"You can ignore me." He was a little angry.

Ning An's hand stopped for a moment and glanced at him: "I don't care about you? If someone is killed, will I have to bear criminal responsibility? Mr. Song, don't you have many friends? Why, no one will care about you when you are sick?"

"You are my wife..."

He felt very innocent.

Ning An's breath was choked in her throat and she couldn't go up or down.

"I will take care of you even if you are sick." Song Shaoyan added another sentence.

Ning'an choked even more.

On this point, Song Shaoyan did not lie.

After marrying him, he would also behave when she was sick, feed her medicine, and bring her tea and water.

Sometimes the cold is too severe, and he will take time off to stay home.

Ning An didn't know what to say. In fact, even if he wasn't Song Shaoyan and was a stranger, she would still care about him given her personality.

She handed him a blanket: "Take it, don't catch a cold again, I will take you down to take a taxi to the hospital later."

"Um."

Ning An changed into a coat, but her head was still a little heavy.

Fortunately, she asked Song Shaojun for leave tomorrow, otherwise she would still be sick in this state.

Song Shaoyan hugged the blanket and followed her.

Ning An didn't want to talk to him. She walked in front and he followed behind.

At this time, it was already past twelve o'clock at night, and the entire apartment building was very quiet.

Two figures, one tall and one short, walked in the community, and the street lights stretched their shadows very long.

The community is even quieter, not a single sound can be heard. Occasionally, there are insects in the flower beds that bark twice, but then there are no traces of them again.

The night was very cold. Ning An huddled her head in her scarf and walked towards the gate of the community with her head lowered.

Song Shaoyan followed her step by step for fear of getting lost.

Ning An's heart felt completely unmoved, not even touched or felt at all.

There were also calm waves in his eyes, like a lake at night without any ripples.

Ning An can't remember when he walked side by side with Song Shaoyan like this. It seems like a long time ago?

"An'an, why don't you ask me what I've been busy with recently."

"Not interested in."

"Why don't you tell me how you are doing lately."

"very good."

"oh."

Song Shaoyan asked for trouble.

The street lights are light yellow, soft and quiet, making the night more alluring.

But the evening wind blew and it was still very cold.

At the gate of the community, Ning An took a taxi and took Song Shaoyan to the hospital.

I had never seen him in such poor health during the day, and after only half a day, he was in such a dead state.

Ning An really wanted to leave him in the hospital.

She was curious, wouldn't Gu Huiyin come to take care of him? Or did Gu Huiyin not know that he had returned to the capital?

In the past, when Gu Huiyin fell down in the middle of the night, he would rush over immediately.

Now that he is sick, Gu Huiyin ignores him?

Ah……

Ning'an knew Gu Huiyin very well. She was a woman who clung to power. When she was in college, she had no knowledge or skills and spent all her time on dressing up.

If you can't afford expensive clothes and bags, you'll buy high-quality imitations.

But for a while, her high imitations were indeed replaced with genuine ones.

Ning An thought about it carefully, Gu Huiyin must have made a rich boyfriend at that time, and later thinking about it, he probably was Song Shaoyan.

At the hospital, Ning An was busy registering him and looking for a doctor.

She had no background in the capital and could not answer every call, so she had to go to the emergency room for him at night.
Chapter completed!