking Qin Yaran's head, she began to sing softly.