As the car drove all the way back to the castle, the two people in the car had different thoughts.
Yan Han would clear his throat from time to time, or just hum. Anyway, he always had to make some movement.
Song Xiang closed his eyes, occasionally making movements to adjust his sitting posture, then took the opportunity to open his eyes, glanced at Yan Han naturally, and then quickly closed his eyes.
When she arrived at the castle, as soon as the car stopped, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Opening her eyes, she watched Yan Han get out of the car first, then suddenly turned around and stretched out his hand towards her.
Song Xiang forced himself to calm down and stretched out his hand naturally.
His palms were cool, and he held it and didn't let go.
When we walked to the main building, the doctor was already waiting.
"Check her head."
"yes."
Song Xiang wanted to check, but Yan Han let go first.
The castle is equipped with all medical facilities and is no different from a small hospital.
Song Xiang did a series of inspections, which took at least an hour and a half.
Fortunately, the doctor only had to treat her, and the results came quickly.
"There are signs of mild concussion," the doctor said.
Yan Han frowned, "Concussion?"
The doctor nodded, and then explained: "It's not serious. Don't worry too much. Once the congestion dissipates, if you rest more, it won't be a big problem."
Yan Han's expression softened a little.
Song Xiang sat aside and was frightened when the doctor said "concussion". But when he heard that it was okay, he breathed a sigh of relief.
He raised his hand and put it down, and suddenly touched the belt around his waist.
Suddenly, I seemed to remember something.
Music box!
She forgot to take it off when she took a shower.
He stood up suddenly.
Yan Han noticed her movements and thought she was uncomfortable, "What's wrong?"
"I...something is missing."
"What?"
Song Xiang was anxious and did not answer: "I'll go look for it first."
After saying that, he opened the door and ran towards the room where he slept during the day.
The doctor shouted from behind, telling her to run slower.
Seeing her like this, Yan Han subconsciously thought it was something very important and quickly followed her.
Song Xiang ran to the room, and her first reaction was to run back to the bathroom. When she looked in the closet, she found it was empty, with nothing in it.
My heart sank and I walked out, just in time to bump into Yan Yan who was coming back.
Yan Han glanced at her and said, "Why are you running? The doctor just said you can't do strenuous exercise."
Song Xiang nodded and smoothed his hair, "I just came back to take a look."
"What are you looking for?" Yan Han saw her looking around and talking about him, and couldn't help but worry.
Song Xiang didn't want to say that the music box was a gift from him, but she was so nervous.
"At once……"
"Miss Song."
A maid came up outside and approached tentatively, "Are you looking for something?"
Song Xiang responded.
"Is this it?" the maid took out a black velvet box from her pocket and handed it over carefully, "I saw it when I was taking your clothes. I was worried that the water in the bathroom might get wet, so I put it away for you first.
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Yan Han stood beside Song Xiang, turned his face slightly, and accurately saw what was in the maid's palm.
It's the music box he gave me.
Tsk——
He suddenly chuckled, feeling joyful in his heart, and raised his eyebrows to look at Song Xiang.
Song Xiang opened her mouth, her face was slightly warm, she quickly took the things and thanked the maid again.
Yan Han's gaze was very forceful, staring at her side face fiercely.
She clutched the box, checked it again and again, turned to look at Yan Han, raised the thing in her hand, and said, "I found it..."