Chapter 230 Let Me Rest for a While

Cen Shixue's voice was hoarse: "I didn't see it."

The man on the other end of the phone was obviously unhappy: "Can't you even handle something like this?"

Cen Sixue: "I ran into Mr. Fu in the basement."

Chen Xun: "What did he ask you?"

"I didn't say anything nonsense." Cen Sixue immediately guessed Chen Xun's worry. She said tiredly, "But he stopped me from going up, so I don't know what the situation in the ward is."

"Come back." Chen Xun dropped these two words and hung up the phone.

Cen Sixue put down her phone and threw it aside. The urgent busy tone echoed in her ears, and her fingers gripping the steering wheel felt weak.

——

The nurse sent by the Jiang family took care of Song Yi for one night.

The next morning, Song Yi started receiving an IV drip after breakfast, and the nurse went back to the nearby apartment to prepare lunch for Song Yi.

Song Yi was in better spirits today than in the previous two days. She sat leaning against the hospital bed, chatting with Ying Xing and Tang Qing on her cell phone.

Song Yi had just told them about her hospitalization last night. Ying Xing and Tang Qing were worried and came to ask about her situation early in the morning.

The two said they wanted to take leave to come and see her, but were stopped by Song Yi.

Song Yi was chatting with them when she suddenly heard footsteps coming from the living room outside. She looked up and didn't pay much attention, thinking it was a nurse coming to check the fluid.

Until the bedroom door was pushed open and the familiar figure appeared.

When he saw Fu Xijing, four words suddenly flashed through Song Yi's mind: lingering ghost.

Isn't he busy at work? Isn't it annoying that he is idle all day long?

Song Yi has now formed a certain conditioned reflex.

I get angry whenever I see Fu Xijing.

No matter how she tried to persuade herself not to be angry or excited, it was useless, her temper came out at any time.

For example, now.

She was chatting with a relaxed expression, but when she saw him, the smile on her face immediately disappeared and her whole face turned cold.

No concealment.

Fu Xijing saw how quickly Song Yi's expression changed, and it would be a lie to say he didn't care.

He was silent for a moment, then closed the door and walked to the bedside, then casually asked her, "How do you feel today?"

Song Yi didn't answer him, but directly asked the question he wanted to ask the most: "Are you free?"

Fu Xijing: "I came to the hospital to take care of something, and came to see you on the way."

Song Yi would not believe these excuses, "Oh, then you see, you can leave."

Fu Xijing: "I just want to care about you, you don't have to reject me so much."

"I just reject it, so what?" Song Yi looked at him unhappily, "Please don't speak to me in such a commanding tone in the future."

Fu Xijing choked up. He thought carefully about what he had just said - was it an order?

He seemed to have always been accustomed to this way of expression.

"I didn't order you." Fu Xijing laughed self-deprecatingly. "Besides, would you obey me if I ordered you?"

Song Yi lowered his head and continued to reply to the messages in the group, completely ignoring him.

Fu Xijing made small talk: "Didn't Jiang Yuxu arrange for a caregiver? Where is he?"

Song Yi raised his head again and looked at him impatiently.

Although she didn't say anything, her expression and demeanor said it all: What the hell is it to you?

Fu Xijing sighed, sat down beside the bed, held her arm, and leaned his head on her shoulder.

Song Yi frowned: "Don't touch..."

"Let me lean on you for a while, okay?" Fu Xijing's voice was low and full of fatigue. "I haven't slept for two nights in a row. I'm very tired."

Song Yi thought Fu Xijing was "blaming" her, "I didn't stop you from sleeping."

Don't blame everything on her.

"I really came to the hospital to deal with other matters." Fu Xijing said, "Chen Zheng was in a car accident, it's very serious."

Song Yi frowned, "What's wrong with him?"

Fu Xijing: "Concussion, comminuted rib fractures, the patient is still unconscious."

Song Yi: "Why is it so serious? Is it an accident?"

Fu Xijing shook his head.

Song Yi felt his movements, her right eyelid twitched twice, and she suddenly thought of Shen Xun - although she didn't know much about the Shen family, on the day of Shen Xun and Cen Sixue's wedding, Song Yi felt that Shen Zheng and Shen Xun did not have a good relationship.

But the surface is harmonious.

"...Is it related to his second uncle?" Thinking of this, Song Yi asked directly without hesitation.

Fu Xijing got up from her shoulder, his eyes fell on her face, staring at her.

Song Yi immediately explained: "I just guessed, just pretend I didn't say anything."

"You guessed it right." Fu Xijing continued.

Song Yi's eyelids twitched twice again. It was one thing to guess, but hearing Fu Xijing's answer was another matter.

Even if the relationship is bad, it wouldn't be necessary to kill each other in such an obvious way, right?

"But there's no evidence now," Fu Xijing said, "so there shouldn't be anything we can do to him this time."

Song Yi frowned.

Shen Zheng was so seriously injured, so they just let it go? Wouldn't the Shen family investigate? Wouldn't his parents pursue the matter?

Song Yi had a lot of questions in his mind, but it was inappropriate to ask them out loud, so he swallowed them back when they came to his lips.

But Fu Xijing saw what she was thinking and said, "Don't air your dirty laundry in public."

Song Yi was puzzled: "What about next time? Shen Zheng can't be so lucky every time."

Fu Xijing looked at her furrowed brows and tapped her chin with his finger, "You care about Chen Zheng more than I do now."

His words immediately made Song Yi sober up a lot.

Song Yi slapped Fu Xijing's hand away, his expression cold, "Get out."

Fu Xijing said "hmm", but did not beg her to stay like before. He just gave her a few words of advice and left.

I answered the phone before going out.

Song Yi only heard him say "I'll be there right away" in a very serious tone.

He should be going to deal with Shen Zheng's matter.

Song Yi thought of Shen Zheng's car accident and immediately picked up his phone to search for related news, but found that there was no information about this incident on the Internet.

Combined with Fu Xijing's words just now, "Don't air your dirty laundry in public," Song Yi vaguely guessed the reason.

She was not very familiar with Shen Zheng, but when she heard such a thrilling thing happening around her, she couldn't help but sigh at human nature.

She suddenly felt that she was lucky, at least her relatives and friends were very kind to her.

——

It was three hours later that Song Yi finished the infusion.

At that time, my aunt also came with the prepared lunch.

Song Yi sat on the bed for the whole morning without much activity. He hadn't digested his breakfast yet, so he just ate a few bites at noon.

I had just finished lunch when someone knocked on the ward door again.

With the experience of the morning, Song Yi subconsciously thought of Fu Xijing.

She frowned and decided to ignore him. Even if she didn't respond, Fu Xijing would still come in.

"Xiaoyi? Are you there?" Song Yi had just finished thinking this when he heard Ji Qingyuan's voice through the door.

After identifying the owner of the voice, Song Yi immediately stepped forward to open the door.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw Ji Qingyuan and Fu Qingyun standing at the door.

"Aunt Qing, Uncle Fu." Song Yi greeted them separately, "Sorry, I'm late."

"It's okay, it's okay." Ji Qingyuan held Song Yi's hand and looked at her with concern. "If I hadn't come to the hospital today to do some business, I wouldn't have known you were sick. What happened? You were fine when we had dinner at my house the other day!"

Song Yi pursed his lips and thought to himself that it was your son who caused all this that night.