The warm touch startled Song Mai and he quickly retracted his hand.

But as soon as she pulled her hand back, the big hand grabbed her.

The big hand wrapped Song Mai's hand. His palm was dry and warm, which made Song Mai's heart beat faster.

Her hands were not big, but slender and long, her nails were trimmed round and clean, her nail beds were also beautiful, and her fingertips were cool and delicate, like a piece of fine mutton-fat jade art, which made him love it.

He stroked it, his eyes fixed on the woman's face, paying attention to her every little expression.

That handsome face was so close that Song Mai felt like he would suffocate in the next second.

She couldn't help but think in her heart: [Old Swan, are you trying to make me faint again because of my rapid heartbeat right after I wake up?]

As soon as she finished speaking, Chu Xing burst out laughing.

"What's wrong?" she asked puzzled.

The man smiled slightly and said, "Nothing, I just think you're interesting."

As he spoke, he took out the newly bought mobile phone from his pocket and handed it to her.

"The police took the phone away when they were checking the scene, so they asked me to return it to you."

Song Mai took the phone and checked it carefully several times, but found that there was no damage on the phone at all.

She patted her chest and said, "Great! It's not damaged at all! When it was thrown out, I thought it was definitely ruined, but there's not even a scratch. You really get what you pay for."

Chu Xing smiled without saying anything. Looking at the smile on her face, he felt satisfied.

Song Mai turned on his cell phone, which was filled with countless calls from Lin Ran.

The last call was two days ago. After Chu Xing told Lin Ran about Song Mai's situation and asked her to take leave, Lin Ran never called again. She just sent a lot of messages asking if Song Mai had woken up.

She dialed Lin Ran's number, and the call was picked up in just one second. Lin Ran's crying voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Maizi? Is that you?"

Song Mai had little strength and his voice was very soft.

"it's me."

Hearing this voice, Lin Ran burst into tears on the phone without paying any attention to her image.

Her crying sounded a little unpleasant to the ear. Chu Xing frowned and said, "I'll go out and prepare some food. You guys chat first."

"it is good."

Lin Ran cried and spoke intermittently:

"You finally woke up. I was so worried. I couldn't get in touch with you for several days. I was afraid that something might have happened to you. I even thought that your husband was a human trafficker who kidnapped you and sold you away."

"I saw a shooting in Purple City on TV, and I became even more worried, but I comforted myself in my heart. I said that you are so lucky that you will never encounter such a thing. I didn't expect it to be true. If your husband hadn't answered my call, I wouldn't have known that such a thing happened."

"Maizi, I almost never saw you again..."

Song Mai felt warm in his heart as he listened to her screams that sounded like a pig being slaughtered.

She comforted me softly, "Don't worry, you see I'm fine now, and I'll be able to go back home after a while. I'm the wheat with the strongest vitality, and I can grow in the driest and poorest land. I will definitely come back to see you in good condition."

Even though Song Mai couldn't see it, Lin Ran still nodded vigorously.

"I'll wait for you to come back, to welcome you back and get rid of the bad luck."

"Okay, wait for me, I will be revived with full health soon."

"By the way, how is the company lately?"

Lin Ran couldn't help but complain: "You are really a workaholic. You ask about work as soon as you wake up."

But he still told the truth: "There's nothing unusual recently. Our department hasn't taken on any new projects since you took leave. It's still the same as before. But Fang Yu feels that without you as the deputy manager, he finally has the opportunity to make his presence felt as the department manager. He often shows off his power, making everyone miserable.

On the contrary, Zheng Yao relied on his influence to live a smooth life. She didn't care about anyone and would delay her work as much as possible. But Fang Yu was willing to pamper her, so he didn't say anything. It's just that this time you asked for leave for the second time, and Zheng Yao came to find out what it was because of it several times.

Fortunately, I was smart. When I asked Fang Yu for leave, I told him that this was a criminal case involving foreign countries and was still under investigation. If it was leaked casually, the consequences would be at my own risk. Sure enough, judging from Zheng Yao's reaction later, Fang Yu definitely didn't tell her."

Song Mai smiled silently: "No one knows me better than you."

Although there was nothing that could not be said about this matter, she was the person involved after all. She did not want the suffering she had experienced to become a topic of conversation for others, and she did not want Zheng Yao to know about it.

"That is, who can understand you as well as I do?"

Lin Ran is very confident about this.

"Okay, I won't bother you for now. You must be weak after just waking up. You should have a good rest. I'll go to work first. When you feel better, we can talk all night. Anyway, you can call me anytime if you have anything."

"it is good."

Song Mai felt warm in her heart. With close friends by her side and the person she loved accompanying her, what else could she ask for?

Song Mai had not eaten or drunk anything during the days he was in a coma, and was only relying on drugs to maintain his life. Chu Xing found a five-star Chinese restaurant that specializes in health-preserving and nourishing meals, ordered a few dishes, and had them delivered to Song Mai's ward.

Song Mai didn't feel hungry at first, but when the delicious food was placed in front of her, her stomach started to growl.

Her face turned red with embarrassment. Chu Xing raised the bed a little so that she could sit up halfway, and then fed her chicken soup with a spoon.

Song Mai had never been taken care of like this by anyone before, and was a little uncomfortable for a while.

"I can just do it myself."

She hurriedly tried to take the spoon from the man's hand, but the man avoided her accurately.

"I'll be here. You're a patient and you deserve to be taken care of. You have to get used to this kind of care."

Song Mai nodded embarrassedly and had to open his mouth obediently to receive the chicken soup he fed him.

Song Mai used to have a hard life and had never eaten anything good since childhood.

Later, when she started working, she lived frugally and was reluctant to eat or wear anything, so she was always a little malnourished. She never had the trouble that others had to endure in losing weight.

Now that she was injured and had lost a lot of blood, she was extremely weak. Chu Xing specially asked the chef to cook a black chicken, red dates and yam soup for her to nourish her.

After eating a bowl, Song Mai's whole body felt warm.

The temperature in the intensive care unit was very low to prevent the growth of bacteria. From the time she woke up until just now, she felt as if her bones were soaked in coldness. It was so cold that even with the quilt covering her, she couldn't generate any heat.

But after drinking a bowl of chicken soup, her stomach warmed up and her whole body curled up.

Chu Xing filled another bowl and prepared to feed her. Song Mai glanced at the man's haggard face and shook her head.

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