Chapter 51: Solo 51 Song, I like you very much,...
Song Yu didn't sleep well that night. She set the alarm and got up several times in the middle of the night just to see how serious Zhou Ci's fever was. If it was very high, she would call the family doctor to come and see him.
Zhou Ci's fever was indeed quite severe, but he refused to have his family doctor come to his house because Song Yu's doctor was a man in his thirties. He didn't want Song Yu to have too much contact with men in the middle of the night because of him, but he also didn't want Song Yu to stay with him all night. He felt bad, so he endured it himself. Song Yu asked him if it was uncomfortable, and he said no. When the time came, he took another dose of fever-reducing medicine and finally fell into a drowsy sleep.
At daybreak, the fever had subsided a little. Song Yu was still worried, so he called the family doctor home and asked his aunt to make some porridge and keep it warm in the rice cooker so that Zhou Ci could eat it anytime he wanted.
It was morning, it was already light outside and the nanny was there, so Zhou Ci didn't insist on it anymore. He asked Song Yu's family doctor to give him an IV and he took the prescribed medicine obediently.
After the family doctor and the aunt left, Song Yu sat down on the edge of Zhou Ci's bed and asked him, "Little boy, would you like some porridge?"
After a night of fever and with an IV drip still in his hand, Zhou Ci felt listless and just wanted to sleep. He shook his head, "Sister, I don't want to eat."
"But you didn't eat anything last night." Song Yu frowned, "And your fever is so high, you need to drink water. Auntie's porridge is delicious, fragrant and sticky. I ate two bowls."
Zhou Ci lay on the bed, looking at her eagerly: "Then sister, can you feed me?"
Song Yu has to go to school today, and then go back to work at the company after finishing his work, so he is a bit pressed for time.
She raised her wrist to check her watch and decided to feed Zhou Ci before going out, otherwise she would feel uneasy outside all day. "Then sit up first."
Zhou Ci sat up obediently. Song Yu placed two lumbar pillows on his waist to make him sit more comfortably. Then he stood up and went to the kitchen to serve him a bowl of porridge. "Auntie has been warming it. It's not hot anymore. Come on! Open your mouth!"
When had Song Yu ever served anyone food? It was Zhou Ci. She had raised him as her younger brother and was used to taking care of him as an older sister, so that was why she got this honor. But even so, it was very difficult for her to feed him.
After finally feeding Zhou Ci a bowl, Song Yu's hands were sore, but seeing that Zhou Ci was still not satisfied, he asked, "Do you want to eat more?"
Zhou Ci nodded. He was enjoying the meal. The porridge his sister fed him was delicious. He thought he could have two more bowls.
Song Yu went to add another bowl of porridge for him. Although her hands were sore, Zhou Ci was willing to eat it, so it didn't matter if she was a little tired.
She treated Zhou Ci like a younger brother. Seeing him grow up under her protection and become a good and outstanding person, she felt very proud, accomplished and satisfied.
Zhou Ci ate three bowls in a row, and Song Yu fed him three bowls. After feeding him the porridge, Song Yu looked at the empty bowl and said proudly, "Isn't the porridge cooked by Auntie delicious?"
"It's delicious! It tastes even better because my sister fed it to me."
"You're so sweet!" Song Yu touched his messy head. "Auntie will be at home all day today. I asked her to stay and take care of you and cook for you. Just be patient. Eat well and have a good rest. Don't do anything else. I'll let Auntie supervise you."
"I will listen to my sister and eat well, rest well, and do nothing else."
"I'll call back." Song Yu said again.
"Okay, I'll wait for my sister's call."
"No, I'm afraid it will disturb your rest, so I will call Auntie to ask about your situation."
"But I want to answer my sister's call, I really want to."
The sick Zhou Ci felt fragile and clingy, just like a child who is not feeling well and always wants an adult to accompany him.
"Then I'll call Auntie first to make sure you're awake, and then I'll call you back, okay?"
