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

"You still know that forensic doctor?" Qin Yaran stared at Song Liyuan.

Song Liyuan smiled and looked at Qin Yaran with smug little eyes and said, "I know you, that's my old friend."

"Well, I heard you talking about her a few days ago, why is she dead now." Qin Yaran's mood was a little delicate and complicated.

"Life, the world is impermanent, but as long as you can do well." Song Liyuan snuggled into Qin Yaran's arms and rubbed against each other.

"Yes, I see." Qin Yaran patted Song Liyuan's head.

"Do you know what Hanxuan has been doing these days after Xia Zhien's accident?" Qin Yaran suddenly asked Song Liyuan.

Song Liyuan pouted and said: "I don't know, there is no news, I sent him a message, but he didn't reply me."

"I don't know if that stinky boy will secretly hide and feel sad. After all, we have been together for so long, and he has been tied up with cp, so he has some feelings, right?" Qin Yaran sighed and collapsed on the sofa, always feeling I feel depressed.

Song Liyuan fiddled with her hair, then picked up her phone and opened WeChat to take a look. Mu Hanxuan still didn't reply, so she held up the phone to Qin Yaran to see.

Qin Yaran nodded after seeing it: "Okay, I got it."

"By the way, what's going on? Why do you suddenly have a headache again when you're fine? Can you think of anything?" Song Liyuan looked up at Qin Yaran.

Qin Yaran looked into Song Liyuan's eyes, and suddenly remembered what Qiao Ruoyin said to herself that day, she seemed to know something, it was time to ask.

"When can I be discharged from the hospital? I've been here for more than half a month, and I'm in a good condition now, can I be discharged from the hospital?" Qin Yaran touched Song Liyuan's face, staring into her eyes and asked.

Song Liyuan turned away from looking at Qin Yaran, but Qin Yaran gently pinched her face and let her look at him.

"Oh, help me up first." Song Liyuan dodged her eyes, grabbed the sofa and remembered.

The corners of Qin Yaran's mouth rose slightly, and she gave a smirk: "Go and ask Qiao Ruofeng, tell me when you know the answer, and I'll help you up, otherwise you'll just lie in my arms."

"No, Qin Yaran, let me tell you that you will lose my best friend like this." Song Liyuan was a little anxious, and kept trying to prop herself up.

However, the baby who is approaching seven months is a bit difficult for Song Liyuan, who is 1.6 meters five and has a net weight of 83 catties.

Seeing Song Liyuan persevering after working so hard, Qin Yaran couldn't bear it, so she gave her a hand.

"Looking at you like this, I'm suddenly glad that I can't get pregnant, otherwise I would have worked so hard like you." Qin Yaran watched Song Liyuan sit up and wiped the sweat from her forehead, and said worriedly.

"Hmph, I don't blame you, I think you just want to torture me." Song Liyuan glared at Qin Yaran angrily.

"Okay, okay, hurry up and ask Qiao Ruofeng, I want to be discharged from the hospital, the more I stay here, the more uncomfortable I will be." Qin Yaran shook Song Liyuan's hand and said in a coquettish tone.

"Okay, okay, I'll give you an answer tomorrow." Song Liyuan didn't want Qin Yaran to stay in this ward forever.

At night, after Qin Yaran fell asleep, when Qiao Ruofeng came to pick Song Liyuan home, he saw Zhuo Yichen coming.

Ever since Qin Yaran didn't want to see them, Zhuo Yichen would come to accompany Qin Yaran every night in the living room of the ward, quietly guarding her, and tonight was no exception.

"Since you are here, Yichen, then I'll talk about it now." Song Liyuan looked into the ward and said while supporting her waist.

"Huh? Did something happen today?" Zhuo Yichen became serious and nervous when he heard that Song Liyuan had something to say.

Qiao Ruofeng helped Song Liyuan to sit down first, and asked, "What do you want to say?"

At this moment, Song Liyuan saw a familiar figure walking towards him carrying something not far from the corridor, it was Mu Hanxuan.

"Why are you crowding around the door? How is Yaran's situation now? There are so many things going on these days, so I don't have time to come and see her." Mu Hanxuan asked, looking at the three people gathered around the door.

"Hanxuan, are you here? But the situation has stabilized, but I don't want to talk to anyone other than me and Yangyang." Song Liyuan said helplessly.

The three of them looked at each other, and the atmosphere between them instantly became tense.

"What's the matter with you guys? Does it feel weird?" Song Liyuan realized something was wrong.

"No, it's nothing, didn't you just say you have something to tell us?" Qiao Ruofeng smiled and looked at Song Liyuan and shook his head and asked.

The more they tried to cover up what happened, the more fake their smiles became. Song Liyuan, who was careful, soon found out that something was wrong.

"No, about Ranran, are you hiding something from me? Tell me honestly, Qiao Ruofeng!" Song Liyuan looked at the three of them suspiciously, and shouted Qiao Ruofeng's name angrily.

"This is a hospital, don't be so loud, and we really have nothing to hide from you, it's getting late, please tell us what you want to tell us just now." Qiao Ruofeng looked at it calmly Song Liyuan said.

Seeing the stalemate in the scene, Mu Hanxuan followed Qiao Ruofeng's words and asked Song Liyuan: "What? What did you want to tell them just now? Is it related to Yaran?"

"Is it related to Ranran? What's wrong with Ranran?" Zhuo Yichen would become very concerned when he heard that something related to Qin Yaran.

Seeing Zhuo Yichen's caring expression, it didn't look like she was pretending, Song Liyuan thought about it and let it go, but sooner or later she will figure it out.

"Okay, let me trust you for now." Song Liyuan gave them a white look.

"Then tell me quickly." Zhuo Yichen's tone became a little anxious, and he looked at Song Liyuan with a frown.

Song Liyuan glared at Zhuo Yichen, looked at Mu Hanxuan and Qiao Ruofeng and said, "Ran Ran's situation is quite stable now, can I be discharged from the hospital, it may not get better if I stay in the hospital."

"What do you think, old Qiao?" Mu Hanxuan scratched his head and looked at Qiao Ruofeng.

Qiao Ruofeng pondered for a while, then glanced at Zhuo Yichen: "President Zhuo, what do you think?"

Zhuo Yichen glanced inside through the small glass window on the door, but there was no movement, his eyes drooped: "For her good, I can do anything."

"That means you can leave the hospital, right?"