He has been used to it for so many years. To be precise, it was Li Beiting's own strength that made him feel that everything could be solved and that no problem was a problem.

Song Yan thought about it, but he went out to call Liu Jiang.

"What's wrong? Is Mr. Li sick again?"

Liu Jiang quickly picked it up and asked as soon as he came up.

Song Yan smiled bitterly: "I want to ask you to follow Li Beiting at any time?"

"This... is useless." Liu Jiang understood Song Yan's meaning, but still told her the facts without any concealment.

"Just treat it as a psychological comfort, you can move to the old house."

"Okay, if Mr. Li agrees, I can go there." Liu Jiang hesitated for a moment and agreed.

Song Yan returned to the ward again and asked Qiao Muchen: "How did you do with Liu Jiang's background investigation?"

"A person with a clean background, no problem." Qiao Muchen immediately investigated Liu Jiang when he received Li Beiting's instructions.

"Liu Jiang, born in a family of doctors, is a doctor of medicine at the top Milan university. He is low-key and humble, devotes himself to studying psychopathological treatment techniques. He is a big shot in the industry." Qiao Muchen took out the information to show Song Yan, and picked a few key points and said, "If you don't love fame and fortune, except for people in the circle who regard him as a god, people from the outside world basically don't know how powerful this doctor is."

"Okay, I'll let him move to the old house now. I'll use the laboratory that Dr. Zhao used before."

"I have no objection." Qiao Muchen thought for a while and asked, "You'll just forget about Nicole?"

"Forget it, she did not cause any substantial harm." Song Yan said thinking of the woman's face.

Qiao Muchen shook his head. Song Yanxin was too kind. If the person Nicole saw today was him, he would never have let Nicole resign so easily.

"You go back, just look at Li Beiting by myself."

Seeing that Qiao Muchen was a little tired, Song Yan asked him to go home to rest.

Qiao Muchen hurriedly cheered up: "No, Song Cheng will come over later. Let's watch together. I don't feel at ease if you are here."

"Hasn't Song Cheng been on a business trip recently?" Song Yan asked strangely. She remembered that Song Cheng contacted her last time and said she was going to work in a design team in City B.

Qiao Muchen: "I happened to come back today, and I went to pick him up. When you called me, he was taking a shower. I didn't have time to notify him, so I hurried over."

Song Yan nodded: "I feel like I haven't seen him for a long time."

She missed Song Cheng quite a bit, but just kept this longing in her heart.

"Here you come." Qiao Muchen happened to face the door of the ward and saw Song Cheng's figure outside the glass.

"Sister, I'm here, let's have something to eat first." Song Cheng pushed the door and held the sushi from the Japanese restaurant in his hand.

He put the things on the table, walked to Song Yan, and gave her a big hug.

Song Yan hugged him back. After not seeing him for so many days, he felt that Song Cheng had become much mature and thinner. Somehow, his nose became a little sore.

"Oh, sister, why are you crying?"

Song Cheng let go of Song Yan, and saw that her eyes were red, so he hurriedly comforted her.

"It's okay, I'm not crying." Song Yan forced a smile and shook his head, "I just ate it, you can eat it quickly."

Song Cheng looked at Li Beiting on the bed, and his heart felt a little complicated, but it was fleeting. He pulled Song Yan to sit on the sofa: "You should accompany me, just let Qiao Muchen look at his brother-in-law."

Qiao Muchen did not refute the first time. Even he could feel the pressure on Song Yan. Song Yan really cared about Li Beiting's illness and regarded it more important than himself.

If Li Beiting cannot cure this, Song Yan will become the one who collapses first.

Song Cheng took out sushi and stuttered it. In fact, he had just eaten it and was not hungry at all.

"You taste it, it's really delicious." Song Cheng handed the sushi to Song Yan's mouth. Song Yan looked at Song Cheng helplessly and stuttered.

"How is it, I didn't lie to you, aren't it?" Song Cheng smiled proudly.

"It's delicious." Song Yan has no appetite now, but she still talks to Song Cheng with support.

Slowly, watching Song Cheng eat, her eyelids start to fight.

