The doctor came three times a day, but Shang Qian's face was getting better and better day by day, so Su Nan felt that he was getting better soon.

A week passed.

The slight tingling on the ribs has also disappeared.

Her original intermittent cough had also stopped.

Shang Qian could carry her to a wheelchair and push her.

The two of them are stuck together almost every day, never leaving each other.

She could push her wheelchair by herself and occasionally heard noisy sounds in the hospital.

Some hysterical.

At night, it's even worse.

But it seems to be auditory hallucination.

It disappeared soon.

Listening again, there is no such thing as an illusion.

Su Nan sat on the balcony of the ward and watched the moon. Shang Qian was in the room with a computer to handle business. He looked meticulous and meticulous, with a slightly open collar, with a little dispersed.

She admired the moon while admiring Shang Qian.

Shang Qian seemed to be able to feel her gaze, without raising her eyes, and chuckled:

"Have you seen enough?"

Su Nan's face turned red, and she immediately withdrew her gaze and hid.

But later I thought about it and I just saw it if I got the certificate.

She looked back at him with a smile:

"Mr. Shang, you are better than the moon."

Shang Qian has become accustomed to the occasional rainbow farts that appear on her.

He smiled softly, rubbed his eyebrows helplessly, and looked up at her:

"Do you want to sleep?"

Su Nan was still immersed in the shyness just now, and when she heard it, she thought it wrong.

"Hate, I'm still sick!"

Shang Qian gave a meal.

He frowned and laughed:

"It's already ten o'clock, I'm just asking you if you want to sleep in a beauty sleep. Where are you thinking?"

Su Nan took a deep breath.

Don't turn your head away.

As long as she is not embarrassed, the embarrassing one will be someone else.

But at the moment, Shang Qian is not embarrassed, so he can only be himself!

She wanted to continue to watch the moon as if nothing had happened, but Shang Qian was not willing to expose this topic and walked over and stood behind her, pushed the wheelchair in, and said ambiguously in her ear:

"Why would you try it tonight?"

Su Nan absolutely doubted that his face was the same color as the cooked crab.

She took a deep breath and immediately refused him firmly in order to ensure that she was focused:

"No, I have no second meaning in 'sleep'!"

Shang Qian raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

Su Nan felt that he was at a disadvantage and looked at him unwillingly:

"Absolutely not!"

Shang Qian raised his eyebrows, and saw through it and said nothing:

"Oh? You don't, can I do it?"

He rubbed her cheek intimately, and the warm and quiet fragrance enveloped her, as if it had poured her into a comfortable dream.

His eyes were entangled, and his kiss came overwhelmingly. He supported the handrails on both sides of her with both hands, bent over, the collar of his shirt was slightly open, and his eyebrows were handsomely dyed with dark colors, as if he could swallow her into his stomach.

Su Nan gently put her on his shoulder. When he was about to pick her up further, he suddenly heard a sudden movement below.

The hysterical female voice shouted again, hoarse and desperate.

It was a big night, shrill and terrified.

It completely stirred up the interests of the two people.

Su Nan pushed him away, frowned, and muttered dissatisfiedly:

"Is this a hospital or a mental hospital?"

Shang Qian did not answer, but his eyes darkened a little, and his thumb rubbed his lips with a bit of evil and coldness.

"It's okay, I'll go and have a look?"

Su Nan frowned, held his hand, and wanted to speak but stopped.

That bad feeling suddenly flashed by.

She didn't want him to leave.

Shang Qian paused and touched her head:

"Okay, then let's go down together?"

He seemed to know what was going on with the person shouting below?

If it is an ordinary patient, is it worth him to take her down to see it in person?

Su Nan nodded with some questions in her heart.

Shang Qian picked up the blanket beside him and gently placed it on her, afraid of being frozen.

She gathered it up and it was much warmer.

Shang Qian gently pushed her wheelchair and turned around, then went out.

When Lin Shen saw the people inside come out, he quickly lowered his head, "Mr. Shang, Madam."

Shang Qian nodded and lowered his head to introduce to Su Nan:

"This is the one who jumped into the sea to save you, named Lin Shen."

Su Nan raised her eyebrows and her eyes lit up:

"Lin Shen? Thank you for saving me."

Lin Shen nodded, "It was Mr. Shang's order. We should do what we should do to protect you and Mr. Shang. It's fine if the wife is fine."

He was only in his early twenties, but he looked cold and tough, and seemed to be tempered by life.

It feels different from what Chang Li gives people. Chang Li is a professional champion. Later, with Su Yifeng and Su Nan, he completely integrated himself into their safety.

He will give Su Nan advice and express his own opinions.

But Lin Shen in front of him gives people the feeling that he is loyal to someone's existence, and no matter whether he is right or wrong, he will go to the end.

If you can meet such a person, it would be better if you are your own people.

If it is an enemy, it will be a big trouble.

In just a few seconds, Su Nan's mind turned several times.

She smiled and looked at Lin Shen:

"No matter what, thank you very much, right?"

She looked up at Shang Qian.

Shang Qian raised his eyebrows and nodded:

"Yes, promotion and salary increase are not enough. Go back and take your family to Country Z and work well."

Lin Shen's eyes lit up, and there was finally a little emotion on his face.

It can be seen that the conditions given by Shang Qian are really what he dreams of.

"Thank you, Mr. Shang, thank you, Mrs.."

Shang Qian smiled and pushed Su Nan into the elevator.

The reward that should have been agreed upon was a long time ago, but I had to wait for Su Nan to speak. Isn’t it just to make him grateful to Su Nan?

Su Nan naturally knew what he was thinking, smiled, and then watched him press the elevator on the second floor.

The lights below are very dark, and there is a faint gloomy feeling.
To be continued...