Chapter 109 Song Ruonan's Panic

Assistant Liu raised his hands in surrender. "No, no, no, I'm wrong. Are you hungry? I'll go buy you some food. You didn't eat last night, did you?"

Lin Jianyan said hurriedly, "Don't go buy food. I'll go back to the villa later and ask the chef at home to make some soup. The food bought outside is too watered down. It's not nutritious and tastes average."

The two of them quickly declined, and Lin Jianyan said, "Brother Wu doesn't really like eating out, he still feels more at ease eating food made by the chef at home."

The two of them stopped talking. Okay, I understand. They were just here by chance.

Lin Jianyan was going to talk to Qin Wu, but when he entered the room, he found that there were several more big men in the room. When they saw him, they quickly stood up and bowed respectfully.

"Sister-in-law!"

Lin Jianyan curled his lips stiffly, "Just call me Mr. Lin."

Those people also obeyed and immediately changed their address to "Mr. Lin!"

Lin Jianyan didn't ask what they were doing here. She turned to Qin Wu and said, "I'm going home for a while. I'll make you some soup. If you need anything, call the nurse. I'll be back soon."

Qin Wu smiled and nodded: "Okay, drive slowly on the road."

Lin Jianyan left the ward, but she ran into Uncle Zhao and Song Ruonan right as she walked out of the hospital.

"Uncle Zhao, why are you here? Why is Miss Song here with you?"

Uncle Zhao raised the large lunch box in his hand, with a gentle smile on his face, and said, "I'll bring you some soup. The chef has been stewing it for two hours. It's a lot. You all can have some."

Lin Jianyan took the big lunch box from him and turned his gaze to Song Ruonan.

"Miss Song came to me this morning and said that Zhao Dalong didn't come home all night. She was worried and wanted to see if he was there." Uncle Zhao continued to explain.

Song Ruonan stood aside, her eyes full of worry and panic, "Mr. Lin, I'm really worried about Dalong. He went out last night saying he was going to buy something, but he didn't come back all night. This morning I went to the villa, but the housekeeper said he wasn't there. Then I heard that you came to the hospital, and I was very panicked, so I followed you."

Lin Jianyan looked at her flustered expression and sighed, "Let's go, let's talk inside."

Song Ruonan suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart, but she didn't rush to ask more questions and followed Lin Jianyan into the hospital.

Lin Jianyan took the two of them up to the third floor by elevator and arrived at the door of Qin Wu's ward. He turned around and handed the lunch box to Uncle Zhao, "Brother Wu is inside, and next door is A Bao. Uncle Zhao, please give them a portion of soup. Miss Song and I have something to say."

Uncle Zhao took the lunch box and nodded, "Okay." Then he gently opened the door of the ward and walked in.

Lin Jianyan turned to look at Song Ruonan, "Miss Song, please follow me."

Song Ruonan bit her lip, took two deep breaths and followed.

Lin Jianyan took Song Ruonan and walked slowly along the hospital corridor. They didn't stop until they reached the door of the ICU. He turned around and looked at Song Ruonan.

Song Ruonan looked at the huge words "ICU" in front of her, and her anxiety grew. Her face turned pale and her voice trembled. "Mr. Lin, why did you bring me here?"

"Don't be nervous, calm down, it's not as serious as you think." Lin Jianyan saw her take two deep breaths and relax a little before continuing:

"Zhao Dalong went shopping yesterday and happened to see Brother Wu being surrounded by people. He went to help and blocked a bullet for Qin Wu. However, he has already completed the operation. The operation went smoothly. He is now under observation and will be transferred to the general ward soon."

When Song Ruonan heard that Zhao Dalong was shot, her legs almost went weak and she almost couldn't stand. But when she realized that his life was no longer in danger, she put her hand on her chest and breathed a sigh of relief. The fear in her eyes slowly faded away.

"It's all right, it's all right."

Lin Jianyan looked at her with an apologetic look on his face, "We are so sorry for Dalong this time. If it weren't for him, Brother Wu would have been in danger. Don't worry, he is our savior, and we will never treat him unfairly."

Song Ruonan's eyes became red again as she listened, her voice choked with sobs, and she quickly wiped away her tears, "I'm glad he's okay. Brother Dalong is definitely not the kind of person who would seek favors. Besides, if you hadn't helped us, we would still be living a shameful life there."

"It was you who gave us money, so that Dalong could take me to see a doctor, so that I could live like a normal person, and Shuanzi could go to school like a normal child. You are our benefactor, and so is Mr. Qin."

"No one wants this accident to happen, Mr. Lin, you don't have to feel too guilty. This was Dalong's choice. Even if something unexpected happens, we won't blame you."

Lin Jianyan hadn't expected that she would think this way. He was filled with mixed emotions and didn't know what to say.

If she made a big fuss, he would still have ways to deal with it, but she was too sensible, and Lin Jianyan didn't know how to treat her well.

Finally, he said solemnly: "Don't worry, Dalong's injury will not be in vain. We will definitely avenge him."

Song Ruonan nodded, a little tired, "Mr. Lin, I want to be alone for a while."

Lin Jianyan nodded and left without saying anything else, giving her some time alone.

After he left, Song Ruonan sat down on the bench beside her exhausted, buried her head in her hands, and cried out in a suppressed voice.

When Lin Jianyan returned to the ward, the big men had already left, and Uncle Zhao was sitting next to him talking to him.

Seeing him come in, Uncle Zhao peeled an orange and handed it to him, "Take a taste, it's quite sweet."

"Thank you." Lin Jianyan sighed while sitting on the chair next to him, subconsciously broke off a slice of orange and put it into his mouth, his face wrinkled because of the sour taste.

“So sour!”

The two people next to him were stunned when they saw his expression. They had just eaten it, and they didn’t feel it was sour?

Uncle Zhao was even more curious, so he reached out and picked up another one without saying a word. Then he broke off half and handed it to Qin Wu, and put the remaining petal into his mouth.

The full juice bursts in the mouth, the perfect sweetness of 80% is wrapped with a slight sourness, the two blend just right, the sour and sweet feeling jumps on the taste buds, it is particularly refreshing, making people can't help but want to eat a few more.

Qin Wu also put it in his mouth, chewing it and smacking his lips, then looked at him and said, "This is quite delicious. From your expression just now, I thought it was too sour to eat."

Uncle Zhao also nodded and agreed, "Yes, although it's a bit sour, it's still a bit sweeter. Did you just eat a poorly grown one, so it tastes sour?"

Lin Jianyan shook his head and put the remaining oranges on the table. "It's not because of the oranges. I can't eat any fruit that's even slightly sour."

"You guys eat oranges. Here are some bananas. I'll have a banana."