"Lying down for a while, it's past ten o'clock, you must be tired too." Seeing this, Song Cheng took Song Yanbutt to his lap and let her sleep.

Song Yan refused to sleep at first, but just lay down and fell asleep within five minutes.

Seeing that Song Yan was very uncomfortable in his posture, Song Cheng whispered to Qiao Muchen: "Release my sister's legs onto the sofa."

Qiao Muchen did as he did, and another Song Yan covered her small blanket and whispered to Song Cheng: "I didn't expect you to be a crazy sister-porn maniac."

"That's right, I'm just such an older sister." Song Cheng gave Qiao Muchen a blank look, and his tone was very proud.

No matter what, Song Yan is his only relative in this world.

"I envy you." Qiao Muchen suddenly put away his teasing look, and the envy in his eyes was a bit sincere.

Song Cheng even suspected that he had read it wrong. He looked at Qiao Muchen in surprise: "Are you excited?"

"It is better than a sibling relationship without blood relationships, and my cousins ​​are more scheming than the other, just for the Qiao family's industry." Qiao Muchen thought of the restless cousin in the company recently, and his voice became cold.

Song Cheng's focus was not on his relatives at all: "Is Qiao's company a big slap industry?"

"Compared with Brother Ting, it's nothing." Qiao Muchen was a little helpless at Song Cheng's reaction, but he still said objectively.

Song Cheng was shocked again and sighed: "How rich is my brother-in-law's family."

He originally lived in Qiao's family and was working in the study with Qiao Muchen, and saw the financial statements of Qiao's family. Although he didn't know how to read, just looking at the numbers on the income statement made him feel that the rich people in this world are incredibly rich.

Now, after hearing Qiao Muchen say this, he has a more vivid and intuitive understanding of Li Beiting's property.

Qiao Muchen smiled, and the feeling that had just come out disappeared by Song Cheng's interruption.

The two chatted together, until after three o'clock in the morning, Li Beiting woke up, stood up, looked at Song Yan with his eyes, and then removed the syringe and discharged from the hospital.

...

When Song Yan woke up again, she found herself lying on the bed in her bedroom.

She didn't react for a while, and was stunned for a while before she realized that this was an old house. She hurriedly got out of bed and went to find Li Beiting.

After leaving the room, Li Beiting happened to come over with breakfast.

"Are you all right?" Song Yan saw that his face returned to normal whiteness, and the stone in his heart fell slightly.

"Well, why are you barefoot?" Li Beiting glanced at her petite feet, frowned slightly, put the thing on the counter next to her, picked up Song Yan last time and put it back on the bed.

Although it was summer, the marble floor was still cold, and Song Yan's feet were already a little cool.

Li Beiting put my feet in the palm of his hand and rubbed her warmly.

Song Yan blushed and tried a little hard to pull it back, but Li Beiting held it tightly.

"Don't move." Li Beiting glanced at her reproachfully.

"Why are you discharged from the hospital? What about Song Cheng and Qiao Muchen? Why did I come back? I have no impression of it at all." Song Yan had to speak to cover up her shyness.

No one has ever warmed her feet. She, a Sanda champion, doesn't care about these things. She always thinks that she is strong and resistant to attacks. She never thought that one day she would become such a spoiled person.

Looking at Li Beiting's serious appearance, her face became more and more red and embarrassing.

Li Beiting: "I woke up in the middle of the night and was discharged from the hospital. I took you back to sleep. They were in the guest room and had not yet gotten up."

After he woke up yesterday, he saw Song Yan curled up on the sofa and fell asleep. In order to make her feel more comfortable, he took the person back to the old house.

"oh."

Song Yan was discharged from the hospital in a hurry to hear what he meant, obviously to make her sleep better. She didn't know what to say for a moment.

Li Beiting suddenly said: "Liu Jiang moved in just now, and Nicole and her team are back."

"Nicole is back?"

Song Yan was completely embarrassed now, completely confused by Nicole's behavior. She resigned with her pride yesterday, but why did she come back today?

"Her scientific research costs are limited and the project is stopped, so I can only come and ask me for help."

Li Beiting said coldly, a trace of sharpness flashed in his eyes.
Chapter completed!