C4

The nurse pushed the car in front of Soong Qian. She started to get nervous and frowned. "Soong Qian from bed three?"

Soong Qian was startled by the harsh tone of this nurse she had never seen before, but she didn't take it to heart.

"It's me."

After the nurse received confirmation from Soong Qian, she took out her cellphone from behind her back and madly patted on it. She was not prepared at all.

Soong Qian was stunned. She was confused and panicked, but then she picked up the pillow beside her and threw it at him.

Such an unreasonable action made Soong Qian's temper rise, "Who are you!"

The nurse didn't care about what Soong Qian said. She just left the car and ran out of the ward after a few minutes.

Soong Qian had thrown everything into the house. The head nurse, who had rushed over upon hearing the commotion, turned pale with fright. After inquiring about the situation, she went out to gather some information.

Soong Qian, who was waiting in the ward, felt an unprecedented sense of fear and panic.

The man who clearly said that he loved her on the surface, yet he didn't come to see her for two or three days just for a notice.

She didn't care, didn't care, because she didn't have much of an impression or feeling for him.

What she was afraid of was the feeling of being lost and having no one to rely on. She was afraid of the feeling of being left without a family. This feeling somehow gave Soong Qian a strong sense of familiarity from the bottom of her heart.

Soong Qian waited in the ward for two hours. When the head nurse rushed to the ward, she found Soong Qian asleep. Beside the bed sat a handsome man.

The man made a silent gesture at the nurse's card, and the head nurse, a thirty-something woman with a deep obsession and a terrible lack of family love, obeyed every instruction the man gave her when she saw such a bewitching man.

Soong Qian frowned and curled up on her side on the sickbed that wasn't comfortable and wasn't soft enough.

The man felt that she was having a bad dream. He raised his hand to slowly push away Soong Qian's tightly knitted brows. His face was filled with worry.

Soong Qian seemed to have felt the strangeness on her forehead as she turned around. When the man saw this, he stood up and left without leaving a single word behind.

The door was gently closed. Soong Qian abruptly opened her eyes and sat up from the bed. It was as if she was in a dream. She had a feeling that someone had just come by.

Facing the empty ward, Soong Qian slowly accepted the fact that she was sick.

Perhaps, she thought, it was the moment when she could not accept the fact that she had lost her memory that made her reject everything that was happening around her, or perhaps she was just imagining things.

Soong Qian felt that she could no longer continue like this. If she wanted to find her former self, she had to adapt to the current situation, just like starting from the beginning.

Wang Chen returned early the next morning. At that time, the sky had just brightened and Soong Qian was still closing her eyes.

Soong Qian suddenly felt the bed collapse. She turned around and saw Wang Chen, who was dressed in a tidal wave suit and had makeup on his face. He looked extremely handsome.

However, besides being surprised, Soong Qian didn't have the excitement and enthusiasm that a lover should have. She looked at Wang Chen lightly and said, "You're here."

Wang Chen was a bit surprised. He immediately lay down beside Soong Qian, making her want to give up a spot on the small bed.

But thinking about it, the money for being hospitalized was paid by this man, and the food and clothing seemed to be given by this man as well.

As the saying goes, money makes a difference.

Soong Qian felt that she was that ghost. Wang Chen told her to go east but she couldn't go west. Wang Chen made her laugh at him and she couldn't be depressed.

Even though he was reluctant to move to the bedside, he still felt awkward.