C7

But in the face of this man, there was always an urgent and determined voice crying out from the bottom of his heart: Leave him, leave him.

Naturally, she had to stay, and Soong Qian followed the words that made her feel right.

Zhang Kai didn't expect Soong Qian to say that. He just looked at her with an indifferent face. He couldn't see any expression that could represent his inner heart.

He took out his cell phone, turned around and called someone, then looked at Soong Qian, "You want to see me, don't be in such a hurry."

Before Soong Qian could understand what had just happened, the person in front of her had already dragged her long back and was about to disappear from their sight.

A trace of disappointment flashed through Soong Qian's heart. Very quickly, she was caught by the head nurse who rushed over from behind.

Life in the hospital was boring and dull. Soong Qian had experienced it for herself. Wang Chen would come to see her every now and then, but they would only chat awkwardly throughout the whole process to announce their work.

However, these days, Soong Qian would often think of the man who had saved her, struggling out of her thoughts and cursing her in her heart.

Soong Qian ate the food in the bowl and looked at the pot. After realizing what was going on, she immediately forced herself to shave off the face in her mind that wasn't in harmony with Wang Chen and her.

On this day, an aunt from the next ward was scolded by the head nurse for mistakenly entering Soong Qian's room.

It was probably because Soong Qian had been threatened repeatedly a few days ago, and the head nurse had been angered by the leader. Naturally, these few days, she was especially sensitive to Soong Qian in Room 8082.

The head nurse was so angry that she almost fainted, but Soong Qian, who was in the ward, didn't know it at all.

It wasn't until around 6 PM when the head nurse and a few nurses came in to examine Soong Qian that she found out about it.

The next morning, while the nurses were still working, Soong Qian got up early and walked around the ward a few times. Suddenly, she saw the orange blossoms sent by Uncle Zhang.

He picked up the still tender and alluring Zhang Qian, turned around and went into the next room.

Due to her coronary heart disease, her aunt temporarily stayed in the VIP ward next door for a week.

The aunt looked to be nearly sixty years old, and when she saw Soong Qian, she didn't know whether to be happy or angry.

In a flash, the aunt was relieved. "It's hard for you to remember me. Yesterday's incident was also my fault, but …"

When Soong Qian was about to place the orange flower on her aunt's bed, she saw a bunch of exactly the same orange flower on the bedside table.

He could not help but tease, "What a coincidence, did auntie secretly go to my room in the middle of the night to copy the flowers?"

"So you're actually a clever little girl."

Soong Qian's joke turned her aunt into an orange flower blooming in the air.

Soong Qian steadied her heart. "Auntie looks so young, but do you have any maintenance tips? Can you tell me too? When I'm old, I want to learn from Auntie?"

Soong Qian's aunt, whose face was covered with a soothing smile, was very satisfied with her sweet mouth. "Where did this girl come from? Her mouth looks like it was smeared with honey."

The laughing old lady was not at all like the old man with coronary heart disease that Soong Qian knew.

"I'm sixty-five years old. I want a daughter all my life, but the heavens won't give in to me. I've had three sons in succession."

Saying that, he let out a long sigh, without any intention of hiding anything.