She is secretly married to Dr. Lu

Song Yiheng frowned fiercely, "You think this is what I care about?"

Shen Jiamian stared at her, blinked her big eyes innocently, subconsciously tightened the quilt with her fingers.

It's over, he seems to be even angrier!

Song Yiheng was annoyed by her reaction, "What's your reaction? Can I still eat you?"

Shen Jiamian was about to cry. She just woke up and didn't fully wake up when she was scolded by Song Yiheng. God knows how panicked she was!

She stared at him helplessly, and finally said bravely: "I, I apologize to you, I lost your supper, and made you come to the hospital in the middle of the night, I know I am in trouble, I will try not to Please, so don't be angry..."

Song Yiheng: "..."

This elm head is really helpless!
Song Yiheng simply didn't continue this topic with her, and glanced at the IV, "Go and call the nurse to come and pull out the needle."

Liu Yu nodded immediately: "Yes."

Soon, the nurse on duty came to help Shen Jiamian pull out the needle, and told almost to take care of her body when she went home.

Liu Yu followed the nurse to go through the procedure to get the medicine, only Shen Jiamian and Song Yiheng were left in the room.

The atmosphere was inexplicably weird.

Shen Jiamian put on her shoes, and sat on the edge of the bed blankly, while Song Yiheng sat opposite her, staring at her without saying a word.

At first, Shen Jiamian could pretend to be stupid, looking around, pretending not to notice, but as the time passed, she couldn't bear it any longer.

Although Song Yiheng was wearing a mask, when those deep eyes focused on people, she couldn't resist it!
Sharp and deep, she couldn't guess his thoughts, but she knew that this man was looking at her, and there was even a bit of aggression in his eyes, but this kind of aggression was completely different from Song Jinchen's aggression when he looked at him in the afternoon!
Moreover, she doesn't seem to hate being looked at by him like this at all...

Realizing her own thoughts, Shen Jiamian was startled, stood up hastily, touched her nose in embarrassment, and said with a dry smile, "Well, I'm going to the bathroom."

Song Yiheng gave a faint 'hmm'.

The bathroom door was closed, Shen Jiamian patted her face vigorously, looking at herself in the mirror with reddish cheeks, she raised her hand to caress her heart to calm her chaotic heartbeat.

"No, Shen Jiamian, you have to calm down. How could this man be interested in you? The most he can do is sympathize with you. Be rational and stay rational!"

She turned on the faucet while brainwashing herself.

……

Liu Yu came back after completing the formalities, still carrying a bag of medicine in his hand.

Song Yiheng frowned when he saw the bag of medicine, "Tell Han Xiujin to arrange an easier department for her."

"understood."

The bathroom door opened at this moment, Shen Jiamian came out, looked at the list and medicine in Liu Yu's hand, and said politely: "Liu Tezhu, I'm sorry to trouble you, thank you."

Liu Yu smiled faintly: "Young Madam, you are welcome, this is what I should do."

Song Yiheng looked at her: "Let's go, go home."

"Oh!" Shen Jiamian immediately walked over to push the wheelchair for Song Yiheng, but Liu Yu smiled and said that it would be good for him to come, so she gave up.

Coming out of the hospital, when getting into the car, Shen Jiamian opened the rear door first, Song Yiheng borrowed his strength to get into the car, and Shen Jiamian followed closely behind.

Liu Yu put the wheelchair into the rear compartment, got on the driver's seat, and started the car.

"Go straight back to the apartment."

Liu Yu was taken aback, and looked at Song Yiheng through the rearview mirror: "Master..."

"Wherever I live in the future, she will live."

Shen Jiamian was taken aback for a moment, then turned to look at Song Yiheng blankly.

Even though Liu Yu wanted to persuade him with thousands of words, but because of Shen Jiamian's presence, he could only endure it. "Yes, I understand."

The black Bentley drove to the apartment. In the car, Shen Jiamian couldn't bear curiosity, and asked in a low voice: "Why did you suddenly let me live with you?"

Song Yiheng turned his head sideways, stared at her dazed little face with dark eyes, and smiled slightly: "Why? You don't want to?"

"No!" She shook her head hastily to explain, "I just think I'm so stupid and always get you into trouble, you probably hate me..."

"It's quite troublesome." Song Yiheng said, suddenly raised his hand and gently pinched her cheek, it was softer than expected, and it felt very good!
She stared at him blankly, and blinked cutely, which made the smile on his mouth deepen. "So, it's better to keep it by your side and watch it."

"So you want me to live with you because you are afraid that I will cause trouble for you?" Shen Jiamian's tone was a bit dull, and she felt that this answer was a bit hurtful...

Song Yiheng stared at her disappointed little face, and couldn't help but chuckled, "You seem very disappointed?"

"It's a bit... No! No! You don't dislike me and are willing to take me in. I'm too happy to be happy, how can I be disappointed!"

Almost uttering what was in her heart, she was so frightened that she stared and frowned, and the way she danced and said flattery seemed a little funny.

And she really can't tell a lie, she blush every time she tells a lie, typical of not telling herself!
Song Yiheng looked at her naive look, and his depressed mood became clearer.

Sure enough, it was right to keep her by my side.

……

This night, Shen Jiamian still slept in the second bedroom, Song Yiheng did what he said, and really didn't intend to force her.

