In the ward, Rong Heng and Yu Jun had just walked out when Qianxing suddenly heard something.

She suddenly stood up, turned to look at the two layers of glass behind her, but saw Song Qingyuan lying on the hospital bed at a glance.

He woke up.

And he was raising his hand, trying to find something at the head of the bed.

The sound just now was that he accidentally knocked down the water cup.

At this moment, Yu Jun had just left, and the nurse who had been observing was not there. Qianxing hesitated for a moment, but finally walked in quickly.

Song Qingyuan seemed to have not been completely awake yet, and his eyes were half closed. He slowly opened his eyes until his fumbled hand fell into the other hand.

Qianxing stood beside his bed, holding his hand, his eyes slightly dim, but there was no expression on his face. He paused and said, "What do you want? Do you want to drink water?"

Song Qingyuan's eyes fell on her face, and after a long time, he just nodded slightly.

Qianxing quickly took the cup at the head of the bed, poured half a cup of water again, first dipped a cotton swab and applied it to his lips, then took a thin and soft straw and placed it on his lips.

Song Qingyuan didn't seem to really want to drink water. Qianxing put the straw on his lips. He took only one sip and did not drink it anymore, but just stared at her quietly.

Qianxing avoided his sight and turned his head to put everything back to its original place. It took a while before he turned back, and Song Qingyuan had closed his eyes again.

She stood by the bed for a long time before turning around and walking out, pressing the slogan in the monitoring room, and calling the doctor and nurse.

When the doctor learned that Song Qingyuan had just woken up, he seemed very happy and monitored various data again, and he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"All data have stabilized, which is a good sign." The doctor said, and suddenly turned his head to look at Qianxing and said, "It can be seen that Mr. Song knows that you are here, so he is really at ease."

Qianxing paused, and before he could answer, he looked up and saw Yu Jun walking in from outside.

She immediately walked quickly to Yu Jun and said, "The doctor said his condition has stabilized, can I leave?"

After hearing this, Yu Jun did not answer, but just looked up at the doctor.

The doctor hurriedly said: "At present, Mr. Song's condition has only stabilized and has not really stabilized. He still needs careful care and observation."

Yu Jun then looked at Qianxing again, "Did you hear it?"

Qianxing gritted his teeth and finally realized that it was almost impossible to find a reason to leave here in Yu Jun, who was unable to enter the country.

And in this room, except Yu Jun, there is only one person left...

Qianxing slowly turned his head and looked at Song Qingyuan lying behind the glass.

Maybe at this point, she really has no choice but to hope that Song Qingyuan can get better quickly...

...

Late that night, Song Qingyuan woke up again.

At that time, Qianxing was lying motionless on the sofa in the living room thinking about things, but suddenly he heard the nurse talking inside. Then the doctor arrived hurriedly, and she slowly sat up from the sofa.

But she was still on the sofa and didn't move, the nurse had already walked out of the inspection room, stepped forward and pulled her hand, and said, "Ms. Song, Mr. Song is awake, hurry up and go and see him."

Before the Qianxing people came to their senses, they were pushed and pulled into Song Qingyuan's ward by two nurses.

The doctor was standing by the bed and whispering to ask Song Qingyuan about his feelings, but Song Qingyuan turned to look at her.

This time, he seemed to have really woken up, and his eyes were clear when he looked at her.

Perhaps she has always been accustomed to being arrogant, Song Qingyuan has always been a little cold and withdrawn. Whenever she meets her, she is often furious by her.

Therefore, in Qianxing's memory, Song Qingyuan always seemed to look cold or angry.

But at this moment, when she met his gaze, his eyes were rarely calm. When it fell on her, she seemed to be slightly stunned.

He had woken up before and had seen her once, but it seemed that at this moment, he still couldn't believe that she was really here.

"Miss Song arrived early this morning." The doctor whispered to Song Qingyuan, "I haven't slept until this point, but I've been waiting for you to wake up. Now, I'm fine. Tonight, you father and daughter can sleep peacefully."

Faced with such a situation, Qianxing was still stiff, but this stiffness also made her unable to push away the people beside her and turn around and leave.

She could only stand quietly and look at Song Qingyuan without saying a word until he could not control himself and slowly closed his eyes again.

...

After staying for dozens of hours, Qianxing finally slept in the sofa in the living room outside the ward.

But she felt that she had just fallen asleep and suddenly she was pushed to wake up.

The aura in Qianxing's body exploded instantly!

When he opened his eyes, Yu Jun stood in front of her leisurely with his arms in his arms.

Qianxing wanted to kick his expressionless face, but Yu Jun signaled to the direction of the ward and said, "Go in and take care of Mr. Song for breakfast."

Qianxing suddenly sneered and said, "What if I don't?"

"Of course I can't force you in front of Mr. Song," Yu Jun said, "If you go or not, you can choose it yourself."

After saying that, the nurse who had changed the medicine for Song Qingyuan happened to come out of the ward. During the opening of the door, Song Qingyuan felt a few old coughs.

Qianxing suddenly froze there again.

After that, she raised her eyes and glared at Yu Jun fiercely, got up and walked into the ward.

After waking up, Song Qingyuan's complexion seemed to be better than yesterday. He leaned against the head of the bed and was wearing glasses watching the news played on the TV.

The moment Qianxing walked in, he became at a loss again and even wanted to withdraw, but at this time, Yu Jun walked in and put a pot of medicinal porridge in Qianxing's hands. "Old Mr. Song has to eat at least a bowl of porridge that has just been cooked, you can do it."

Qianxing looked up and looked at Song Qingyuan. Then he walked to the bed, opened the porridge pot, and came from a bowl of porridge from inside. He stirred it with a spoon, then blew it again, and then handed it to Song Qingyuan's mouth.

Song Qingyuan also paused for a few seconds and opened his mouth.

The two of them were still silent, one feeding porridge silently and the other ate porridge silently, without saying a word to each other.

After eating most of the bowl of porridge, Song Qingyuan finally spoke first and said, "Isn't the hair so beautiful?"

Qianxing was stunned, and then he remembered that the last time Song Qingyuan saw her, her hair was still colorful.

But later, Ruan Yin really couldn't stand her messy hair and forced her to dye it back. At this moment, her black hair was almost shoulder-length, and when she didn't put on makeup, she could really be a good girl.

Song Qingyuan used to be so angry that she was half-extremely angry by her strange image. No wonder she is now relieved by her appearance.
Chapter completed!