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"No, I'm buying you breakfast!" Song Yan quickly explained, and then asked, "Boss Su, do you like millet porridge?"

"It's all right." Su Xing replied gently.

Song Yan bought millet porridge, buns and steamed dumplings, and brought several bags into the ward.

Su Xing leaned on the bed, as if he had washed and washed, feeling refreshed.The sunlight slanted in through the window and projected on half of his body, making him look extraordinarily white and beautiful.

Song Yan blinked his eyes, wondering if it was because he recognized him, why did he feel that he seemed to be much less arrogant than usual?
"Evidently there is a kitchen, but you still have to go out to buy it. The ones outside are healthier?" He said with a straight face.

Huh... It really is an illusion, how can this person be approachable?His coldness comes from the bottom of his bones.It's just that he didn't seem to be like this when he was seventeen or eighteen...

No, maybe it's the same. During those four hours, didn't he say a word to her? She spoke dryly, and he didn't respond to him in a daze.
"Why, emotional?" Seeing Song Yan standing there in a daze, his face darkened and he raised his voice.

"Ah? Oh, no emotions, no emotions, how dare I?" Song Yan recovered from his own thoughts, waved his hands repeatedly to explain, and showed a naive smile.

She hurried into the kitchen with the takeaway box, poured the millet porridge she bought into a bowl, put all kinds of buns and fried dumplings on a plate, and brought them to his bed.

He didn't move, Song Yan looked at him in surprise, he looked a little angry: "Do you think I can eat like this?"

Only then did Song Yan realize that with his entire right arm hanging, he would not have a hand to eat.

Laughing, she picked up the spoon: "President Su, if you don't mind, let me feed you, okay?"

"I hate it," he said.

Song Yan was a little embarrassed, this person——

"But what can I do?" He continued, looking helpless.

Song Yan pouted, this man was always so stubborn, she didn't care about him, took a spoonful of millet porridge, blew it carefully and handed it to his mouth.

He lowered his head and drank it, and murmured, "That steamed dumpling looks good."

Song Yan hurriedly picked up the steamed dumplings and handed them to his mouth, he opened his mouth to take a bite.

One mouthful of steamed dumplings and one mouthful of porridge. When the millet porridge reached the bottom of the bowl, hurried footsteps sounded, and then a white figure pushed the door and walked in.

"Oh!" When the visitor saw Song Yan holding the bowl, he was stunned and called out, "Luhan?"

Song Yan put down the bowl and smiled at Sun Fushang: "Are you here?"

Sun Fushang looked at her, then at Su Xing, and asked, "Did you guard him here last night?"

"Yes, Mr. Su blocked the bullet for me, I should take care of him—"

"It's getting late, don't be late for work, take away what you haven't finished eating." She was interrupted by Su Xing before she finished speaking.

This is bang her away, bang if you say bang, you really are merciless!This man was so ruthless that he didn't even let her have breakfast here before leaving.

A little angry in her heart, she didn't say anything, she went into the kitchen angrily, packed her things, turned around and went out.

Sun Fushang watched Song Yan's figure disappear at the door, folded his arms with great interest and turned to look at Su Xing: "Why are you rushing him away, anyway, he took care of you for a night, okay? "

Su Xing pursed his lips and asked, "Why are you here?"

"My friend is injured and is still living in my hospital. Can I not come and see?" Sun Fushang said with a smile, walked over, put his big face in front of Su Xing and frowned carefully.

Su Xing frowned, and pushed away in disgust: "What are you looking at!"

"I think you look good." He frowned. "Why, can a gunshot wound help you sleep?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Su Xing scolded.

Sun Fushang smiled: "As long as you sleep well, you will look good and feel good. I think you slept well last night. It stands to reason that the gunshot wound will hurt, and it will only make your sleep worse. Okay, but now it seems that the gunshot wound seems to help sleep, um... In your case, should I record it so that I can study it later. "

"Stop beeping." Su Xing's mouth twitched, cursing a little rudely.

Sun Fushang shook his head and brought Zhang Baijing's big face closer again, winking: "Maybe it's not a gunshot wound, but a woman's tenderness?"

Su Xing slapped him, and he swiftly backed away, with a bitter face of grievance: "Are you really hitting?"

"Get out!" Su Xing reprimanded lightly, picked up the tissue box on the table and threw it at him.

Sun Fushang reached out to catch the tissue box, walked quickly to the door, and turned to look at him: "Don't you think that Qin Luhan is a bit special to you?"

Su Xing picked up the phone as if to smash it, he stuck out his tongue and went out.

Song Yan sat on the bench in front of the hospital and ate the rest of his breakfast, then took the subway to work.

It's been a night, it seems like a month has passed, and it's thrilling, comparable to a TV series!
Colleagues were very surprised by the injury on her hand. She only casually said that she was hurt by cutting vegetables, and she didn't want to say anything else.

Seeing that there was not much work, she asked for leave in the afternoon. She wanted to go home to rest first, then go to see Yu Yiming, and then go to Su Xing's place to "stand by".

Who told me to owe others? If they don't tell her not to let her go, she still has to take the initiative.

When they got home, Shao Yujia grabbed her and shouted in a fuss: "Oh, Luhan, why did your hand hurt? You stayed at a colleague's house for one night, and you hurt your hand!"

Last night, she was afraid that she would not go back home, and her mother was worried. She called her mother in advance and said that she might drink some wine when she went out to dinner with her colleagues. If she drank too late, she would stay at the colleague's house.

Song Yan withdrew his hand and said with a smile, "The glass bottle was broken and scratched accidentally, it's fine."

"You can't get wet these days!" Shao Yujia said after her.

Haohao ran out of the room when he heard the movement, and when he saw Song Yan, he immediately showed a bright smile, opened his arms and called "Mom" and ran over.

Song Yan picked him up, rubbed and kissed him, and the mother and son kissed each other for a long time before finally stopping.

After taking a break, she entrusted Haohao to Lin Xuehui and her mother, and she went to the hospital to visit Yu Yiming.

Yu Yiming is in good spirits and is recovering well. It is said that he will be discharged from the hospital after two days of observation.

He asked about Chen Jingbo, and Song Yan told him that Chen Jingbo had been arrested, and now he was in the detention center, except for the hostage-taking and police guns, and the bad things he had done before were all being investigated step by step.

"On the first clause, his punishment will not be light, and now he deserves it." Yu Yiming said with satisfaction from the perspective of a lawyer.

Song Yan followed suit and nodded. So far, the biggest stone in his heart has finally landed.

After leaving Yu Yiming, Song Yan went to Sacred Heart Hospital.

The Sacred Heart Hospital is a bit far from here, and she received a call from Su Xing as soon as she got on the subway: "I heard you asked for leave this afternoon?"