Before going to bed, Liu Yu gave her an incense pot, saying that it was the calming incense that Song Yiheng brought back from abroad, which could help her sleep.

"The young master has already told the hospital that the young lady will rest in peace for the next three days."

Shen Jiamian didn't know until the last time she was hospitalized that their vice president, Han Xiujin, and Song Yiheng were close friends. Although she felt that it was not good for her to rely on her relationship to receive special care, she dared not refute Song Yiheng's decision.

She bent her big eyes, "I see, it's getting late, Liu Tezhu, you should go to rest too."

"Yes."

After Liu Yu went out, Shen Jiamian lay on the bed, smelling the smell of incense, and soon fell asleep.

……

In the study room, the atmosphere was a bit depressing.

Looking at the man sitting at the desk, Liu Yu wanted to speak, but dared not.

Of course Song Yiheng knew what Liu Yu was going to say, and he had been waiting for Liu Yu to speak.

It's just that Liu Yu has been in for more than 10 minutes, but he hasn't said a word for a long time.

Song Yiheng asked him, "Why didn't you persuade me?"

"Liu Yu dare not."

"Don't you dare, or are you actually guilty?" Song Yiheng looked at him, saw that he lowered his head even lower, and couldn't help chuckling: "Liu Yu, how long have you been with me?"

Liu Yu immediately replied: "This is the tenth year."

"Hmm..." Song Yiheng nodded, and tapped his slender fingers on the table, "So strictly speaking, you should have a certain grasp and understanding of my style of conduct."

Liu Yu didn't speak this time, but his brows frowned even tighter.

"What I should do, I will definitely do it, but she, I won't let go again, if you think it's wrong, you can tell her."

"Liu Yu won't tell the third lady!"

"Why?" Song Yiheng looked at Liu Yu, his eyes darkened suddenly: "Don't you think her existence threatens our plan?"

Liu Yu knelt down immediately, with sweat on his forehead, and his tone was very firm: "Don't worry! No matter what decision you make, I will always follow you. The third lady, without your permission, I will never disclose half of Miss Shen's information !"

Song Yiheng stared at him, his eyes were still cold. "Liu Yu, I will trust you for the last time. From now on, she is my principle, my bottom line, remember?"

"Liu Yu remembered!"

"Get up." Song Yiheng raised his hand and pinched the center of his brows, "Transfer Xiaoqing over tomorrow."

Liu Yugang stood up, and when he heard this, he showed a worried expression again. "However, with more people, the secrets of your body will be easily exposed..."

"If Xiaoqing is trained well, she is a useful person. You can do this job."

Liu Yu then nodded: "Understood!"

……

Probably because of the incense, Shen Jiamian slept soundly that night, and even overslept. When she woke up, it was already nine o'clock!
She screamed in fright, got out of bed in a panic, rushed into the bathroom to wash up quickly, and hurried downstairs without changing her pajamas.

When I went downstairs, I saw Song Yiheng sitting on the sofa in the living room, flipping through a magazine in his hand.

"Sorry sorry, I overslept, I'm going to make breakfast now!"

"No, Xiaoqing has already prepared breakfast."

Shen Jiamian was taken aback, "Xiaoqing?"

Song Yiheng put the magazine aside, then turned to look at her. "Come here and give me a hand."

Shen Jiamian hurried over and supported his arm, Song Yiheng moved a few steps and sat on the wheelchair.

In fact, she had discovered from the first night that Song Yiheng's legs were not completely immobile. Being able to barely move his legs like this meant that he was still conscious, right?
She didn't dare to ask before because she felt that she was not qualified, but now that he is willing to accept her, as a wife, she also wants to care more about him. "Your leg……"

Song Yiheng looked at her concerned eyes, and said with a faint smile, "I have received regular treatment abroad, which is better than five years ago. If I'm lucky, I should still be able to stand up and walk one day."

"Really!" Shen Jiamian looked at him in surprise, and unconsciously held his hand with her small hand, "I just said that you are such a good person, God will not be willing to let you sit in a wheelchair for the rest of your life!"

Seeing her excited look, Song Yiheng couldn't help but smile: "Are you so happy that I can stand up?"

"Of course I'm happy, it's so inconvenient to sit in a wheelchair, and now that you can walk, you can go to many interesting places by yourself!"

Song Yiheng raised the hand that was held by her, moved closer to her, and shook it, "Why do I feel that you can't wait to see me stand up? Why, you are still worried that my legs will not work, which will affect our married life?"

"!!" Shen Jiamian suddenly withdrew her hand, her face flushed instantly, her eyes blinked, "You, what are you talking about... I don't think that way, I just hope you have a good life..."

Song Yiheng likes to see her blushing and shy, she is cute and pitiful, so rare!

But thinking of Song Jinchen, he suppressed his smile a little, and said in a serious tone: "You have to keep the fact that my legs are getting better, and no one can tell."

Shen Jiamian frowned suspiciously, "Why?"

Song Yiheng frowned, and suddenly held her hand lightly, using some strength.

Shen Jiamian looked down at the hand that was being held, and then looked up at him, and found that his eyes were different from just now. There was a certain emotion suppressed in those eyes, which was very deep and deep, and she couldn't quite understand it.

"What's wrong with you?" She asked him cautiously, "Did I say something wrong?"

"No," Song Yiheng gently touched her head with his other hand. "Let me ask you, if being my wife will face many dangers that you can't foresee, are you afraid?"