Chapter 329 Yi-ge, you should listen to Miss.
The two talkative babblers left, and the corridor instantly fell silent.
Mu Zi sat down next to Shen Buyu and stopped talking.
She didn't know how to comfort the young lady.
The young lady's upbringing was completely different from theirs.
What they considered minor injuries were extremely serious to the young lady.
She was afraid that she might say the wrong thing and upset her mistress again.
It's better to just keep quiet; if you don't say anything, you won't make a mistake.
Chen Buyu sighed, tilted his head, and leaned on Mu Zi's shoulder.
"Muzi, so you guys like black clothes because blood doesn't show up." This wasn't just a joke to lighten the mood.
Today, if she hadn't lost her footing and supported her brother's back, she would never have noticed his injuries.
Because he was wearing a black shirt.
It's not obvious unless you look closely.
Mu Zi: "Mm."
“Mu Zi,” Shen Buyu said, “Mu Zi, I like you all, and I hope you are all doing well.”
Peace, health, and happiness.
Safety comes first.
“We like you too, Miss,” Mu Zi said, not moving to make the young lady more comfortable. “Don’t worry, we’re not in as much danger as we used to be.”
They were all brought out by Brother Yi from the mercenary base.
Leaving that place meant there were only occasional situations where action was required.
Most of the time, it was safe and peaceful.
It won't be like before, risking your life and getting bullets grazing your scalp.
During Song Shuchen's tenure, most of the black and gray industries had already been laundered.
When it came to Yi Ge, he went even further and legalized all of his businesses.
Their lives were easy, wealthy, and safe.
"That's good." Shen Buyu said in a low voice.
The examination room door opened, and Cheng Cheng walked out, followed by Song Jingyi.
"Dr. Cheng, how is my brother?" Shen Buyu asked hurriedly.
"Little Fish, don't run away." Song Jingyi frowned. He liked that his sister cared about him, but he didn't like her worried look.
Cheng Cheng shook his head.
Shen Buyu's heart sank. "What happened? Did you hurt yourself? Is there something wrong with your internal organs or is your wound infected?"
Song Jingyi glanced at the doctor in front of him and said, "Why are you shaking your head?"
He is perfectly healthy.
Cheng Cheng shook his head, "That's amazing! I've never seen such a strong and healthy patient who only suffered minor abrasions after falling off a cliff."
She stared at him silently.
Cheng Cheng smiled awkwardly, "I'm sorry, Yanzhou's sister, I was really too surprised. Your brother is fine, don't worry. It's just that the wound on his back is a bit big. He can just apply some medicine and get a tetanus shot. If you're still worried, you can stay in the hospital for observation for two days."
“Okay, we’ll stay in the hospital for observation. Thank you, Dr. Cheng.” Shen Buyu didn’t even bother to ask Song Jingyi’s opinion.
I went directly with Cheng Cheng to complete the formalities.
Mu Zi glanced at the young lady's back and then at Song Jingyi.
"Yi-ge, you should listen to Miss." After saying that, she quickly followed Shen Buyu.
Song Jingyi lowered his head and chuckled softly.
In his opinion, this injury was totally worth it.
Let him be hospitalized; he can sleep anywhere anyway.
At least my sister can rest assured here.
Also, his little fish... it can be quite scary when it gets fierce.
The injured man walked briskly towards the ward, his handsome appearance attracting the attention of the nurses.
Acheng and Nick bought a bunch of food and piled it up in Song Jingyi's hospital room.
He picked up an apple, took a bite, and said, "Brother, the last time you were hospitalized you were shot near your heart. Now you're hospitalized for just a small cut."
Song Jingyi changed into his hospital gown and sat lazily on the sofa. "A cigarette."
"Oh." Acheng, with half an apple in his mouth, handed over the cigarette and lighter.
Song Jingyi lit a cigarette with a tilt of his head, his mouth dangling from his lips.
It looked like it was about to catch fire.
No smoking!
Song Jingyi quickly put the lighter away.
Shen Buyu walked over with a frown and said earnestly, "Brother, you can't smoke. You're injured, so you can't touch cigarettes or alcohol, and you can't eat spicy food either, understand?"
"Okay, I'm not smoking anymore," Song Jingyi said with a smile, tossing the cigarette on the table. "Have something to eat."
"You eat first," Shen Buyu said, picking out a few things he could eat and setting them out. "You need to take your medicine later, so you can't do it on an empty stomach."
Ah Cheng slowed down his chewing of the apple and nudged Nick's arm. "Are there so many rules? Why didn't anyone remind me when I took my medicine before?"
“Oh,” Nick replied, “maybe it’s because you have neither a sister nor a wife.”
“You ￥%***＃＠%…” A-Cheng cursed.
"Acheng, you can't swear." Shen Buyu turned around abruptly.
"Okay, Miss." Acheng said with a pitiful expression, carefully throwing the remaining apple core into the trash can.
Only one person is allowed to stay with the patient at night.
Shen Buyu insisted on staying no matter what.
No one's opinion matters.
Song Jingyi tried to comfort her for a bit, but her eyes reddened, and her voice was low and soft, "Don't you want me as your sister anymore, brother?"
Song Jingyi's heart was breaking, and he couldn't utter a single word of dissent.
I had no choice but to agree.
Chen Buyu sat in the chair and said, "Brother, you go to sleep first. After you fall asleep, I'll go to sleep on the bed next to you. Call me if you need anything during the night."
"Okay." Song Jingyi dared not say anything else.
To let his sister rest as soon as possible, he obediently lay down and closed his eyes.
Within minutes, even and sustained breathing sounds could be heard.
Shen Buyu quietly observed him until he was sure he was asleep before tiptoeing onto the small bed placed in the corner.
Inside the room, only a small, warm yellow lamp remained beside Song Jingyi's bedside table.
He only opened his eyes after his sister fell asleep, picked up the phone next to him, tapped it a few times, and then closed his eyes again.
The door was pushed open, and the clattering sound of high heels was particularly jarring in the quiet night.
Song Jingyi frowned slightly.
Meng Qingzhi, dressed in a black dress and black high heels, slowly walked in.
She stood at the foot of Song Jingyi's bed.
My son is asleep with his eyes closed.
She then looked at the girl on the other side.
The child was sleeping restlessly, his brows were furrowed, and his little face looked pitiful and helpless.
Meng Qingzhi felt a sharp pain in her heart.
He walked to the girl's bedside and bent down.
My gaze traveled down from her forehead, past her delicate eyebrows and eyes, her small nose, and her full but somewhat dry lips…
Meng Qingzhi reached out, wanting to touch her face.
When only a centimeter remained, the fingers curled up and then retracted.
I tried three times, but I still didn't have the courage to touch her.
Finally, it all turned into a silent sigh.
Meng Qingzhi walked out slowly, wearing high heels.
Throughout it all, she was unaware that her son's indifferent gaze had been following her the entire time.
Song Jingyi narrowed his eyes slightly, understanding dawning on him.
Ten minutes after Meng Qingzhi left, the door was pushed open again.
He sat up, his brow furrowed, wanting to see who it was this time.
A few seconds after the door opened, the person outside came in.
There was almost no sound.
Song Jingyi saw Lan Xinyan, dressed in a white suit dress, carrying a pair of white high heels, walking in barefoot.
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