After the flash marriage, it was discovered that her husband was the richest man

An Xin was sent to the hospital with a bad cold.

The fever was reduced by hanging water, and he was hospitalized for observation.

It took a total of three days in the hospital to get better.

Jiang Xin wanted to hire a nurse for her, but Mrs. Luo disagreed and took care of her herself.

An Xin refused with all her heart, but she didn't have the energy to do it. She had a high fever for the first two days.

On the third day, I finally regained some energy, and I was very embarrassed to sit on the head of the bed, "I'm really sorry, godmother, sister Xin, I wanted to take you out for fun, but..."

"What are you talking about, child? You are my daughter. Isn't it natural for a mother to take care of her daughter?" In Mrs. Luo's mind, a goddaughter is also a daughter!

In a word, An Xin was blocked back, and his heart was moved and softened.

Jiang Xin came in with a specially customized nutritious meal from the chef of the canteen of the hospital. Seeing the two talking and laughing, a smile appeared on their faces, "Xinbao's spirit seems to be much better."

The hospital on Hezhou Island is relatively small and there are no VIP rooms, but Jiang Xin still used his money to find an independent ward for An Xin.

"Well, Sister Xin, you and your godmother have worked hard these two days." An Xin's face was still sick and haggard, but she no longer struggled to speak like the previous two days.

Jiang Xin reached out and touched her forehead, "It's good if the fever subsides. The medical conditions here are limited. If we are in better spirits, why don't we leave the hospital and go back to Haicheng for treatment?"

It took three days for the fever to subside and it was completely suppressed. The anxious Mrs. Luo wanted to call Luo Huaixuan over.

"It's fine to leave the hospital. Don't stay in the hospital when you go back. I'll just go home and rest for two days." An Xin felt that the smell of disinfectant was overshadowed right now.

"How can I do that? If you are sick, you must treat it well. You can't hide the disease from the doctor, and leave the root of the disease later." Mrs. Luo opened the food box brought by Jiang Xin, brought out the porridge and side dishes, took a spoon and sat down. Beside the bed, ready to feed her, "Be obedient, don't you want to participate in some designer competition later? Going with illness will affect your performance."

An Xin thought about it, so she didn't say anything else, she just reached out to take the bowl, "Godmother, I'll eat by myself, you and Sister Xin have dinner too."

"Let me feed you, anyway, I'm not hungry right now." She has been feeding An Xin for the past two days, and no one knows how happy she is.

The precious daughter who was looking forward to it with great difficulty was lost before even looking at it, and the mother's love that was devoted to her daughter had nowhere to vent.After meeting An Xin, he felt that he had a special affinity with her, and he accepted her as his goddaughter because he wanted to love her as his own daughter.

It's a pity that An Xin is tough and independent by nature. Although she calls her godmother, she still has a distance from them in her heart, and she doesn't really treat them as a family.

But after this incident, she could clearly feel that An Xin was much closer to her.

So these two days, she really felt very happy.

Seeing Mrs. Luo's insistence on this, An Xin felt helpless. Two days ago, she had a high fever and her body was sore. She couldn't eat and had to be fed. But today she has recovered, so there is no reason for her to be fed by her godmother. .

Turning her head to ask Jiang Xin for help, the latter pursed her lips and smiled at her, "Just let mom feed you, if her mother's love that has no place to rest is not used on you, then I will be the one who 'suffered'."

The winking joke made An Xin dumbfounded, and at the same time, the feeling of being overwhelmed was relieved.

"Why, does my love suffocate you so much?" Mrs. Luo rolled her eyes, and the spoon in her hand automatically scooped up the porridge and brought it to An Xin's mouth.

An Xin opened her mouth obediently, and looked at Mrs. Luo with eyes full of admiration, "How can I be suffocated? I have no parents since I was a child, and I never knew what maternal love is like. Ever since I met my godmother, the part of maternal love that I have vacated , have been filled by you."

"Then what the mother feeds you will embarrass you."

An Xin couldn't laugh or cry, "But godmother, I'm already an adult!"

"In the eyes of mother, no matter how old you are, you are still children!"

An Xin, a 25-year-old child, could only open her mouth obediently, and let her feed herself a bowl of porridge one bite at a time.

After lunch, Jiang Xin cleaned up the dishes and washed them, while Mrs. Luo sat by the bed and peeled oranges for An Xin.

Even the white meridian has been cleaned and put in a small plate, handing it to An Xin, she couldn't help but sigh, "Godmother, sooner or later you will make me a big fat man."

"It's better to be fatter, fatter is blessed!"

The two were chatting, when suddenly someone knocked on the door.

An Xin raised her eyes, and saw a woman standing at the door carrying a fruit basket and holding flowers.

She was wearing a mask and a fisherman hat, with long curly hair hanging on her chest, and a soft white coat custom-made by Xiangjia. The orange sweater and light-colored woolen dress inside made her look very gentle.

The beautiful eyes were exposed, and when An Xin looked over, she immediately bent her eyes, "Miss An, I heard that you were sick and hospitalized, so I'll take a look."

""Miss Qiu is polite. "Even though she was fully armed, An Xin still recognized her at a glance.

Qiu Lingfei walked in, closed the door with his backhand, and then took off his mask.

"You got sick in the rain because you were looking for things for me. These are what I should do." As she spoke, she glanced at Mrs. Luo, who was sitting by the bed and didn't even give her a look from the beginning to the end, " Auntie, I have something to say to An Xin alone, I can trouble you..."

Mrs. Luo raised her eyes and glanced at her indifferently. Just as she was about to speak, her sleeves were pulled.

She turned her head and met An Xin's black and white eyes, "Godmother, my mouth is always bitter after a high fever, I kind of want to drink milk tea, can you help me tell Sister Xin to buy me a cup?" ?”

What this means is that he wants to have a private chat with Qiu Lingfei.

"You..." Mrs. Luo gave her an angry look, patted the back of her hand and got up, "Call me if you need anything."

An Xin nodded, watched Mrs. Luo leave, and then turned to Qiu Lingfei, "Miss Qiu, please sit down."

Qiu Lingfei sat down on the chair where Mrs. Luo was sitting just now, took an apple from the fruit basket she brought, and peeled it slowly.

At this moment, she didn't say anything.

An Xin was not in a hurry, she didn't open her mouth, she just lowered her eyes and ate oranges with peace of mind. .

The small plate in front of her was full of orange segments peeled by Mrs. Luo. If she ate slowly, it would be enough for her to eat for half an hour.

She didn't believe it, Qiu Lingfei could bear it better than her.

Sure enough, after Qiu Lingfei finished peeling an apple, she still didn't wait for An Xin to ask her what she wanted to say. She split the apple into two, handed half of it to An Xin, and then spoke slowly.

"Xiaoya should have come to Miss An, right? Did she tell you a lot about me?"

There was a smile in Qiu Lingfei's eyes. When he asked this question, his tone was warm and shallow, very kind.

To be honest, her tone of voice is a bit like An Xin's, both are soft and waxy, and she speaks softly.

It looks... very gentle and harmless.