Why do you still need to roll up after being reborn?

The hot feeling on her forehead showed that the fever was coming fiercely. Jiang Yan could only say yes when talking to her. It was obvious that she was confused by the fever.

Jiang Yan didn't dare to delay, coaxed her to drink a glass of water, and then carried her downstairs.

After the exam ended today, he thought she had followed Xie Yanhai back to Jianghai Town. This was what he had agreed to before. He would also go back tomorrow to take graduation photos with his classmates from Jianghai Middle School.

So why are the people who were supposed to go back here?

His intuition was related to Song Xiwen.

Jiang Yan was tall and had no trouble carrying Song Jiawen on his back. He walked out of the community without any delay, then walked quickly along the alley to the road outside. He was about to wave to stop the car when suddenly a black car drove up. in front of him.

A young man opened the car door and walked out of the driver's seat. He walked quickly to him and asked urgently, "What's wrong with our fourth lady?"

You fourth lady?

Who are you?

When Jiang Yan saw that he had finished speaking, he wanted to take Song Jiawen from his back, but quickly stopped him, "Stop it and retreat!"

Saturday said displeasedly, "This classmate."

"I don't care who you are, if you really want to help, drive us to the hospital first."

Jiang Yan could probably guess that it was Song Jiawen's family who came here, but before she admitted it, he couldn't just hand her over, especially since she was still sick.

As for riding with him, what are you afraid of?

When Saturday opened the rear door, the two of them helped Song Jiawen sit in, and Jiang Yan took the opportunity to sit next to her.

Saturday glanced at the two people sitting next to each other and opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say a word.

The car quickly arrived at Yunzhou Second People's Hospital. Jiang Yan carried Song Jiawen on his back and rushed to the emergency room without saying a word.

When she parked her car and came over on Saturday, Song Jiawen's hands were all pricked with needles and were dripping with water.

"I have already informed our Third Young Master, he will be here soon."

Saturday looked at Miss Fourth's head resting on the boy's shoulder, imagining how Yu Ci would dance when she came over.

He shouldn't be able to bear the thought of his sister being snatched away by a wolf as soon as he found her.

Today Yu Ci personally went to Yunfeng County and the dean named Chen was raped to the end.

When he came back, he also went to Jianglin Village, but he didn't know if he saw the couple named Song.

I heard that they treated the Fourth Miss very badly.

Saturday found a seat next to him and sat down, and Jiang Yan and Jiang Yan stared at the water in the pipe falling drop by drop. They felt strange that this boy could hold his own, and he was not curious about their fourth lady. Life experience, don't try to ask him anything.

Of course, he wouldn't tell me even if I asked.

Halfway through the preparation of the salt water, close to ten o'clock, there was a rush of footsteps outside the emergency room.

Seeing the person coming, Saturday hurriedly stood up and said, "Third Young Master."

Yuci was sweating from running away, staring at the bottle in Song Jiawen's hand and asking, "What's going on?"

Saturday said nothing and turned to look at Jiang Yan.

"fever."

Two concise words.

Yu Ci took a breath and then walked to the seat on the other side of Song Jiawen and sat down.

He looked at Jiang Yan and asked, "Boy, what's your name?"

"Jiang Yan."

Two words again, very good.

Yuci nodded and reached out to take Song Jiawen over, "Give it to me, I'm her brother."

Jiang Yan could tell that Yu Ci's face was at least somewhat similar to Song Jiawen's, especially the shape of the nose, which was almost exactly the same.

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"Brother, you should wait and touch her later. It will be over soon, so why wake her up again."

As Jiang Yan spoke, he gestured for Yu Ci to look down. Song Jiawen's head was leaning on Jiang Yan's shoulder, and the lower hand was still tightly grasping the hem of his clothes, which was wrinkled by her grip.

Yu Ci curled her lips unhappily, seeing that Jiang Yan was ordinary-looking, with nothing beautiful about his body, and he didn't know what his sister saw in him.

After all, he is young and easily deceived.

He wanted to ask Jiang Yan a few words, but when he saw Xiao Si frowning slightly, he shut up.

Ten minutes later, after the saline injection was finished, the nurse came over and pulled out the needle, and took a thermometer to measure again. After seeing that the fever was gone, they were allowed to leave.

At this time, Song Jiawen finally woke up.

After burning like this, I was sweating all over, and since I hadn't eaten dinner, my steps were a little sloppy at this time.

"Are you hungry?"

Jiang Yan allowed her to pull his clothes and stand up, stretching one side of his collar wide, almost exposing half of his shoulders.

He helplessly stretched out his hand to support her, ignoring the eager eyes on the side.

"Ah."

"There is a restaurant open in front of the hospital, let's go have something to eat."

He held Song Jiawen in his arms and walked out, with Yuci following him. He tried to interrupt several times but didn't know what to say. It just felt like everything he said was a bit abrupt.

Finally, the three of them sat down at a porridge shop, and Jiang Yan went to get her rice porridge and two side dishes.

Song Jiawen didn't choose, just gave her whatever she wanted to eat.

It's just that he didn't pay much attention to Yu Ci throughout the whole process.

Seeing that the porridge was almost finished, Yuci couldn't help but say, "Xiao Si."

He only called out his name, and Song Jiawen's hand holding the spoon couldn't help shaking.

Yu Ci sighed when he saw this. He took out his wallet from his trouser pocket, opened it and pulled out a photo, pushing it in front of Song Jiawen, "This is our family's family photo. You were two months and three years old when you left. Let the eldest brother hold you wherever you go. Look, this is the eldest brother, these are me and the second brother, this is dad, and this is mom."

After more than ten years of baptism, this colorful family portrait has turned a little yellow, and some of the colors on the surface have faded, but even so, everyone in it is still clearly and vividly presented in front of Song Jiawen.

Jiang Yan sat next to her and looked down at the white dumpling who was more than two years old and less than three years old. Her short, ear-length hair covered her delicate, doll-like smiling face, and her eyes were like black grapes, black and bright.The dimple on the left cheek is looming, looking very cute.

I remember when I was a kid, I went back to my grandma's house and it was like this when I met Song Jiawen for the first time.

Where are the three brothers?

No wonder she signed her paintings Xiaosi, she is really the fourth child in the family.

Jiang Yan turned to look at Song Jiawen, and saw that her eyes passed over everyone in the photo one by one, and finally landed on the woman holding her.

"This is the last family photo taken at home in these years. It hasn't been taken since you disappeared."

Without one person, the meaning of "family" was lost. Not only did their mother disagree, but even the eldest brother was unwilling to take pictures.

"I told my elder brother that I found you, and he is on his way over. It's mom, she's still in the hospital."

Yu Ci looked at Song Jiawen. In fact, he wanted her to go to Kyoto with him. Although Mu Chenyan had not had any serious illnesses in recent years, he had been suffering from minor illnesses. Coupled with mental problems, his body was severely damaged and he was really not suitable for traveling far away.

But after he said so much, Xiaosi's face showed no expression at all, making him unable to figure out what she was thinking.

I’ve deleted it, I’ve modified it, I’ve deleted it, this chapter isn’t very well written, I’m sorry!