Just met you: This guy is a bit warm

Not long after, the attending doctor hurried in. As he entered, everyone immediately made way for him, but no one spoke, for fear of disturbing the doctor.

Finally, the doctor finished the examination and said: "The patient is no longer in danger. He will be observed in the hospital for a period of time. If he is fine, he can be discharged."

Hearing these words, the atmosphere in the ward suddenly became relaxed.

This is undoubtedly the happiest thing in these few days.

Everyone gathered around, their eyes filled with joy and relief. They looked at Su Ruonan lying on the bed, with relieved smiles on their faces.

"That's great, it's really God's blessing, God's blessing." Grandma said to herself happily, with her hands tightly folded together.

"Yes, now I can finally rest assured." Xu Wanyun agreed with a relieved smile on her face.

"Oh!" Xu Wanyun suddenly said loudly.

Everyone's eyes were immediately focused on her.

Xu Wanyun smiled awkwardly: "I forgot to call my father-in-law to tell him the good news."

"Then you should go quickly, so that the old man won't be anxious waiting at home."

Hearing this, grandma urged.

Everyone gathered around Su Ruonan and chatted for a while. Grandma was a little tired, so she went back to her ward.

"Nannan, do you want some water?" Chu Yanshu asked when she saw her best friend's lips were dry.

It would have been fine if she hadn't asked. After she asked, Su Ruonan actually felt a little thirsty, so she nodded.

Song Shiye, who was always by his side, said, "I'll go there."

Chu Yanshu, who had already stood up, had to sit back down when she saw this.

"Nannan, you don't know, when I saw the news that you were injured, I was scared to death." Chu Yanshu was in the mood to talk about these issues at this moment. When she mentioned it again, her heartbeat still accelerated and she couldn't help but feel scared.

"It was Shen Yanqing who hurt you?"

When this name was mentioned, Su Ruonan paused, as if she didn't react.

During the few days I was in a coma, it seemed like a very long time had passed. This name felt both strange and familiar.

After a few seconds of silence, he slowly said, "It's him."

"I didn't expect that he is such a bad guy at heart. People like him will go to hell in his next life." Chu Yanshu doesn't curse others easily. It's just that Shen Yanqing's actions are too bad. She would feel unhappy if she didn't curse him.

I couldn't help but think of the national quintessence.

Suddenly, a light laugh came from behind. Chu Yanshu felt a little unhappy, so she turned around and looked back, saying in a light tone: "What are you laughing at? Have you never seen someone swearing?"

Ouyang Fan was not annoyed at being scolded. At this moment, he even felt that there was a special style when she scolded people.

Ouyang Fan raised the corner of his mouth slightly and looked at Chu Yanshu with interest, his eyes full of smiles.

He had never realized that Chu Yanshu had such a free and easy side. Beneath her gorgeous appearance, she hid an interesting soul.

Ouyang Fan couldn't help but start to doubt that it seemed that her previous appearance as a good girl from a wealthy family in front of him was just an act.

The look he gave Chu Yanshu became even more intense, but Chu Yanshu withdrew her gaze indifferently.

At this time, Song Shiye came over with a cup of water.

Chu Yanshu stood up very tactfully, gave her seat to Song Shiye, and went to the end of the bed to shake it up.

In a half-lying position, Su Ruonan lowered her head and drank water in big gulps. Soon, the glass of water was empty.

"Still drinking?" Song Shiye asked.

"I don't want to drink anymore." After saying this, Su Ruonan seemed a little tired.

She tilted her head back slightly and leaned on the pillow of the hospital bed.

However, at this moment, Song Shiye suddenly stretched out a hand and gently held Su Ruonan's wrist.

His fingers gently stroked the tender skin on the inside of her wrist, as if conveying a silent comfort.

Su Ruonan felt her touch, and her eyes slowly fell on Song Shiye's face.

The two people's eyes were intertwined, inseparable.

Chu Yanshu watched from the side for a while, then quietly left the room, and Ouyang Fan naturally followed suit.

After the two left, the nurse was also sent out by Song Shiye, leaving only Su Ruonan and Song Shiye in the ward.

For a moment, the entire space seemed unusually quiet, and only the faint sounds of each other's breathing could be heard.

After a moment, Song Shiye broke the silence: "Wife, thank you, thank you for waking up." His voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of unconcealable excitement.

Su Ruonan smiled slightly, shook her head, and said softly: "I made you worry."

"Look at you, you haven't even shaved. Have you not had a good rest these past two days, let alone eating on time?"

"I'm fine now. Go back and take a shower and change your clothes before coming back. I have a nurse here."

Su Ruonan felt sorry for Song Shiye for making himself look so miserable, and couldn't help but urge him to go home and wash up.

As a child of destiny, he shouldn't be like this now.

"No need, I take a shower every day." Song Shiye naturally didn't want to leave Su Ruonan.

The feeling of losing her was so painful, he didn't want to go through it again, he just wanted to be by her side in person so that she could feel at ease.

Song Shiye is a mysophobia, which Su Ruonan knows very well. It is not difficult to guess that he must have just washed casually in the bathroom of the hospital ward.

Seeing this, Su Ruonan had no choice but to compromise: "Then go wash your face and shave off your stubble."

"Yeah," Song Shiye responded, then got up and went to the bathroom.

Not long after, the sound of running water was heard in the bathroom.

Su Ruonan felt a little tired, her eyelids were heavy, and she fell asleep again unknowingly.

Song Shiye shaved his stubble carefully and slowly. When he came out of the bathroom again, he had become the familiar look to Su Ruonan.

"Wife, look, I've shaved it clean." Song Shiye said as he stroked his chin.

But when he saw Su Ruonan with her eyes closed, the previous fear came back.

He walked quickly to the bedside, his tone extremely anxious, and he called out loudly, "Wife, wife!"

"What's wrong?" Su Ruonan, who was woken up, asked with sleepy eyes and a bit of confusion. She blinked, trying to wake herself up, but she was still a little confused.

When she met Song Shiye's worried eyes, her expression became silly and cold, as if she had not yet completely come out of the dream.

Song Shiye let out a long sigh, letting go of all the depression in his heart. He looked at Su Ruonan tenderly, and said in a soft and low voice, "It's okay, go to sleep."

After saying that, he gently covered Su Ruonan with the quilt, then sat beside the bed and stared at her quietly.

After a long while, Su Ruonan finally understood Song Shiye's thoughts.

Her eyes began to turn slightly red and gradually became moist.

Her big round eyes were filled with tears, and crystal clear tears could roll down her cheeks at any time.