"good!"
"Then I'm going out. You should have a good rest at home."
"Goodbye, sister!"
It was really late, so Song Yu didn't delay any longer. He packed up and went out.
After having a fever all night, Zhou Ci was really sleepy. He drank three more bowls of porridge. As soon as Song Yu left, he fell asleep and didn't wake up until the afternoon.
When Song Yu called at noon, the nanny told her that Zhou Ci was still sleeping. The nanny was quite hesitant, not knowing whether to wake Zhou Ci up for dinner.
Zhou Ci always had a cold face. Although he never said anything to his aunt, his aunt didn't dare to offend him, let alone disturb him and annoy him. Whenever there was something going on at home, she would talk to Song Yu, and only when there was no other way would she talk to Zhou Ci.
This time was no exception. She didn't dare to call Zhou Ci, so she simply asked Song Yu for the decision.
"Don't wake him up. He didn't sleep well last night. Let him sleep. Auntie, you stay at home and make him whatever he wants to eat when he wakes up. Just keep it light."
"I know this. Mr. Zhou always eats light food. I'll make it for him when he wakes up."
After hanging up the phone, Song Yu also prepared to go to lunch. She had been busy at school all morning and had to rush back to work in the afternoon. She planned to have a casual lunch for herself.
They found a beef noodle shop to eat noodles. While waiting for the noodles, Song Yu received a call from Han Jin.
"Song, are you free tonight? I'd like to treat you to dinner."
"Tonight?" Song Yu gestured for the waiter to put down the bowl of noodles, then switched hands and continued talking: "I'm afraid not tonight. My brother is sick, and I have to go home to look after him."
"Song, can you come back later? Just have a meal. I have something important to tell you." Han Jin's voice was a little anxious.
"Isn't it something important that can't be said over the phone?"
Han Xin said in a serious tone: "No, this is very important. I must tell you in person."
Song Yu really wanted to know: "Han Jin, what is the important thing? You have piqued my curiosity."
Han Jin laughed heartily on the phone: "If you want to know so much, then have dinner with me tonight and I'll tell you."
Song Yu thought about it for a few seconds, and finally agreed: "Okay, let's have a meal together. While we're eating, you can tell me this very important thing. But I can't go to the gym with you today. I have a patient at home to take care of."
Hankin cheered up, "Okay!"
Song Yu could feel his good mood through the phone. Han Jin was like that. His happiness and unhappiness were written on his face, so Song Yu liked to play with him without having to think.
Zhou Ci slept until around three in the afternoon. The three bowls of porridge he had in the morning provided him with a lot of energy. He didn't feel hungry at this moment. He felt much better after a good sleep.
The nanny was standing in the living room, facing Zhou Ci's door. When she saw Zhou Ci coming out of the room in his pajamas, she quickly stood up and said, "Mr. Zhou, are you awake? What would you like to eat? I'll make it for you."
"Cook a bowl of noodles. Don't put meat in it. Put more vegetables in it." Zhou Ci poured a glass of water at the water bar. After drinking it, he asked again, "Did my sister call and come back?"
"Yes, Miss Song called at noon, but you were sleeping at that time, and Miss Song didn't want to wake you up."
Zhou Ci looked at the clock in the living room. It was almost four o'clock. The Song Group's Robotics R&D Center was near University B, just two blocks away and a ten-minute drive away. It was very convenient for Song Yu to go to and from get off work, otherwise she would have moved to a new house long ago.
He smiled for once and said good-naturedly, "It's okay. My sister will be back from get off work soon anyway. No need to call."
After finishing his noodle soup, Zhou Ci returned to his room to shower. He sweated profusely, feeling sticky and uncomfortable. He was even more afraid of being rejected by his sister. His sister was already hard to pursue, but if he lost the advantage of his face, it would be even harder. Although his sister never said it, he knew that she was obsessed with looks and was only interested in good-looking people. Only if he was good-looking enough would he have a chance of being noticed by her.
