Nan Yan's hands trembled slightly, but she still pretended to be calm and answered:
"I told you we are cousins, but of course the last name is different."
As she spoke, she untied the gauze on Lin Xiwei's hand.
After briefly treating the blood stains on the wound, Nan Yan discovered with heartache that the wound on her mother's wrist was recovering very slowly.
This is caused by long-term malnutrition.
Squeezing her bony arm, Nan Yan's tears burst into tears again.
She tried hard to control the trembling of her body. Lin Xiwei seemed to blame herself and wanted to pull her hand back.
But Nan Yan did not let go.
"So that's it. If I add now, can he pass?" Song Fei was very worried and didn't seem to notice the abnormality on Nan Yan's side.
Nan Yan tried her best to give her mother a reassuring look, and then said briskly:
"If you see it, you should be able to do it, right?"
At this time, Mr. Lu.
Lu Huaijing's phone vibrated on the table.
He frowned, turned on his phone, and saw the friend request on it.
Remarks column: Hello, I am Xiaolin’s colleague, we met that day.
That day... Colleagues from the mental hospital?
Lu Huaijing's face was solemn, but because he was worried about what would happen to Nan Yan, he finally agreed to her friend application.
His slender fingers tapped on the screen of his phone, and he only sent out a "?"
Song Fei immediately started typing, and ten minutes later, a message finally came:
[Hello, Brother Xiaolin, I am her colleague. We met that day. Xiaolin gave me your number. Were you busy just now? 】
This short sentence made Lu Huaijing realize something in an instant.
So, that woman actually gave his WeChat ID to another woman casually?
Lu Huaijing immediately became furious and immediately blocked the person.
Song Fei's side.
She waited and waited, but there was no news from Lu Huaijing.
I couldn't help but keep looking at my phone. When I was feeling uneasy, I found that Nan Yan had already bandaged the woman.
Song Fei frowned and said, "Actually, you don't have to worry about her at all. The director said that as long as she doesn't commit suicide, anything can be said."
Nan Yan's hand held the gauze for a moment, and couldn't help but said: "Is she malnourished? She is not in good health, and the wound is growing slowly. I can't tell whether the suturing is good or not."
Whether this was said to Song Fei or Lin Xiwei.
In her current physical condition, even walking around this ward is difficult.
This is the top floor again, so it would be even more difficult for her to escape with her mother.
Lin Xiwei's eyes were red, and her messy hair covered up her emotions.
When Song Fei saw this, she couldn't help but be a little surprised and said: "Hey, why didn't she resist? I didn't say that this woman is really difficult to deal with. She often goes on hunger strikes, and in the end she can only rely on nutritional injections. However, here It’s a hospital, and the food isn’t very good, and it’s not like you don’t know that.”
Nan Yan bit her lip, her hatred for Qin Feng growing in her heart.
If it weren't for him being the one who got in the way, how could my mother have suffered like this?
She gritted her teeth and thought, and finally found an excuse: "That won't work. Her physical skills can't keep up with taking nutritional injections every day. How about giving her some extra food? She seems to be a lot more honest to me. Don't worry. It makes people suffer.”
Song Fei laughed and said, "Where do you think this is? This is a mental hospital. Everything is eaten in a big pot. How can we open a small stove? If she doesn't eat herself, there is nothing others can do."
The mocking tone made Nan Yan feel even more sad.
But Song Fei didn't notice it at all, and still babbled: "Xiao Lin, why doesn't your brother reply to people's messages? Am I too presumptuous to say what I said?"
Reply to the message?
Nan Yan was stunned, turned around and asked, "Has he agreed to your friend request?"
That's Lu Huaijing!
When she wanted to add contact information, Lu Huaijing made her wait for half a month before she approved.
Now, such a strange woman can pass by just adding her?
When Nan Yan thought of this, she suddenly felt a little resentful.
When Song Fei heard this, she couldn't help but smile: "Yes, I passed it just because I said I was your colleague."
After she finished speaking, she said with a sad face: "But after I sent the message, he never replied."
Is that so?
Nan Yan frowned, paused, and then said: "Then he may be busy, right? Otherwise, you have to wait and send him a message later."
After saying that, he lowered his head and continued to examine Lin Xiwei's body.
There were many old wounds on her body, and there were marks of bondage and bondage.
The more Nan Yan looked at it, the more shocking it became, and she felt so distressed that she wanted to cry.
But Lin Xiwei just squeezed her gently, as if to comfort her.
The moment the mother and daughter looked at each other, everything was unspoken.
Just when Nan Yan was about to help her look at other parts of her body, Song Fei interrupted her.
"It's almost time, it's time to leave, otherwise the director will come and be discovered later."
When Nan Yan heard this, although he was reluctant to part with it, he could only do it.
Since Song Fei has already brought her in, it shouldn't be difficult in the future.
Nan Yan turned around reluctantly, and Lin Xiwei was equally reluctant, her eyes following her until she was out of sight.
at the same time.
After Lu Huaijing finished processing the documents, Ji Li had already walked in,
"Sir, the conference room is ready. Do you want to go over now?"
"Yeah." The man responded in a low voice.
But just when Lu Huaijing stood up and prepared to walk outside, his whole body suddenly started to spin.
The body fell forward uncontrollably.
Ji Li was suddenly startled and immediately stepped forward to help him, but Lu Huaijing had already lost consciousness.
"gentlemen--!"
I don’t know how long it took.
Lu Huaijing finally woke up.
He slowly opened his eyes, only to find that he had been sent to the lounge.
Beside the bed, a familiar figure was lying.
The woman rested on her arm, her face was delicate, and she was sleeping.
But, I don’t know if I dreamed of something bad.
Nan Yan's brows were furrowed, and even his eyelashes couldn't help but tremble slightly.
Lu Huaijing was surprised. He felt depressed and at a loss as to what to do, but because of Nan Yan's appearance, his heart beat much faster.
But when he thought that this little woman had given his contact information to her colleagues, Lu Huaijing became furious.
When the blood surged, even the lungs felt uncomfortable.
"Cough cough cough..."
His muffled cough, although he covered it with his hands in time, still woke up the sleeping little woman.
Nan Yan stood up sleepily, only to find that Lu Huaijing had closed his eyes. He turned his head, as if he deliberately refused to look at her.
What is the difference between this and a child who is angry and refuses to speak?
Nan Yan gritted her teeth and couldn't help but said: "I know everything, Lu Huaijing, do you still plan to keep going like this?"
