He lured her deep into his trap, using both overt and covert methods to seduce her.

On the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, sunlight streamed into the hospital room through the gaps in the curtains.

Song Zhiyou slowly woke up, opening her eyes sleepily, and found that the old lady was already busy, carefully helping Song's father wipe his face.

Upon seeing this, Song Zhi, who was still somewhat dazed, instantly woke up, sat up abruptly from the bed, and quickly got up and walked towards the hospital bed.

She came to the old lady's side and said gently, "Grandma, you've worked so hard. Let me do it. You should go and rest for a while."

The old lady smiled and shook her head, replying gently, "It's alright, it'll be done soon. The doctor will be making rounds and examining your father soon, so hurry up and brush your teeth and wash your face."

Song Zhi nodded obediently and replied, "Okay!"

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the restroom.

As she passed by the wall socket, her gaze inadvertently fell on the phone that was charging there.

So she picked up her phone and took it into the bathroom with her.

After entering the restroom, Song Zhi skillfully squeezed out the toothpaste and began brushing her teeth.

While brushing my teeth, I unlocked my phone screen with my free hand.

Sure enough, the moment the screen lit up, a message popped up.

It was sent by Fu Lu.

Song Zhi checked the time; it had been an hour earlier.

The message came around 7 o'clock.

Song Zhi couldn't help but feel somewhat surprised.

Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, and Fu Lu actually got up so early. Didn't he sleep in?

Song Zhi quickly replied with a cute emoji.

Almost the instant she successfully sent the message, Fu Lu called.

Song Zhi smiled helplessly, and with her mouth full of toothpaste foam, she held a toothbrush in one hand and answered the phone with the other: "Hello, Ninth Brother..."

Before she could finish speaking, Fu Lu's magnetic voice came from the other end of the phone: "Happy New Year, my little darling."

When Fu Lu said this, his tone was a little sticky, and Song Zhi felt her cheeks instantly become hot, a shy blush quickly creeping up her cheeks.

She spoke softly, "Happy New Year. Did you wake up very early?"

Because she was brushing her teeth, Song Zhi's pronunciation was slightly unclear.

Fu Lu asked, somewhat puzzled, "What are you doing?"

"Brushing my teeth, just woke up, hehehe..."

As he spoke, he gently shook the toothbrush he was holding.

"What are you planning to eat this morning? I can bring it to you on my way."

Fu Lu's gentle voice came through the phone to Song Zhi's ears. Song Zhi's hand, which was holding a toothbrush, suddenly paused, a look of surprise on her face. She quickly asked, "Are you coming over now?"

"Well, it's on its way."

Song Zhi asked in surprise, "You're already on your way? You're leaving so early?"

Fu Lu replied softly, "Yeah, I estimate it will be about half an hour before I get there."

"Oh, then you must drive carefully on the road and pay attention to safety," Song Zhi said with heartfelt concern.

Fu Lu smiled and said, "I know, I'll be careful. What would you like for breakfast? I'll bring it to you."

Fu Lu asked patiently.

Song Zhi thought for a moment, then smiled and replied, "Actually, I'm not picky about food. Just buy whatever you want."

"Okay, then I'll buy it."

"Well, thank you."

"Kid, saying thank you isn't just a matter of words."

Song Zhiwei was slightly taken aback. After thinking for a moment, she suggested, "Then, how about I bring you breakfast next time?"

"No."

What do you want?

You'll see when you meet me.

Fu Lu kept everyone in suspense.

Song Zhi couldn't help but feel curious. She opened her mouth to ask Fu Lu a question, but before she could speak, she heard voices coming from the ward outside.

Song Zhi looked puzzled, turned her head, and peered through the narrow crack in the door.

Several medical staff members wearing white coats were seen walking into the ward.

Song Zhi didn't dare to delay for a moment and quickly said into the phone, "Okay, Ninth Brother, I'll hang up now, the doctor is coming to check on us."

The response came quickly from the other end of the phone: "Okay, see you in a bit."

After receiving a positive reply, Song Zhi hurriedly hung up the phone, grabbed a cup from the side, quickly rinsed her mouth, and then walked briskly towards the door.

After examining Song's father, the doctor informed Song Zhi of his condition.

Fortunately, Mr. Song's health has recovered quite well. If things continue as they are, he should be able to be discharged from the hospital before the Lantern Festival and return home to recuperate.

However, the sudden car accident ultimately left Song Jinguo with irreparable damage.

Although he survived, his legs were crippled, and he will likely spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair.

Even so, Song Zhi was still very grateful.

For her, as long as her father could live a peaceful life, what did it matter if he had to spend his whole life in a wheelchair?

Overwhelmed with emotion, Song Zhi walked to the bedside, sat down slowly, and tightly grasped her father's slightly thin hands. Her eyes unconsciously welled up with tears. "Dad, did you hear the good news?"

Song Zhi asked softly, looking at her father with expectant eyes.

Mr. Song nodded slightly and reached out his other hand to shake Song Zhi's hand in return.

Song Zhi, her face beaming with joy, said to herself, "That's wonderful, that's really wonderful!"

Just then, a soft, rhythmic knocking sound came from the door of the ward.

Song Zhi's eyes lit up immediately. She released her grip on her father's hand, quickly stood up, and strode towards the ward door.

The moment she gently opened the ward door, a bouquet of vibrant blue roses instantly caught her eye.

Song Zhi was stunned and for a moment forgot to speak.

A gentle and familiar voice drifted down from above her head: "Happy New Year, baby."

Upon hearing this voice, Song Zhi snapped out of her daze and quickly reached out her hands to carefully accept the beautiful bouquet of flowers from Fu Lu's hands.

Why did you buy me flowers?

As Song Zhi asked softly, she smiled and stepped aside to allow Fu Lu to enter the ward smoothly.

Fu Lu's lips curled up slightly, revealing a smile: "I saw this bouquet when I passed by the flower shop just now, and I felt that you would like it."

Song Zhi lowered her head, gently approached the flower, took a deep breath, and savored the fresh and elegant fragrance: "Yes, I really like it very much, thank you."

After she finished speaking, she raised her head and smiled at Fu Lu with her eyes crinkling.

Looking at the smile on the girl's face, Fu Lu couldn't help but reach out his right hand and gently pat Song Zhi's head, his gesture full of endless doting affection: "As long as you like it, that's fine."

"I like it, thank you."

Fu Lu smiled and said, "I said, thank you is not just something I say."