When Zhou Ci came out of the bathroom, he picked up his phone and called Fang Hao, who was still in another province helping him finish the work, to find out about the progress of the work.
Fang Hao was also about to report his work to his boss, but he was worried that his boss was still ill, so he didn't dare to disturb him and just waited passively for his boss's call.
The two communicated on the phone for more than an hour. When Zhou Ci hung up, it was already 5:20 in the afternoon, and Song Yu was about to come back.
He was in a very good mood. He took a book and walked out of the room. His aunt was picking vegetables in the dining room. When she saw him come out, she quickly stood up and asked, "Mr. Zhou, what would you like to eat tonight?"
"Anything is fine with me. You can make some baby cabbage soup. My sister likes it."
"Miss Song won't be back for dinner tonight."
The smile on Zhou Ci's face froze, "What did you say?"
"Miss Song has an appointment tonight and will be having dinner outside before coming back. She asked me to tell you something."
"Why are you saying this now?"
"Because you have been in the room all the time, Mr. Zhou, and I'm not sure whether you are sleeping or not, so I don't want to disturb you, so..." Seeing Zhou Ci's face getting darker and darker, the aunt's voice became smaller and smaller. She was really afraid of Zhou Ci.
Zhou Ci was silent for a moment before he took the book back to his room: "Got it, Auntie, you go ahead and do your thing."
After arriving at the room and closing the door, Zhou Ci took out his cell phone to call Song Yu.
His expression was very calm. When the call was connected, he acted as if nothing had happened and called out, "Sister!"
Song Yu had just gotten off work and was about to drive to pick up Han Jin. As soon as she opened the car door and got in, she received a call from Zhou Ci. She was not surprised at all: "Little friend, are you awake? How are you feeling? Are you feeling better?"
"No, I'm still not feeling well. I heard from Aunt Qin that my sister won't be back for dinner tonight. Is she going to have an appointment with someone?"
"Yes, I was worried about you and wanted to go home early, but Han Jin said he had something to tell me, but he refused to tell me what it was over the phone and insisted on having dinner with me. I saw that his expression was too serious, and I wondered if he wanted to borrow money from me, but he was too embarrassed to ask over the phone, so he asked me out for dinner and said, don't worry, I'll be back after dinner and won't stay out long."
Zhou Ci's hands that were supporting himself on the bed sheet suddenly tightened, but he said, "It's okay, I'll just eat outside and come back later."
"Okay, just tell Aunt Qin what you want to eat. You can't skip dinner, do you hear me?"
"I listen to my sister."
"That's it for now. I'm going to pick up Han Jin. He's at the Olympic Sports Center. It's a bit far from the company."
"Sister, drive carefully on the road."
"I know, bye!"
After hanging up, Zhou Ci threw his phone onto the bed, glanced at the bathroom door, and then stood up and began to take off his clothes one by one. When he was completely naked, he entered the bathroom, turned on the shower, and switched it to cold water.
Icy water poured down, and Zhou Ci's body trembled only slightly the moment it touched his skin before regaining its composure. He drenched himself thoroughly in the shower, then emerged, opened the door to the terrace, and stood there in the cold air for more than ten minutes, until his body could no longer bear it, then closed the door and went into his room.
At this time, Zhou Ci's body was showing signs of returning to fever, but he remained calm, with even a slight curl at the corner of his lips. Despite feeling dizzy, he put on his clothes one by one, and finally dried his hair in an orderly manner, completely recovering to his previous appearance. He took the thermometer to check his temperature, and successfully reached the high fever temperature before leaving the room with satisfaction.
Aunt Qin was serving the last of her soup when she saw Zhou Ci coming out. She called out, "Mr. Zhou, the meal is ready. Come and have dinner."
Zhou Ci's face flushed, and he said to Aunt Qin, "Auntie, where is the ear thermometer at home? I feel like I have a fever again."
