Reborn as the group's favorite, becoming the favorite of the rich boss

"Ayu." Song Zhishu stepped forward and patted Song Zhiyu on the back, "Stay with her."

Song Zhiyu nodded, and just as he was about to lay the girl flat, the girl seemed to sense something and grabbed her fingers. Her movements were very gentle, but Song Zhiyu was unable to break free.

He bent down slightly, patted the girl's shoulder gently, and said softly, "I won't leave. I'll stay here with you."

Jiang Ci watched the interaction between the two and nudged Xie Xianqing with his elbow. Although it was not appropriate to say this in this situation, he could not help but say, "If he and I had not been brothers for many years, I would not believe that this gentle man in front of me is Song Zhiyu."

Xie Xianqing smiled and said, "Who said it wasn't true? It seems like he really failed."

"Ayu." Ji Shu stepped forward, looked at the girl who had calmed down on the bed, and said softly, "Don't worry, Miss Jiang will be fine."

Song Zhiyu lowered his head, and no one could see his expression. Song Zhiyu stood up straight and nodded slightly: "Aunt Ji, I'm sorry to bother you today. I will come to thank you when I have time another day."

"Don't be polite to Aunt Ji, it's just a small favor. I see Miss Jiang is very thin, I'll make some soup this afternoon and ask Xiao Ci to bring it to you."

Just as Song Zhiyu was about to refuse, Ji Shu said, "Don't refuse. It's a good opportunity. You can drink a little too."

"Thank you, Aunt Ji."

Seeing that the other party agreed, Ji Shu smiled with relief.

It had been a long time since they came to the hospital, so Jiang Ci and Ji Shu returned to the Jiang family. Song Zhiyu had just left in a hurry, and now that his condition had stabilized, Song Zhishu decided to go home to report that they were safe. Xie Xianqing had nothing to do, so he stayed to accompany his brother.

For a moment, neither of them spoke.

"Were you talking to Dr. Qiu on the phone just now?" Xie Xianqing asked.

Song Zhiyu held the girl's hand and said calmly, "Well, Dr. Qiu will come to North City tomorrow."

"Beicheng?" Xie Xianqing was a little surprised, "But isn't Sister Jiang Qi going back to Yuncheng?"

I originally planned to go back to Yuncheng tomorrow, first because of the hospital, and second because Jiang Qie only took a few days off. But now the situation has changed, and I need to stay in Beicheng first. Beicheng Hospital has the most advanced doctors and equipment, so staying in Beicheng is the best decision.

"We're in Beicheng now, and we'll talk about the rest later." Xie Xianqing said he understood, but then he thought about going to Country H and asked again, "Is it too late?"

Song Zhiyu thought for a moment. If treatment began, he might be able to accompany her in the first stage, but he couldn't be sure of the subsequent trip to Country H. He also didn't know how long he would be gone. He was worried, at least about Jiang Qie's current condition.

"I'll be back as soon as I can. Ah Qing, after I leave, Ah Qie will be in your care."

"Don't worry, I will help you take care of her."

Jiang Qie felt that he had slept for a long time. His body felt soft and his hands seemed to be held by a pair of warm hands.

I slowly opened my eyes and saw the snow-white ceiling. It was the hospital again.

"Ah Qie."

Jiang Qie tilted his head and looked at Song Zhiyu, with some red bloodshot in his eyes.

"you....."

Xie Xianqing, who was dozing on the sofa, woke up when he heard the noise. He yawned and said, "Sister Jiang Qie, you're finally awake. You scared everyone this time."

"What's wrong with me? Wasn't I in Yiyuen?" Jiang Qie only remembered that he was clearly resting on the sofa at home.

Song Zhiyu smiled lightly, touched the girl's head, and said softly: "You fainted, you have been sleeping for a whole day."

Jiang Qie frowned. Fainted? She seemed to be a little dizzy when she got up in the morning. She actually fainted and slept for a whole day. It turns out that she should always keep medicine with her next time. "

"I'm sorry, I forgot to bring my medicine. I'll remember to bring it next time."

"You can't take that medicine anymore." It was the chief doctor who came to make rounds in the morning. He was relieved to see Jiang Qie finally woke up. If he continued to sleep, he was afraid that the second young master Song would tear down the hospital.

"Although that medicine can temporarily relieve pain, it is addictive. Taking it later will only make you more and more dependent on it. Second Young Master Song, you are also a doctor, you should know the dangers of this."

Of course Song Zhiyu knew about this, he had already advised Jiang Qie, but didn’t the girl say that she had finished taking the medicine?

Jiang Qie looked at the man beside her with a guilty conscience. She had just woken up and said it without reacting. Seeing the man looking at her, she quickly grabbed the man's hand and said with her head down, "I was wrong."

The girl might have just woken up, her voice was still soft. If she hadn't had an expressionless face and didn't look like she had any intention of repenting, Song Zhiyu would have really believed her.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds. Song Zhiyu tightened the girl's hand. Although her hand was so warm, the words that came out of her mouth made Jiang Qie feel cold in his heart: "I understand, doctor. I won't let her take that medicine again. Also, doctor, I remember you said she has chronic gastritis, right?"

Jiang Qie's eyes twitched. She didn't know why she had a bad feeling.

The next second, the man said, "Should we eat less sweets?" It was clearly a question, but with that tone and look, the doctor dared not say no, "Yes, we should eat less sweets."

"What...not...brother..." Jiang Qie tried to break free from his tightly grasped hand and looked at the man in disbelief.

Xie Xianqing couldn't help but smile. Sure enough, they were the only ones who could control each other. Song Zhiyu heard the answer that satisfied him, smiled and nodded, "Thank you, doctor."

"You're welcome. Just get some rest." The doctor said with a wry smile and quickly left the ward, closing the door.

"Song Zhiyu!" This was the first time Jiang Qie called Song Zhiyu by his full name. It was just a bottle of medicine. Was it necessary to deprive her of the freedom to eat sweets just because of this?

Song Zhiyu handed the peeled and diced apple to Jiang Qie's mouth: "It's not that I won't give it to you, I just want you to eat less. You have gastritis, so you should eat less sweets. As for you secretly taking medicine without telling me, I won't do it again."

Although, Jiang Qie felt uncomfortable when he thought that he could not eat sweets anytime and anywhere in the future, but it was indeed his fault. Looking at the apple in front of him, his eyes slowly moved up, and it was the man's bony hand. Okay, eat less.

"Oh." He took a bite of the apple unwillingly.

"Also, I won't be going back to Yuncheng tomorrow."

"??? Why? I'm much better now."

Xie Xianqing had left the ward without knowing when, and his aunt had also returned to Yiyuan in the afternoon. Now there were only two people left in the ward. Song Zhiyu put down the fruit plate in his hand and just looked at Jiang Qie.

It was the first time that Jiang Qie was stared at so directly by Song Zhiyu. He felt very strange.

"Doctor Qiu will come to North City tomorrow."

Jiang Qie's body stiffened: "Didn't we say that after a while..."

Song Zhiyu held the girl's arms with both hands, and the warmth of his palms passed through the thin hospital gown to her skin.

"You are in a very bad condition. Did you often experience dizziness and palpitations before, but you kept it a secret from me?"