"Well, that's good."

The old lady squinted her eyes and looked at the lists. Her heart was at ease. "Yangyang just said that Xi'er shouldn't have any serious problems and will wake up tomorrow morning."

Hearing this, Rong Zhan glanced sideways at Su Yang, and she happened to be looking over at him, and their eyes met in mid-air.

"Mom, it's getting late. You should send grandma back first. I'll arrange for someone to guard here." After a moment, he retracted his gaze and spoke in a calm voice.

"It's already nine o'clock. In half an hour it will be time for your grandma to rest." Yun Chuxian glanced at the time and walked to the old lady: "Mom, since Xi'er has nothing to do here, let's go back first. Let A Zhan take care of the night watch. We will make some Qi-boosting soup for Xi'er tomorrow morning and come back."

"Okay." The old lady nodded, glanced at Rong Xi on the bed, and walked out while twisting her Buddhist beads.

Rong Zhan sent the old lady and Yun Chuxian to the elevator.

The old lady suddenly remembered and said, "Yangyang should have just come from the TV station. I guess she hasn't eaten yet. Ah Zhan, after you arrange for everyone, remember to take Yangyang to eat something. Don't let her go hungry."

"Yes, I know."

Rong Zhan responded indifferently and watched the two of them enter the elevator. When the elevator closed, he just turned around and his cell phone rang. It was Qin Yu calling, saying that the caregiver had already gone.

After hanging up the phone, Rong Zhan returned to the ward and found Su Yang sitting on the edge of the bed, tucking in the quilt for Rong Xi and adjusting the temperature in the room with the remote control.

"Grandma and Mom are gone?"

Hearing footsteps, Su Yang turned around, looked at the handsome man standing at the door, and asked in a low voice.

"The nurse will be here soon. Are you hungry? Do you want to order takeout now or go out to eat later?" Rong Zhan walked to her side, her beautiful and cold face reflected in his dark eyes.

"Let's go out to eat later."

After the two of them stayed in the room for five or six minutes, the nurse Qin Yu found arrived. Rong Zhan simply wished the nurse a few words and left the hospital with Su Yang.

They both drove over, thinking that they would come again tomorrow. Su Yang was too tired to drive, so he simply got into his smoky gray Bentley.

The car was driving very steadily and at a low speed. Gradually, a strong sense of fatigue and sleepiness came over Su Yang, causing his eyelids to slowly close.

After returning to Rongge Mansion, Rong Zhan drove the car into the garage, turned off the engine, unbuckled his seat belt, and glanced at her pretty sleeping face. The dark light in his eyes became softer.

"Wen Yang, we're here."

The familiar faint scent of agarwood and a pleasant, mellow male voice enveloped her nose and ears. Su Yang slowly opened her eyes, and what came into view was a handsome face that was close to her.

"Um?"

The frivolous ending tone rose slightly, with a touch of tenderness that had never been heard before.

Rong Zhan felt a tingling sensation in his heart when he heard this. He put his cool lips close to her ear and unbuckled her seat belt with his hands: "We're home."

Su Yang fully woke up: "Hmm..."

Under the mahogany corridor, the white feather wind chimes were jingling in the evening breeze, which was pleasant and melodious.

Su Yang couldn't help but stop and look at the wind chimes swaying in the dim light: "Where did this wind chime come from?"

"Mrs. Luo bought it for decoration, don't you like it?" Rong Zhan asked while holding her hand.

"No, it just appeared suddenly. I was a little surprised. It was pretty nice."

The two walked into the main door, changed their shoes and walked in, just in time to see Mrs. Luo coming out of the kitchen with dishes: "Sir, Madam, you are back, wash your hands and eat, the food is just ready."

Rong Zhan simply glanced at it and didn't say much, then picked up a few dishes for Su Yang.

Halfway through the meal, Mrs. Luo came over with a framed cloth embroidered with spiritual beasts and half-finished lotus flowers.

"Young Madam, please take a look, is this okay?"

Su Yang glanced at her exquisite embroidery and nodded with a smile: "Well, very good, Luo's craftsmanship is still good. My embroidery skills are a bit inferior."

"That's not the case, Madam. This is also something I can do."

"Remember to take two peach leaves from the magnolia vase in the basement and put them in there. Be gentle when picking them so as not to damage the peach branch."

"Okay, then you eat first, I'll continue embroidering."

After Mrs. Luo returned to the living room, Rong Zhan asked, "What are you embroidering?"

"Purse."

"Purse?"

Su Yang raised her eyes and nodded: "Well, it can be considered a sachet. When Sister Luo finishes embroidering it, you can wear it."

"What's the meaning?"

"It can help you increase your luck."

Rong Zhan narrowed his eyes and didn't ask any more questions. After dinner, he went back to the room with her. Looking at her back, Rong Zhan became more and more confused and said slowly: "Mrs. Rong seems to have many secrets that I don't know."

Hearing this, Su Yang narrowed her eyes slightly, pursed her red lips, and said nothing.

"What is the peach branch in the white magnolia vase in the basement? Why can we take its leaves and put them in our purse to increase our luck?" Seeing that she didn't speak, he spoke again and asked the question in his heart: "Also, how do you know Xixi will wake up tomorrow when the test results haven't come out yet?"

"Rong Zhan, do you believe me?" Su Yang looked at him quietly with calm eyes. Although her voice was light, it revealed obvious expectation.

Her mood was different from when she asked the old lady before. At that time, she was sure that the old lady would believe her.

She was only 80% sure when facing Rong Zhan. As for the remaining 20%, why did she have no confidence? It might be because she felt that Rong Zhan was not someone who could be easily led by the nose. He was a cold and aloof person.

Even though they have a harmonious relationship now and have done everything they should do as a couple, the word "love" is not so easily reflected in Rong Zhan.

But it is undeniable that Rong Zhan does have obvious differences in his attitude towards her and others.

"letter."

Rong Zhan blurted out without any hesitation.

Su Yang was slightly stunned, then chuckled: "It seems that this is not the first time you have tested me like this, so I won't hide it from you. In fact, the white magnolia bottle is a peach branch nourished by my own luck. The white magnolia bottle itself has spiritual energy, which can help the peach branch grow."

"The leaves it grows also carry spiritual energy and my special luck, so they can help people restore their luck and adjust their luck. For example, you really need it. Combined with the red string on your wrist, your luck will recover faster. On the contrary, because you rely on your luck to recover, I can sense your danger, such as the time you were injured."

"But the leaves are not always available. They will only bear fruit when I am in a very good mental state and my luck is not damaged."

After all, that little peach branch also has a temper! It holds her lifeline! (End of this chapter)