"Is it burning again?" Aunt Qin put down the soup bowl, wiped her hands on her apron, and hurried over. "Let me look for it. It should be in the living room. Miss Song used it to measure your temperature this morning."
After some searching, Aunt Qin successfully found the ear thermometer in the drawer of the coffee table in the living room. She quickly took Zhou Ci's ear temperature and saw that he had a high fever again. She said anxiously, "I'm afraid we need to go to the hospital. We can also ask Doctor Liu to come home and take a look." She took out her cell phone and prepared to call Song Yu: "With such a high temperature, I have to call Miss Song to let her know and see how she will handle it."
Zhou Ci reached out to stop her: "My sister is having dinner with a friend. She might have just picked someone up at this time. Don't disturb her. Just ask Doctor Liu to come home and see me."
"No, Miss Song told me to take good care of Mr. Zhou and to call her immediately if anything happens. Mr. Zhou has such a high fever. If I don't tell Miss Song, she might blame me."
Zhou Ci withdrew his hand, "Then fight me! You have your reasons, and I can't let my sister misunderstand you."
Aunt Qin dialed Song Yu's phone number very smoothly. As soon as the call was connected, Aunt Qin told Song Yu about Zhou Ci's situation.
Song Yu and Aunt Qin understood the situation and asked Zhou Ci to answer the phone.
Zhou Ci answered the phone and apologized to Song Yu first: "I'm sorry, sister. My matter has affected your date again. Actually, it's okay for me. Don't worry about me, sister. Just go out for dinner and date. I'll ask Dr. Liu to come to the house to check on you."
The more sensible he was, the more distressed Song Yu felt. "The fever has returned. We can't go to Dr. Liu anymore. Let's go directly to the hospital for a comprehensive examination to find out what the problem is. Otherwise, I won't be at ease."
"Then I'll just let Aunt Qin accompany me. Sister doesn't have to come back just for me."
"Aunt Qin is very good at cooking and cleaning, but how can I trust her with things like going to the hospital? We can eat the meal another day, and it's okay to talk another day. Just wait for me at home, I'll be back soon."
"But I don't want to trouble my sister again and again because of my affairs and affect her normal social life."
"What's there to talk about between siblings? Believe it or not, I'll beat you up. I'll be right back to take you to the hospital. That's a deal, hanging up!"
"Well, then I will listen to my sister and wait for her at home."
Aunt Qin watched silently from the side. She saw that the way Zhou Ci spoke to Song Yu was completely different from the way he spoke to people other than Song Yu. The more she watched, the more she felt that Zhou Ci was not simple and must not be offended. She would rather offend Miss Song than Mr. Zhou.
Zhou Ci hung up the phone and returned it to Aunt Qin, "Aunt Qin, serve me some rice!"
Although he was not feeling well, he was in a good mood. Even though he had a poor appetite, Zhou Ci still finished a whole bowl of rice and a bowl of vegetable soup.
Song Yu hung up the phone and was about to get up, but Han Jin stopped him, "Song, you promised to have dinner with me today."
"I'm sorry, Han Jin, I have to stand you up again. How about tomorrow? The day after tomorrow, any day will be fine, but I really have to go today. My brother has a recurring fever, and I have to take him to the hospital for a checkup."
Zhou Ci had messed up his two proposals in a row. Even though Han Jin was a kind-hearted person, he was still annoyed at this time: "Zhou is not a child. He is an adult. He can go to the hospital and get checked by himself. Your family doctor can also accompany him. It doesn't have to be you."
"It's different. The family doctor is an outsider, but I'm his sister. He's an adult and can go to the hospital to handle these things on his own, but I don't want him to have to go to the hospital alone with a high fever to get injections, blood tests, and other tests. Han Jin, he never relies on anyone except me, and I'm the only one he can rely on. It's been like this since he was little."
