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The hospital wasn't far from the Pei family home, but Pei's mother arrived much faster than Qin Song had expected. It seemed Zhou Limin had driven very fast the whole way to be considerate of the elderly woman's feelings.

Qin Song didn't explain the cause of Pei Xingzhi's injury to Pei Lingxuan in detail. On the phone, she only said that Pei Xingzhi had been in a car accident. But she didn't mention why he was in the accident, where he was in the accident, or who was in the accident with him. Naturally, Pei Lingxuan didn't know either.

Therefore, when Pei's mother asked about the cause of the injury, Pei Lingxuan could only say that Pei Xingzhi had accidentally been in a car accident.

Overwhelmed with protectiveness, Pei's mother immediately grabbed the doctor and meticulously inquired about his injuries upon arriving at the hospital. After finishing her questions, she sat by Pei Xingzhi's bedside, wiping away her tears, completely forgetting to ask about any other details of Qin Song's car accident.

Qin Song was actually glad that it was late, because this way she could rest for a while tonight and wouldn't have to rack her brains to figure out how to deal with it.

The single ward was spacious. Qin Song asked the nurse to bring over a folding bed and also bought pillows and blankets from a food delivery app, preparing to stay with his family.

"Xiao Song, go home and rest. Mom will take care of things here." Pei's mother rubbed her red and swollen eyes and forced a loving smile at Qin Song.

"No." Qin Song's voice was completely hoarse, but his tone was very firm when he said "no."

"Xingzhi is unconscious, and I don't want to go back to sleep alone. I can't sleep, so I'll stay here with him."

Knowing her daughter's feelings for Pei Xingzhi, Pei's mother naturally understood her emotions. Pregnant women should avoid stress, especially emotional stress. After thinking it over, Pei's mother decided that rather than forcing her to go home unhappy, it would be better for her to stay peacefully by Pei Xingzhi's side.

Seeing Pei Xingzhi all the time made her feel a little better.

"Xiao Song, go wash up, Mom will make your bed." Pei's mother didn't insist anymore, but wiped her hands and took the blanket from her hands.

"This sofa can be unfolded into a bed. In a little while, Mom will put it together with that canopy bed, and then we can sleep side by side."

"Mmm." Qin Song was so exhausted that her soul felt like it was leaving her body. She didn't even hear what Pei's mother said clearly. As long as Pei's mother stopped forcing her to go home, that was fine.

With no room for so many people in the ward, Qin Song and Pei's mother stayed, so Pei Lingxuan naturally had to go home. Although Zhou Limin had already granted her leave, since staying at the hospital was unnecessary, she felt she might as well go back to work.

Ever since she saw He Miao at Wei Lan Studio, she had been trying to restore her relationship with He Miao. More than half a month had passed, and He Miao had gradually begun to trust and rely on her. She believed that as long as she persisted for a while longer, she would definitely be able to get something out of He Miao.

Tomorrow is the day of the dinner she and He Miao had arranged long ago.

She didn't want to be absent.

……

Qin Song was so tired that she slept very soundly on the sofa in the hospital room, and didn't wake up until after 10 a.m. the next morning.

Doctors and nurses came and went, and the sounds of bottles and jars clattering and doctors talking with Pei's mother never bothered Qin Song.

"Oh, Xiao Song is awake?"

Upon seeing Qin Song open his eyes, Pei's mother immediately put down the kettle and quickly walked over from the doorway.

"Have you slept enough?" Pei's mother leaned down and reached out to brush away the messy hair on Qin Song's face. "The doctor has already come in to check on him once. He shouldn't be making any more noise for the next few hours. Do you want to sleep a little longer? Or would you like to eat something before going back to sleep?"

Qin Song threw back the covers and shook his head groggily, "Mom, I'm hungry."

Pei's mother touched her face: "Mom will go buy food now. Sit down and wake up for a while. Get up and wash up when you're more alert."

Qin Song: "Yes, thank you, Mom."

Not wanting Qin Song to be alone in the ward, Pei's mother didn't go outside the hospital to buy food. Instead, she followed the nurse to the hospital's own cafeteria, grabbed a few dishes, and rushed back as quickly as possible.

The hospital food looks like it has a wide variety of dishes, but it doesn't taste very good.

Especially compared to Pei's mother's cooking skills.

"Oh dear, this food doesn't taste good." After taking a couple of bites, Mother Pei looked disgusted and immediately put down her chopsticks.

Qin Song gave a perfunctory smile: "The food at the hospital is always like this, it doesn't have much flavor. If Mom doesn't like it, I'll order some other dishes from a delivery service and have them sent over."

"No need to order takeout." Pei's mother frowned, looking at the food on the table with a complicated expression. After hesitating for a few seconds, she picked up her chopsticks and started eating again.

"The takeout food is not clean, so Mom would rather eat these bland foods."

"Xiao Song, what about you? Can you eat all this food?"

Qin Song nodded: "I'm fine. I used to eat hospital food all the time, so I'm used to it and don't find it that bad."

"You often eat hospital food?" Pei's mother found this a bit strange. "Xiao Song, why do you often eat hospital food? Were you always sick and hospitalized before?"

"Uh..." Qin Song stammered.

In a moment of slip of the tongue, she accidentally revealed that she had been hospitalized with cancer before she transmigrated...

"Yes, I was often sick." Having already said it, Qin Song could only make up a lie: "I used to be in poor health, so I often stayed in the hospital."

"Ah... that must have been hard on you." Pei's mother didn't doubt her, she just felt sorry for him. "Xiao Song, this food isn't very good, so please make do with it for the next couple of days. Once Xingzhi wakes up and I'm able to go home, I'll cook you some more delicious food and bring it over."

"Okay." Anything is fine with me; Qin Song has no time to worry about these things right now.

The food was bland and tasteless, and the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law could only eat it while complaining about it.

After finishing his meal, Qin Song took out his phone from his bag and realized that he hadn't replied to many of the messages he owed.

Jiang Mian owed the most.

Ever since she left with Lin Jiahe without saying a word yesterday afternoon, Jiang Mian has been sending her WeChat messages intermittently.

First, they asked her what had happened, then they expressed concern for her safety. Finally, they told her that Duan Jialu had decided to collaborate with her, and asked when she would be free to come to the studio to discuss the details of the collaboration and sign a contract.

"Phew..." Looking at the dense text like ants, Qin Song sighed before opening the chat box to type a reply.

—Thank you for your concern, Sister Jiang. I'm fine. I've signed the cooperation agreement with Duan Jialu, but we might have to go to the studio in a couple of days to discuss it in detail.

Although Pei Xingzhi is still in a coma, life and work must go on, and Qin Song will not give up and waste the opportunity he has worked so hard to obtain.

She sat on the sofa beside the hospital bed, replied to work messages on WeChat, and then opened Xiaodigua and Douyin to continue chatting about gossip in the comments section without a care in the world.

At 12:30 pm, Pei Lingxuan pushed open the door to the ward while cursing.

"What bad luck, I keep running into them everywhere..."