In the blink of an eye, Si Han returned to his usual gentle smile, "Then you are done looking now, are you ready to go home?"

"It's true that I want to go home, but I didn't find her." Song Runian looked a little disappointed, "She's gone."

"She was released on medical parole, and then slipped out of the window?" Si Han asked.

Song Runian nodded, and was about to answer when her eyes suddenly became surprised, "How do you know you slipped through the window?"

It was as if he had seen it with his own eyes.

Si Han raised his hand and scratched his head, with a very simple and honest look, "Haven't you ever eaten pork, haven't you seen a pig run away? Have you ever seen a criminal who was released on medical parole and no one was guarding the door of the ward, so if he could run away, It's just a window."

That being said, it makes sense.

Song Runian believed it, and nodded towards Si Han, "Yes, she just ran away from the window. The hospital is already looking for her, so I'll go home and wait for news."

After a pause, Song Runian looked at Sihan again, "Did you drive here by yourself, do you want me to drive you?"

In the middle of the night, Si Han's whole body was wet again, if he didn't go home quickly and change his clothes, he might catch a cold and have a fever.

Si Han shook his head, "My car is over there, I can drive by myself."

Song Runian didn't force it, she took out a handkerchief from her bag and handed it to Si Han, "Just wipe it off first."

Si Han took it and wiped it seriously.

Song Runian, on the other hand, planned to wait until he finished wiping the handkerchief before taking it away.

It wasn't that she felt sorry for the handkerchief, but that she was worried that Si Han would misunderstand him if the handkerchief was left in Si Han's hands.

After all, it's just a matter of concern among friends, it's not good to let Si Han think wildly.

While waiting, Song Runian discovered that the sewer manhole cover not far behind Si Han was gone.

All the water sprayed from the fire hydrant poured into it, almost converging into a small vortex.

It's too dangerous!

What if someone passes by here and doesn't see that the manhole cover is gone?

Thinking about it, Song Runian rolled up his sleeves and planned to go over to find the manhole cover.

"What are you doing?" Si Han stopped her, "Don't go over there."

There was a hint of sternness and order in his tone.

Hearing this, Song Ru Nian was confused, "I'll go find that manhole cover, or I can find something to block it, otherwise it will be very dangerous."

"I've already found someone, and I've placed a lot of branches at the bottom of the well, even if it falls, it won't hurt too much, don't worry," Si Han said.

Song Runian was still a little uneasy.

But before he could open his mouth, Si Han sneezed violently, and then his whole body shook, almost falling down.

Fortunately, Song Runian was quickly supported, and asked with great concern, "Are you okay?"

"I seem to be feeling a bit uncomfortable, Annie, I may have to trouble you to take me home." Si Han squeezed out an apologetic smile.

"Okay," Song Runian didn't bother to take care of the manhole cover, took the warning triangle from the trunk of the car and put it there, then helped Si Han to the back seat and rushed out.

After driving about 500 meters away, I remembered another thing.

"Si Han," Song Runian looked at Si Han lying on the car seat through the rearview mirror, "You've been in Xizhou for so long, I don't even know where you live."

So now driving forward, Song Runian has no direction at all.

Si Han said, "Just put me in a nearby hotel."

"Not going to your house?" Song Runian was surprised, "Are you afraid that I will know where you live?"

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