"It's not normal for you to do this. You are not biological siblings and you have no blood relationship." Han Jin shouted. He really couldn't understand. Although he was not very smart, he could feel that Zhou Ci and Song Yu were not just siblings.
"But I just treat him as my own brother." Song Yu yelled back. She really didn't like others misunderstanding her relationship with Zhou Ci. It was obvious that she and Zhou Ci were just a simple brother and sister. Why did these men think so complicatedly? Her girlfriends didn't have so many things to worry about.
Song Yu was angry. She stood up without saying a word, took the key and prepared to go out. "Han Jin, I'm leaving first. If you are unhappy, we can reduce the chances of meeting in the future."
"I'm sorry, Song. I know I'm not emotionally stable and I'm taking my anger out on Zhou." Han Jin quickly intervened. "I'm just frustrated. I carefully prepared two confessions. I like you and want you to be my girlfriend, but I never got the chance to say them both times."
"What did you say?" Song Yu was dumbfounded. "You like me?" "Yes! Song!" Han Jin always smiled brightly and looked carefree, but when he said this, he was unusually serious. "Song, I like you very much and want you to be my girlfriend. Can you promise me?"
Han Jin was wearing red and green contrasting clothes. His outfit was always great, and only someone with his handsome face could pull off such a trendy look. Today, he had obviously dressed up carefully. He was serious and formal about his feelings, a pure and innocent boy. Now that the decision-making power was in Song Yu's hands, his palms were sweating with nervousness.
Song Yu was a little confused. It was indeed easy for her to get along with Han Jin, but she only regarded Han Jin as a partner. They ate together, worked out together, and played together. She had never thought of the role of boyfriend. "I'm sorry, I didn't think you would like me. Is there something about me that I have no sense of boundaries? If so, please tell me and I will correct it." She really didn't think Han Jin would like her. She knew that she was good-looking and there were so many people who liked her that they lined up. But Han Jin was not bad-looking either, and there was no shortage of beautiful women chasing after him. The two of them were balanced in terms of appearance, so she had never thought that Han Jin would like her.
Han Jin had a sad face: "Song, are you rejecting me?"
"No, I'm just surprised. Actually, you're a nice person, but I've always considered you a friend and never thought of you as a boyfriend or girlfriend. But I'll think about what you said carefully. Can you give me some time?" Song Yu didn't say it all at once. What she was thinking was that she was single anyway, and Han Jin was quite interesting. If they took it a step further and became each other's boyfriend, that wouldn't be impossible. At least she really liked Han Jin's looks.
Han Jin's eyes lit up: "When can you give me a reply?"
"I think we shouldn't settle down right away. How about just letting things take their own course? Let's start as friends first."
Hankin blinked and frowned, "What's the difference between then and now?"
"It seems that there is no difference, but I haven't thought about it yet, so I can't agree to it. If you feel you can't accept it, that's okay."
"Okay then!" Han Jin said with a bitter look on his handsome face, "Can I still ask you out again in the future? Not as a boyfriend, but as a friend, like before."
"Of course! Is this the very important thing you wanted to tell me yesterday?"
"Yes, I take relationships very seriously. If I'm sure I like you, I'll tell you. If I fall in love with someone else, I'll be the first to tell you too."
"This is a good habit, keep it up." Song Yu looked at the watch and realized that she had wasted a lot of time. She was worried about Zhou Ci's condition and was in a hurry to leave. "Then I'll go first. We can meet again when we have time. But I hope that next time, you won't misunderstand the relationship between me and my brother. He really is my brother."
"Ok ok!" Han Jin raised his hands in surrender. "I was emotionally unstable. I was wrong!"
Song Yu rushed home as quickly as possible. Zhou Ci was already running a fever so much that he couldn't sit still and lay down directly on the sofa in the living room. Aunt Qin stayed by his side and put a fever-reducing patch on him, but his temperature still didn't go down and he was turning around in circles anxiously.
