Song Qianxing left the police station and returned to his residence. What he thought about in his mind was what happened today. He felt that the more he thought about it, the more he was getting worse, so he quickly called Rong Heng again.

After leaving Chengbei Branch, Rong Heng originally planned to go home directly, but he didn't expect to take a temporary task. Now he is asking a confession to a person involved in the hospital. After receiving her call, he just responded randomly and hung up.

Song Qianxing was anxious and simply found the hospital to block him.

Rong Heng was busy in an emergency and did not have the time to greet her, so he had a headache as soon as he saw her, "Grandma, I'm busy, can you stop causing trouble for me?"

"My business is also urgent," said Song Qianxing. "When will you finish your work? At worst, I'll just wait for you."

"You have to wait for whatever you want." Rong Heng said, "Don't bother me when I'm busy!"

After saying that, Rong Heng turned his head and devoted himself to the work arrangements again.

Song Qianxing had no choice but to sit in the lounge chair in the hospital hall and wait for him.

Unexpectedly, I waited until late at night.

This time was originally the most energetic time, but today she felt so tired that she closed her eyes unconsciously when she sat in the silent hall.

When I opened it again, I noticed someone gently patting her shoulder.

Being disturbed while asleep was originally annoying thing. Song Qianxing suddenly opened his eyes, and the moment when his temper was about to burst out, he stuck to his lips.

Huo Jinbei's mother stood in front of her and looked at her with a smile.

Song Qianxing didn't let out the anger. He looked at her in a daze for a few seconds, and suddenly lowered his head and coughed.

"Is it okay?" Seeing this, Ruan Yin quickly reached out and patted her on the back, "Did I scare you?"

Song Qianxing waved his hand with difficulty, trying to avoid her sight.

Ruan Yin waited until she calmed down before she took back her hand and continued to ask her: "Why are you sitting here alone? Are you waiting for Xiaobei?"

"Hmm?" Song Qianxing was stunned for a moment, then replied, "No."

"Then why are you here?" Ruan Yin looked at her gently, "It's so late, there are no one else here?"

Song Qianxing looked down at his phone, and then he realized that it was almost 12 o'clock. Did Rong Heng forget her and leave her completely, or was he still busy?

"I'm waiting for my friend." Song Qianxing answered hurriedly, still avoiding Ruan Yin's sight and said, "Don't waste your time."

"No delay." Ruan Yin picked up a soup pot in her hand and smiled, "Xiaobei was still recuperating and did not go to work formally. Who knew that the hospital had admitted a patient today. He had been treated before. The patient believed him very much and wanted him to enter the operating room together, so he rushed back. I just received a call from him and said that he had just left the operating room. I was worried about his health, so I quickly brought him a pot of soup."

After hearing this, Song Qianxing was silent for a moment and said only one word: "Oh."

"I served a lot of soup, thinking that if he had a colleague here, he could drink some." Ruan Yin said, "I didn't expect to see you here. Come on, you can drink some too."

Song Qianxing tried hard to avoid it all over his body, but said, "No, really no."

"Why are you polite to me?" Ruan Yin said, "I think you are not very good-looking, and you must have stayed up late for a long time. You children are too confused about taking care of themselves, which really makes us adults worry."

Ruan Yin said as she poured out a bowl of soup from the thermos and handed it to Song Qianxing.

"I really don't drink it." Song Qianxing refused and sent a message to Rong Heng.

Who knew that after she finished sending the message, she turned around and Ruan Yin was still holding the bowl of soup and waiting for her quietly.

"Drink it." Ruan Yin said with a smile, "It's just a bowl of soup, it won't waste any time you have."

Song Qianxing stared at the bowl of soup in front of him, and couldn't help but feel stunned.

After a while, she couldn't control herself and reached out and took the bowl of soup.

Ruan Yin then laughed again and said, "While it's hot."

Song Qianxing lowered his head and took a sip of the soup, lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Ruan Yin watched her drinking soup gently and quietly. After a long time, she sighed slightly and said, "You kid, you are so thin. You usually have to eat more."

Song Qianxing drank the soup silently without answering.

Ruan Yin said again: "I heard from Xiaobei that you usually take care of yourself, so you will definitely not cook by yourself. You can come to my place with Xiaobei more when you have time. I cook pretty well, and it's better than you who eat takeout all day. It's unnutrition and unhealthy."

Song Qianxing still did not answer, but suddenly raised his head and finished the bowl of soup in his hand.

"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, drink slowly." Ruan Yin said, "If you want to drink, I still have it here."

However, Song Qianxing had already turned the bowl over and handed it to her, saying, "Thank you, I'm full."

Ruan Yin was about to say something, but suddenly, Huo Jinbei's calm and light voice came from behind him: "Mom."

Song Qianxing froze slightly, and Ruan Yin had already looked back at him.

Huo Jinbei had already changed his clothes, not wearing a coat or a doctor's robe. In Ruan Yin's opinion, that appearance was slightly strange.

"You... can leave?" said Ruan Yin.

"Yes." Huo Jinbei responded, looked at Song Qianxing, who was sitting beside her, with her eyes hanging down and silent, and quickly withdrew her gaze and said, "I originally wanted to stay and help organize the patient's information, but my colleagues refused and drove me out."

"That's because my colleagues care about you," said Ruan Yin. "But I have brought all the soup, so you can drink it first."

Huo Jinbei walked over, sat down, took Ruan Yin's soup pot, and looked at Song Qianxing again.

"Qianxing just drank a bowl." Ruan Yin said, and looked at Song Qianxing and said, "Do you think it's delicious? If it's delicious, I can make it for you next time, or if you have any soup you like to drink, tell me, I can make it for you too."

Song Qianxing still lowered his eyes, and after a while he responded, he said, "It's delicious. But I don't like drinking soup, thank you."

Ruan Yin smiled, "It doesn't matter if you don't like drinking soup. You can tell me if you have any dishes you like."

Song Qianxing stopped answering again.

Ruan Yin looked back at Huo Jinbei drinking soup. After a glance, she realized what she thought was strange just now, "Where is your coat? You won't forget it upstairs so carelessly, right?"

After hearing this, Huo Jinbei turned his head and looked at Song Qianxing.

She had changed her clothes, and it looked warmer than the previous one. As for his coat, it would naturally not be on her.

But Huo Jinbei still looked at her, which made Ruan Yin look at her strangely.

Song Qianxing was already slightly stiff when he heard Ruan Yin’s question. At this moment, he received the gaze of the mother and son at the same time, and finally said, “I lost it.”

"Ah?" Ruan Yin couldn't help but say, "Did you lend your coat to Qianxing?"

"Yes." Huo Jinbei responded and continued to look at her.

Ruan Yin hurriedly said, "It's okay, just throw it away if you lose it. A coat is no big deal-"

"I will pay for it." Song Qianxing said, "It's just a piece of clothing, I can afford it."
Chapter completed!