After Zhou Qichuan closed the car door, he turned his head and looked at her steadily.

Seeing that there were tears on her face, but her expression was shyness and embarrassment that she had never felt before when facing him, Zhou Qichuan's mood suddenly became better.

He reached out, grabbed her hand, and raised his other hand to hold half of her little face, making her turn and look at him.

"Scared?" Looking at her, Zhou Qichuan's eyes were unprecedentedly gentle and pity, and seriousness.

Song Zhiyuan tried hard to control her emotions, raised her eyes to meet his gaze, but couldn't control her breathing.

"What happened to my mother, can I take me to the sanatorium?" She spoke, calmly, with a request.

"Of course." Zhou Qichuan saw her strong calmness and worry in her eyes, so he didn't even say a word of nonsense.

With two words of agreement, he pulled the seat belt with one hand, then put down the handbrake of the car, held the steering wheel with one hand, gently stepped on the accelerator, and immediately drove the car towards the sanatorium.

His other hand was holding Song Zhiyuan's hand and not let go.

When the car drove out, Song Zhiyuan softened all over and leaned back into the back of the chair.

Since her father passed away and the Song family went bankrupt, for so many years, she has been like a hedgehog full of defense, and has never relaxed her vigilance.

At this moment, feeling the heat coming from Zhou Qichuan's palm, she finally put away the long thorns standing up all over her body and completely put down her guard.

If possible, she really wanted the tranquility and tranquility of the moment to last forever.

Perhaps he was really scared and leaned in the back of the chair. Before he knew it, Song Zhiyuan actually fell asleep.

However, when the car drove into the sanatorium and stopped, Zhou Qichuan was considering whether to wake her up, Song Zhiyuan woke up by herself.

When she opened her eyelids and saw the environment outside the car window, her first reaction was to push the door and get out of the car.

However, I raised my legs and pulled one hand back by someone.

She suddenly turned around and instantly met Zhou Qichuan's deep and gentle smile eyes last year.

He looked at her, held her hand without loosening, curled his lips and said, "I'm so fond of makeup, do you want to wipe it?"

Song Zhiyuan was stunned. After reacting, she immediately turned on the endoscope to look.

Sure enough, because of crying, her eye makeup became a little dizzy, and her original light makeup turned into an inappropriate smoky makeup, which was so ugly.

"Oh--"

Seeing her cute look that she disliked her, Zhou Qichuan smiled.

Song Zhiyuan turned his head and glared at him fiercely, "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Zhou Qichuan raised his eyebrows innocently, and said slutty and rudely, "I think my wife looks good no matter how she is."

Song Zhiyuan, “…”

Seeing a pack of wet tissues placed in the central control position, she immediately pulled out the hand that Zhou Qichuan had been holding, then took the tissue and wiped the makeup that had been lost on her face in front of the mirror.

However, before she started wiping, her wrist was grasped by Zhou Qichuan again.

He held the wrist she wanted to remove makeup with one hand, and took the wet tissue from her hand with the other and said, "I'll help you."

After the words came, he began to gently wipe the makeup that had been lost on her face.

Song Zhiyuan looked at him for a few seconds, then closed her eyes and cooperated quietly.

At this moment, she couldn't tell what she was feeling.

But she knew that if Zhou Qichuan had been so kind to her, maybe she wouldn't want to divorce him.

"What is this? Why can't I wipe it off?" After wiping Song Zhiyuan's little face clean, she saw that she was still closed and motionless, as if she was enjoying it, Zhou Qichuan couldn't help but tease her, "Why do you want to have some saliva?"

"Zhou Qichuan, are you disgusting?" Song Zhiyuan suddenly opened her eyelids, looked at him with disgust, slapped his hand away, then turned around and pushed the door straight out of the car, and walked towards her mother's ward.

Zhou Qichuan smiled with a curved look and got out of the car.

When Song Zhiyuan arrived at the ward, Liu Mengyun had just pushed her back to the ward from the emergency room.

Because she was afraid that her emotions would lose control again, the doctor injected her into calm and asked her to have a good sleep first.

The doctor said that Liu Mengyun bit her tongue, her forehead was broken, and she had five stitches.

Looking at her mother who looked pale as white as paper on the hospital bed, Song Zhiyuan was not only worried, but also angry.

She asked the nurse, who actually saw what kind of video for her mother?

The nurse said that the video was shown by a cleaner in the nursing home for her mother, and she didn't know what the video was.

"Where is the cleaner?" Song Zhiyuan asked.

"It's already off work." The nurse replied.

When Song Zhiyuan heard this, she became even more annoyed and immediately pulled the nurse to the doctor's office.

She asked the doctor, and her mother was obviously a patient, so why did the doctor, nurse and nurse not look down on her mother, and she just came to her mother again and again.

And, easily let the person go after the accident.

"Miss Song, you didn't say that. Although your mother is a patient here, we have no right to stop her from communicating with people other than our doctors, nurses and nursing staff. Besides, it is even more impossible for us to stare at her twenty-four hours a day, right?"

The doctor asked back with a very unfriendly attitude, and said, "I have watched the video that the cleaner showed for your mother, but it is just a random video online. I don't think it's too inappropriate. It's because your mother is too sensitive and has injured the cleaner and nurse. You must compensate the medical mental loss of the cleaner and nurse."

"compensation."

Just as Song Zhiyuan heard the doctor's words and sneered in anger and was about to refute, a low and cold voice came from the direction of the door.

Everyone was stunned and turned their heads to look.

"Tell me, how much is the total compensation?"

Zhou Qichuan's dark eyes looked at the doctor lightly, clearly without any emotion, but it seemed to have ice, which made people shudder in the sight of him.

The doctor looked at him and his heart shivered immediately. He immediately changed his face and stood up to greet him with a smile, "Mr. Zhou, why are you... you here?"

Zhou Qichuan leaned against the door frame with one hand bag, glanced at the doctor sideways, and asked coldly, "Why, can't I come?"

"No...no, no!" The doctor shook his whole body again in fear, "Please sit, please sit, if you have any questions, just give me instructions."

"Tell you?" Zhou Qichuan raised his beautiful eyebrows, "No need. I will never ask a waste to do my job for me."

After saying that, he looked at Song Zhiyuan, reached out to her, and said, "The cleaner has found it. Do you want to go with me to ask about the situation?"

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