Seeing Song Yu return home, Aunt Qin breathed a sigh of relief and came up to her and said, "Miss Song, you're finally back. If you hadn't come back, I don't know what to do. Mr. Zhou has a high fever and refuses to go to the hospital with me. He said he wants to wait for Miss Song to come back and take him there. I'm really anxious and don't know what to do. I'm afraid such a high fever might damage his brain."
"He's such a stubborn guy, sometimes he can be so stubborn that he kills you." Song Yu was both angry and distressed. She threw her phone and keys on the cabinet in the entrance hall and ran inside without even putting on slippers. She reached out and touched Zhou Ci's forehead, but it was so hot that she pulled her hand back. "Is it so hot?"
Aunt Qin followed her and echoed, "Really? He wasn't that hot at the beginning. I asked to take him to the hospital, but he refused. Now he's delirious with fever. It's a problem how to get him to the hospital."
"Little boy, wake up, your sister is back, let's go to the hospital." Song Yu squatted beside his ear and whispered.
Zhou Ci's eyes were red from the burning, and he was in a daze. His throat was smoking and he had difficulty speaking: "Sister, are you back?"
"Can you get up?" Song Yu stepped forward to help him. "Put all your weight on me and use my strength to walk." Then he said to Aunt Qin, "Aunt Qin, give me a hand."
The two of them worked together to help Zhou Ci into the car. Song Yu drove, and Aunt Qin sat in the back seat to take care of the unconscious Zhou Ci. Song Yu had never driven so fast in her life. She managed to get to the hospital in just ten minutes, which was a twenty-minute drive.
Only when they arrived at the hospital did Song Yu breathe a sigh of relief. She would definitely have to stay with the patient tonight, so she asked Aunt Qin to go back and help her pack some clothes.
Zhou Ci woke up once in the middle of the night. There was only a small light on in the ward, and the nurse was taking his temperature.
He didn't see Song Yu and became anxious. He turned around to look for him, but found that Song Yu was standing next to the nurse. He was lying down and his vision was blocked, so he didn't see him at first.
Zhou Ci felt relieved, smiled at Song Yu and called her "Sister".
"Awake?" Song Yu touched his haggard face. In just the past three or four days since he was sick, Zhou Ci had visibly lost a lot of weight. "Are you hungry? Aunt Qin said that besides the two bowls of porridge in the morning, you only had a small bowl of noodles in the afternoon."
"I want to drink some water." Zhou Ci's voice was weak, and it looked particularly painful. "My throat is so dry."
Song Yu poured him a glass of warm water, helped him up and fed him, "Don't move your hand, the doctor is taking your temperature, sister will feed you."
Zhou Ci drank two glasses of water before he felt his throat was better. "Sister, have you been watching over me?"
"Your sister is so kind to you. She stayed with you most of the night." The nurse smiled beside him. She checked her watch and said to Zhou Ci, "It's time. You can take out the thermometer now."
Zhou Ci pulled out the thermometer from under his armpit and handed it to the nurse. The nurse took it, took a look, and breathed a sigh of relief: "The fever is finally gone, but it may recur, so we still need to observe it." After she said that, she packed up her things and left the ward.
Song Yu sat down on Zhou Ci's bed. "Aunt Qin made some yam and lean pork soup. It's in the thermos. Would you like some?"
Zhou Ci nodded and said, "Thank you for taking care of me, sister."
The soup was still hot after being in the thermos for several hours. Song Yu poured a bowl of soup and fed him while sitting on the sofa. "It's okay if it's hard. Just get better soon and don't make me worry anymore."
Zhou Ci opened his mouth and drank the soup obediently, but his eyes were glued to Song Yu. "Sister, you stood Han Jin up twice. Is Han Jin angry?"
Song Yu fed him a piece of yam and said, "Angry, but no matter how angry he is, he is not as important as you."
"It's all my fault! I ruined my sister's date."
