Du Yue knew that Zhou Xinyu and Yu Qingshan were living in the People's Hospital, and he didn't dare to delay when he heard her orders. He immediately turned the front of the car and went straight to the People's Hospital.

The ward was filled with a faint smell of disinfectant water. Song Yunan's sweet laughter came from time to time through the cracks in the door. Ruan Shishi followed the sound and pushed the door into the room.

Last bed, Zhou Xinyu was half-supporting her body, enjoying Song Yunan's crazy eating. Although her face was still pale, her mental state was obviously much better than before.

Seeing Ruan Shishi and Yu Yimo appear, she showed a little apology on her face, "I heard from An An that you just came back from Lincheng, why don't you go home to rest?"

"What's more important than waking up."

Ruan Shishi said with a smile, while putting the flowers in her hand in the bottle, looking around the room for a week and asked curiously: "Why are Ye'an not here?"

Zhou Xinyu raised a smile on his face and explained softly: "Maybe he is busy with work, it doesn't matter if he doesn't come."

Maybe it didn't matter to him whether he woke up or not, and he never thought about coming to visit him...

Thinking of this, Zhou Xinyu saw a quick loss in his eyes, but it disappeared immediately in the blink of an eye, replaced by a gentle face.

Song Yean kept winking at Ruan Shishi, signaling her not to talk nonsense, and then pulled her into the corridor with the excuse of going to the bathroom.

The ward that was still noisy just now calmed down immediately.

Yu Yimi leaned quietly against the side, with an extremely cold expression. She exuded the aura of "Don't be close to anyone, and don't bother with acquaintances", which made people frightened from a distance.

Zhou Xinyu's eyes were always gentle, and he didn't seem to mind his indifferent attitude, and he advised softly: "I know you and Shishi have been tossing for several days, and I have nothing to do, so you should take Shishi back and rest quickly."

Yu Yimo did not talk in time.

I still remember when I first met this woman, she had a bright smile on her face and chatted and laughed with Shishi, but in a blink of an eye she was tortured to look sick.

He knew that Ruan Shishi was thinking about Zhou Xinyu, and that Zhou Xinyu was hit by a murderous attack was likely to be related to Shishi, otherwise Song Ye'an would not have reminded him in a vague way before.

Yu Yimo thought of this, and her cold eyes swept across her pale face, subconsciously frowned, and asked coldly: "Do you still remember what happened before the accident?"

Zhou Xinyu didn't seem to expect him to ask like this. He was stunned at first, and then his brows frowned tightly.

"I barely remember some of it. That day I received a message from a virtual number saying that I was asking me to meet at the top floor..." Her memory was a little blurry, and what she said sounded a little vague.

Yu Yimo immediately interrupted her coldly, "You are not like the kind of woman who will be deceived casually."

Zhou Xinyu nodded with a slight look, "I didn't go at that time, but I received another text message a few hours later, and Ye'an was mentioned many times. Then I went to the appointment half-believing and half-doubting, and then I was pushed downstairs directly."

When she said this, her expressions gradually became closer together, not only did her voice become weaker, but her face also looked very painful.

Yu Yimo's suspicion increased, and he stepped forward and stared at her eyes twice, questioned coldly: "The person who sent you a message was holding Song Ye'an's handle in his hand, and you know what this handle is, right?"

She glanced at him secretly, immediately staggered her eyes quickly, and responded in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I can't tell you about this."

"It's enough to know that."

As his cold voice sounded and fell, the room was filled with coldness. Zhou Xinyu subconsciously grabbed the pure white bed sheet under his body, and his heart was about to reach his throat, afraid that he would ask any sensitive questions again.

While the two were talking, the two women outside the corridor were also talking.

"What's wrong with your brother? I still looked affectionate a few days ago. Why didn't I even care about Xinyu's big things when I woke up?" She looked at Song Yunan like a cannon and asked.

"Sister, is my brother just leaving?"

Looking at her puzzled expression, Song Yunan couldn't help rolling her eyes, "When my brother left, my sister-in-law just woke up, her head was still covered. She didn't know that my brother kept guarding her all day long, and she thought she was dreaming."

"Then why...

Song Yunan smiled mysteriously, "He was afraid that his sister-in-law would see his sloppy appearance, so she would go home and change clothes after she gave me the person."

Speaking of this, her eyes turned to the elevator.

Hearing the "ding" sound from the elevator, he thrust his mouth and signaled Ruan Shishi to look at the source of the sound, and jokingly said, "Maybe there will be unexpected surprises."

Ruan Shishi followed her gaze and saw Song Yean, who was wearing a suit and tie, steadily walking out of the elevator entrance.

His expression was extremely serious and serious. The flowers in his hand were not fresh bouquets for visiting patients, but a handful of bright red roses.

The two women looked at each other tacitly and followed him into the ward with a gossipy expression.

Zhou Xinyu was still immersed in the nervousness and did not relieve herself. When he saw him appearing at the door, his eyes were full of confusion. Then he suddenly realized something. His face, which was originally as pale as paper, actually had a clear blush.

Song Ye'an walked slowly over, handed the rose to her eyes, and explained softly: "I'm going back and changing my clothes, I'm late."

"It's okay." She smiled sweetly, holding the bouquet in her hand tightly, looking a little nervous, "I'm very happy that you can come."

Ruan Shishi and Song Yunan looked at each other, and at the same time saw a sentence from each other's eyes, "Is this the end?"

Song Yunan felt sorry for being too strong. She couldn't help but step back her brother's back, lowered her voice, gritted her teeth and reminded: "Sister-in-law finally woke up, but you are talking about the key points."

"Everyone will be angry to death by your brother." Ruan Shishi also followed the gods to make a final blow.

Hearing the whispers of two people, he cleared his throat, took out a small square box from his pocket, and handed it straight to Zhou Xinyu.

The wooden box is full of exquisite carvings, with a sense of antique rusticity, but it doesn't look like a ring box at all. For a while, several people are a little confused.

Zhou Xinyu did not reach out to answer, "This is..."

Song Ye'an slowly opened the box, and a jade bracelet of excellent quality came into view.

He had never looked so serious, and he explained word by word: "This is a bracelet passed down from generation to generation in my family. It has always been passed down to his eldest daughter-in-law, but I only have one child in my generation."

"Family heirloom." Zhou Xinyu stared at the wooden box in a daze and said slowly: "Sorry, I can't accept such a valuable thing. Thank you for your wish."

Song Ye'an had doting in his eyes, and gently met her gaze, "From today on, you will be its only master and the only daughter-in-law of the Song family."
Chapter completed!