Ruan Qingling handed the bowl over again and said, "I've tried it, it's not salty. Drink a few more sips, your body needs nutrition to recover quickly."
Song Shiting took a few more breaths.
He shook his head, leaving only a small portion of the bowl.
Ruan Qingling couldn't help but wonder if her cooking skills had deteriorated.
He doesn't like drinking it?
But this soup was specially made for him.
Ruan Qingling suddenly said fiercely, "People say that only children need to be worried about. You're so old, and you're still only drinking half of the soup. Hurry up and finish it."
Song Shiting was determined to make Ruan Qingling drink.
He said, "Then you should drink it."
Although it sounded a bit awkward, he genuinely intended to give it to Ruan Qingling.
He lay in bed doing nothing, while she busied herself with everything.
What's wrong with giving her some soup?
Ruan Qingling looked at Song Shiting and suddenly noticed that his ears had inexplicably turned red.
She narrowed her eyes slightly.
Song Shiting shouldn't be a picky eater.
So, is he doing this so he can have a few sips of soup?
What an idiot!
She felt a strange sweetness in her heart.
"I'll drink it." Ruan Qingling nodded and moved the bowl to her lips.
Song Shiting breathed a sigh of relief.
It's really too difficult to get him to say that we should split it in half.
It was a bit awkward, but thankfully she drank it.
Just as Song Shiting felt relieved.
Ruan Qingling suddenly leaned down, and her lips touched Song Shiting's lips directly.
Song Shiting was bewildered by her sudden action.
He could only feel her soft lips pressed against his.
Then, her nimble tongue deftly slipped into his mouth, and the sweet soup followed.
Finally, Song Shiting finished drinking the soup.
Ruan Qingling wiped her lips; she was willing to call the sensation wonderful.
Song Shiting felt both sweet and surprised.
Ruan Qingling is so fierce!
It actually happened inside the health center...
Seeing his flushed face, Ruan Qingling said in a light voice, "You should drink the soup I made for you properly. If you don't want to, wait until you get better and then make me two more bowls of soup."
She saw through his thoughts!
Song Shiting's face turned even redder.
...
Ruan Qingling went to pick up Ya Ya in the afternoon.
The bicycle suddenly broke down for some reason.
She thought it was a flat tire.
I was just looking for a place to repair my bicycle.
But as she looked around, she suddenly saw a moving shadow behind her on the street at dusk. The figure was holding something high, and that thing would hit her in the next second.
Ruan Qingling's expression tightened.
The bicycle frame holds the child seat, and Yaya is inside.
If she were to push the bicycle while running, it would be inconvenient and she wouldn't be able to protect Ya Ya.
Ruan Qingling quickly reached out a hand, picked Ya Ya up from inside, dropped the bicycle, and dodged to the side.
The next second, a loud clanging sound was heard.
A small hoe used for weeding hit the bicycle.
Seeing that his attack missed, the man swung his small hoe and attacked Ruan Qingling again.
I never expected them to still be so greedy.
Although Ruan Qingling was holding Ya Ya, she kicked her with a spinning kick, sending her flying and making her run away.
Ruan Qingling was holding Ya Ya and couldn't chase after them.
He held Yaya in one arm and pulled the bicycle with the other.
She saw the small hoe that the murderer had thrown down beside her.
First, pick up the bicycle by the roadside, then take it to a nearby repair shop.
Only then did I realize that someone had punctured a hole in my bicycle.
That's why the gas suddenly went out on that section of the road, forcing her to stop.
In other words, she was being targeted from the very beginning. Her bicycle was parked in front of Aunt Lan's house, and she was attacked while picking up Ya Ya.
After all that trouble, Ruan Qingling returned to the health center very late.
Song Shiting waited for a long time, but he didn't see the mother and daughter.
Song Shiting's heart was finally at ease when Ruan Qingling brought Ya Ya in.
But soon he noticed something unusual: Ruan Qingling's hand was injured.
There was a cut on the back of my hand, and a large bruise above my thumb.
Song Shiting asked, "Has something happened?"
Ruan Qingling briefly recounted what had happened.
Song Shiting's gaze was deep.
This shows that those people haven't stopped yet and are determined to kill the couple!
Ruan Qingling said, "This person should be the same one from last time. Judging from his figure, he is the same person who ran into the room and committed the crime last time and then ran away. It's just a pity that I was holding Yaya in my arms, so I couldn't catch up with him."
Song Shiting said, "Go and call A Yuan over."
Ruan Qingling looked at him and asked, "At this time?"
Song Shiting nodded: "I'll take Ya Ya with me. You go find him and tell him I have something to do."
If things continue like this, he doesn't know when he'll find the corpses of his wife and children.
He wouldn't allow that to happen.
Ruan Qingling looked at Song Shiting with unwavering determination.
I had no choice but to agree.
"Okay, I'll go look for it."
A Yuan was about to leave when he heard Ruan Qingling say that Song Shiting was looking for him, so he came over immediately.
Ya Ya is not suitable to listen to this inside.
She carried Ya Ya out; the health center was very quiet at night.
There were only a few hospitalized patients.
There were also a few doctors on duty.
Ruan Qingling took a few steps, carrying the child, but she didn't go far to avoid encountering any danger.
A Yuan came out of the ward shortly afterward.
Ruan Qingling brought Ya Ya back.
Song Shiting was sitting, and Ruan Qingling looked at him and asked, "Why aren't you lying down properly?"
Song Shiting looked at his daughter and said, "I'm not used to it."
Even if he were about to die, he would want to sit still when discussing matters; otherwise, what would be the point of talking?
Ruan Qingling asked, "What do you want with A Yuan?"
Song Shiting said, "There are some things I can't do right now, and I need them to do them for me."
Ruan Qingling said, "The most urgent thing is to find the person behind this, otherwise we will never have a peaceful life."
Song Shiting knew this too, otherwise he wouldn't have let A Yuan come over at this time.
People like A-Yuan are usually very busy.
Just then, Ya Ya wanted to play with her mother, so Ruan Qingling held her and sat her on a small rest chair, gently stroking Ya Ya's nose with her finger.
"If it weren't for you, little rascal, I would have beaten that guy to a pulp today."
Song Shiting had a headache.
It was because of his daughter and his injuries.
Otherwise, they wouldn't be in such a passive position.
Ya Ya didn't understand what her mother meant. When she saw her mother's finger on her nose, she happily babbled.
Ruan Qingling was driven to the brink of despair by her.
Song Shiting watched the mother and daughter playing on the side, his eyes particularly dark.
Based on his current analysis, the person who attacked Ruan Qingling today was probably not a native of the town. Therefore, he suggested that A Yuan and the others investigate any strange people in the town.
He just can't take it anymore; he has to lie in bed and can't move.
The next morning, while Ruan Qingling was taking Ya Ya to Aunt Lan's place, Song Shiting got up and slowly walked out to make a phone call.
Once he left, the ward was empty.
When Fan Aihua passed by, she saw that there was no one in the ward.
Ruan Qingling is really lucky. Not only does Dr. Wu help her, but even Lao Zeng has to watch her husband's expression.
They arranged for Ruan Qingling to be placed here, claiming she was special, but in the end, they treated her like a child's plaything.
They said the patient needed intensive care.
These are all excuses Dr. Wu made for them, aren't they?
Who doesn't know that Dr. Wu has a good relationship with them?
Fan Aihua became angrier the more she thought about it.
She knew about this and knew it couldn't continue like this.
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