Soft bangs covered his forehead, and his sword-shaped eyebrows flew into his temples. Fragments of sunlight fell in his pale eyes, shining brightly. His thin lips were shallow, his smile was warm, and he was unparalleled in elegance. Sitting indulgently in a wheelchair, his expression

Even though he is pale, he doesn't even cover up his splendor.

When she saw him, she also caught his eye.

The woman has a bandage on her forehead, her silky black hair is fluttering in the wind, her dark phoenix eyes are calm, her face is picturesque, as cold as frost, her red lips are pursed slightly, as if she is a little surprised, and she is still wearing a hospital gown, and she is still charming.

"Sorry to bother you."

Zhen Shan could see that he should be alone here to enjoy the beautiful scenery, so he nodded lightly and planned to turn around and leave.

But suddenly, she heard a noise from behind, turned around, and saw him covering his heart and falling to the ground.

Zhen Shan was slightly startled and quickly walked over to help him, "How are you?"

The man's originally pale face became even whiter, his head was covered with cold sweat, and his whole body was tense, but even though he was in pain, he never made a sound.

Zhen Shan noticed the place where his hand was holding tightly, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, his heart?

"Where's your medicine?"

"Kou, bag," he said with difficulty.

Zhen Shan quickly took out the medicine bottle from his pocket, poured the medicine and put it to his lips.

After taking the medicine, he was still weak and could only lean on her, breathing a little quickly.

Zhen Shan looked around and had the urge to beat Que'er and ask him to get rid of all his bodyguards. It's okay now.

To be romantic, you must first have a life.

Queer hid with a guilty conscience, hey, hey, it didn't make the reincarnation of the god in this life so weak.

"Is it better? I'll help you get into the wheelchair and take you back first."

He nodded slightly.

However, he looked thin, but he was really not light. Her body was also very weak, and her feet were unsteady and she sprained her legs.

Zhen Shan frowned slightly, but said nothing. She helped him sit in the wheelchair and pushed the wheelchair away quickly.

Coincidentally, as soon as I reached the intersection, I saw Memorial and several strong men in black suits approaching.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Miannian ran over as if he was anxious and looked at the man in the wheelchair with concern.

Big brother?

Zhen Shan's eyes moved slightly. Jiannian was an only daughter and had no biological brother. However, the Song family, where Ji's mother was married for the second time, had an eldest son who was frail since childhood but whose methods intimidated the entire Yuncheng.

He is actually Mian Nian's stepbrother, Song Jingcheng, who brought the Song family to its peak?

Should she say good luck, or should she still be haunted?

Song Jingcheng didn't know whether it was because he felt too uncomfortable or something else, but when he heard the voice of commemoration, he didn't even lift his eyes.

The memory hit a soft nail, and she was a little embarrassed. Her eyes touched Zhen Shan, and there was a gloomy look in her eyes, but then she asked in surprise, "Cousin, why are you here?"

"He's a little uncomfortable when he comes out for a walk. Please take him to the hospital quickly."

Zhen Shan gave his seat to the bodyguards and asked them to push him in.

"Cousin, you and my eldest brother?"

Zhen Shan glanced at her lightly and said, "We met by chance."

"Really? My elder brother has been in poor health. I went to check first. Cousin, you..."

"I'll go back to my own room."

"Okay," Niannian saw that she really didn't want to get close to Song Jingcheng, his eyes flashed, he said a few careless words of concern, and then left.

Zhen Shan didn't bother to pay attention to the black heart lotus. The instep of his right foot hurt terribly.

She staggered and found an inconspicuous place to lean on for a long time. After the pain subsided, she slowly walked in and asked a doctor to bandage it.

The empress feels that she is a little miserable.

However, the original person is a poor little person, so there is nothing wrong with him.

The next day, Zhen Ying came to the hospital, but, sorry, she wasn't here to see her "daughter".

"Your aunt's stepson, the eldest son of the Song family, is not in good health. Since you are also in the hospital, you should go and see him. Don't tell anyone that he has no tutor."

Zhen Shan raised her eyebrows slightly, tutor?

Haha, I don’t even have a family, so how can I have a tutor?

And Zhen Ying, a woman who got pregnant out of wedlock and had sinister thoughts, deserves to talk to the empress about tutoring?

But Zhen Shan was not in the mood, and it was not the right time to confront her, so he put down the book in his hand, got out of bed and followed her out.

Zhen's mother gave her a cold look, turned around and left.

Song Jingcheng's ward was on the floor above hers. At this time, Song's father and Ji's mother were both there.

Although Song's father is middle-aged, he does not have the Mediterranean Sea or a beer belly. He is a very handsome and mature uncle.

He looked at Nian Nian lovingly, "Thanks to Nian Nian this time, otherwise your eldest brother would have been in danger."

"What Dad said is wrong. Nian Nian is Nian Nian's eldest brother. Of course Nian Nian cares about you."

"Good boy."

Zhen Shan resisted the urge to roll his eyes. He really didn't know what Niannian had done before.

She looked at Song Jingcheng, who was sitting on the bed. His face was still very pale, his thin lips were still smiling, and his pale eyes were looking at Song's father and the others calmly, not showing any emotions, like an outsider watching a show.

He seemed to be aware of her gaze, and turned to look at her.

Zhen Shan didn't avoid it either, and nodded slightly as a greeting.

When Zhen's mother heard Song's father praising his memory, she immediately forgot about Zhen Shan. She was very happy and hurried over to support him.

In her original form, she might have been stabbed in the heart again, but Zhen Shan had no feelings at all for Zhen Ying, a problematic mother, and just watched their various shows with cold eyes.

"This is what Nian Nian should have done, so don't praise her," Ji's mother said as she poured soup for Song Jingcheng and put it on the table next to his bed.
Chapter completed!