Just met you: This guy is a bit warm

"I know, grandma. Are you feeling better?" Su Ruonan changed the subject, fearing that her grandma would find out.

"I'm feeling better now. Don't worry about me. The nurse is taking good care of me."

Looking at her grandmother's kind smile, Su Ruonan knew that her grandmother had no suspicions and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

At this moment, there was a knock on the ward door.

Su Ruonan's heart tightened, and she looked nervously, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

"What's wrong?" Grandma also heard the knock on the door. Seeing her granddaughter so nervous, she asked worriedly.

Song Shiye quickly walked to the door of the ward and opened it. Through the crack in the door, Su Ruonan saw that it was a familiar nurse. Song Shiye closed the door to block her view.

"Grandma, it's okay. It's the property management staff. The water pipe in the house is broken." Su Ruonan tried her best to hide her inner emotions and said calmly.

When grandma heard this, she immediately said, "Then go and do your work, we'll talk next time." As she spoke, grandma yawned and looked a little tired.

"Okay, goodbye grandma." After hanging up the phone, Su Ruonan completely relaxed.

As expected, she was not good at lying, especially in front of her grandmother. If she continued chatting for a while, her grandmother would probably find out that she was injured and hospitalized.

Not long after, the nurse and Song Shiye came in one after another.

"Miss Su, it's time to change the dressing." The nurse said with a smile, holding a plate with iodine and gauze in it.

"Sorry, nurse, I've taken up your time." Su Ruonan said with an apologetic look on her face.

"It's okay, Miss Su, I'm not busy right now." The nurse comforted her.

The nurse is a nurse in the VIP ward. Her job is only to take care of the patients in the VIP ward. In the VIP ward, apart from Su Ruonan and grandma, there is no third patient.

Su Ruonan lay down and consciously lifted the hem of her clothes, revealing her snow-white waist and abdomen.

Then she glanced at Song Shiye not far away, and saw that Song Shiye was looking at his waist and abdomen with a serious expression. Su Ruonan knew that he was looking at the wound.

Su Ruonan lowered her eyes and slightly arched her body to look at her wound. The nurse had already taken off the dirty gauze. Although the wound was sutured, it was still a long strip that looked very abrupt on her smooth skin.

The nurse dipped a clean cotton swab in iodine and applied it carefully, fearing that it would hurt Su Ruonan: "Miss Su, does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." Su Ruonan raised the corner of her mouth slightly, and that faint smile seemed to contain endless tenderness and comfort. She gently turned her head and secretly glanced at Song Shiye with the corner of her eyes.

At this moment, his originally relaxed brows were tightly furrowed together, and his eyes were as if bound by invisible ropes, firmly fixed on his waist and abdomen.

Su Ruonan knew in her heart that Song Shiye had begun to fall into deep self-blame again. Every time he saw her changing the dressing, he had this expression.

She pursed her tender and tempting lips slightly, her heart filled with helplessness and sadness.

How she wished that the wounds on her body could heal as quickly as possible. If so, perhaps the self-blame in his heart could be reduced a little bit.

At this moment, the nurse skillfully changed the gauze and then turned and left the ward.

Song Shiye gently and quickly pulled down the hem of Su Ruonan's clothes, his movements as delicate as if he were treating a fragile treasure.

"I really don't feel any pain anymore, really." Su Ruonan looked at Song Shiye's slightly haggard face, with a firm light flashing in her eyes. She wanted to make him understand that she didn't need him to worry and blame herself so much.

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"Haoxuan, look, is this woman Jiang Mingyu's ex-girlfriend?"

Song Haoxuan was chatting with a friend when another friend handed a cell phone to Song Haoxuan and asked him a question.

Ex-girlfriend? Jiang Mingyu’s ex-girlfriend is Mingxi. What happened to her?

Song Haoxuan took the phone and saw that the girl on the screen was not Mingxi, but Su Ruonan.

Su Ruonan cannot be considered Jiang Mingyu’s ex-girlfriend, but more accurately, her ex-fiancée.

Song Haoxuan's expression became increasingly serious. After reading the message, he threw his phone to his friend and said, "Forward this message to me."

"You guys play, I have something to do, so I'll leave first." After saying that, he stood up and prepared to leave.

"Hey, Haoxuan, this is so not nice of you. The bureau is yours, and you left before all the people arrived." The friend complained.

"I'm sorry, brother, this is urgent, the bill is mine."

When the friend heard that tonight's expenses would be charged to Song Haoxuan, he naturally stopped being resentful and said generously, "Okay, this is urgent, so we'll have to get together next time."

Before he could finish his words, Song Haoxuan had already disappeared.

Song Haoxuan went directly to Jiang Mingyu's company to look for him. As expected, when he arrived, the man was in the office.

He knocked on the door symbolically and then pushed it open and walked in.

Song Haoxuan was not afraid of seeing anything he shouldn't see. Ever since he broke off his engagement with Su Ruonan, Jiang Mingyu had been living a pure and simple life.

"Mingyu, I want to tell you something. Do you want to hear it?" Song Haoxuan kept it a secret.

Jiang Mingyu didn't even raise his head: "I don't want to."

In Jiang Mingyu's opinion, Song Haoxuan had nothing serious to do with him.

"Really? Even though you don't want to, I'll still tell you out of kindness. It's related to Su Ruonan." Song Haoxuan said slowly.

These words were like a stone thrown into a calm lake, instantly causing ripples.

Jiang Mingyu's eyes seemed frozen at this moment, staring at Song Haoxuan closely. His voice was slightly hoarse as he asked, "What happened to Nannan?"

The anxious tone seemed to carry his deep concern for Su Ruonan in every word.

Song Haoxuan sighed softly, and the sigh seemed to slowly overflow from the depths of his heart, carrying with it endless helplessness.

He already knew that whenever the name Su Ruonan was mentioned, Jiang Mingyu's reaction would be so intense, no matter when or where.

If I had known this, why would I do it in the first place?

If he had shown even a fraction of the care he has now for Su Ruonan, the two of them wouldn't be in this situation today.

Song Haoxuan suddenly regretted it. He didn't want to tell Jiang Mingyu about Su Ruonan's injury. It was too impulsive of him to rush here to find Jiang Mingyu.

After all, the two have broken off their engagement, and Su Ruonan is married, so it is better for them not to have any contact with each other.

Deciding to continue hiding it, he changed the subject, put on a teasing smile, and said deliberately: "Haha, I was just kidding."