"It's okay, you didn't mean it. Besides, having dinner with Han Jin doesn't count as a date." Song Yu wiped the soup stains from Zhou Ci's lips with a tissue. "But Han Jin confessed to me today. He said he likes me and wants me to be his girlfriend."
Zhou Ci bit his tongue with his teeth, and his mouth was immediately filled with the smell of blood. However, he did not show any pain. Instead, he swallowed the food in his mouth, along with the smell of blood, with an expressionless face. Then he asked, "So what do you think, sister? Did you agree?"
"No, I said I always treated him as a friend, and I think things like boyfriend and girlfriend should just go with the flow." Song Yu fed Zhou Ci another piece of lean meat, "What do you think of Han Jin? If he were my boyfriend."
Zhou Ci chewed the lean meat vigorously, chewing it until there was no residue left before swallowing it. "Sister, don't you already have the answer in your heart?" Zhou Ci said, "Sister, I just think he has no bad intentions and is easy to get along with. I always treat him as a friend. If he is to be your boyfriend, I think he is not good enough. If nothing else, he is too simple. It is not easy for him to get along in our circle, especially since you will be managing the Song Corporation in the future. If the people around you are easily taken advantage of, your life will be very tiring."
"You're right to be concerned." Song Yu nodded in agreement. She thought of Han Jin's expression when he confessed to her and found it funny and a little cute. "He was so formal when he confessed to me. I didn't expect him to be so innocent. He's quite cute."
Zhou Ci smelled the blood in his mouth again, "Sister likes him?"
"I can't say I like him, but I don't hate him either. The biggest difference between him and Gao Chi is that I'm sometimes struck by how handsome he is. He's also passionate about life and romantic, and he often gives me little surprises. If we continue to get along like this, I might even accept him as my boyfriend."
“Then sister can let go of Shen Zhiyan?”
The smile on Song Yu's face froze. "Han Jin and Shen Zhiyan are not the same kind of people, kid. I can accept Han Jin as my boyfriend, but that doesn't mean I will love him. It's just that life needs some novelty, and there's nothing wrong with falling in love. I don't think I will ever believe in love again in my life, and I will never fall in love with any man again."
Veins bulged on Zhou Ci's hands, but he tried hard to suppress them, finally lowering his voice to a level where Song Yu couldn't hear anything unusual. "Sister, you're still so young. Don't jump to conclusions about many things. There must be men in this world who are worthy of your faith in love again. You never know when they might appear."
"Maybe!" Song Yu laughed at himself, "But I don't have any expectations anymore. I'd rather find a man I like and have a relationship without internal friction. If I don't like him anymore, we can break up. There's nothing wrong with that."
Zhou Ci smiled and said, "Sister, you make yourself sound like a sea king."
Song Yu was stunned for a moment, then he also laughed, "Don't tell me, I just thought about what I said, it really sounds like something Aquaman would say."
The originally somewhat sad atmosphere was dispelled by this smile and interruption.
Song Yu checked his phone and said, "It's late. You're still sick. Don't stay up late. Go to bed early!"
Zhou Ci also said: "Sister, go to bed early too, you have to go to work tomorrow."
"I'm not going to work tomorrow." Song Yu replied.
Zhou Ci stopped pulling the quilt and asked, "Why?"
"No one else can take care of you, only I can. Tomorrow I have to make sure you take your medicine and injections and stay by your side so you don't overwork yourself."
Zhou Ci's mood was about to soar, and even though he was holding his lips together, he couldn't help but curl them up: "Yeah!"
"Go to sleep! I'm tired too." Song Yu harped, took off his shoes, got on the bed, covered himself with the quilt, and fell asleep quickly.
She was really exhausted. She had been working non-stop all night last night and all day today, and was already extremely sleepy.
Zhou Ci, on the other hand, had slept for too long and couldn't fall asleep for a while.
This was the second time he slept in the same room with his sister. Although it was in a hospital ward, he was very excited and tossed and turned for a long time before falling asleep.
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