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The nurse asked about her situation, and then said: "Well, Ms. Qin, the hospitalization fee paid by your friend for you in the early stage has been used up, and you need to renew the fee later."

Song Yan thought for a while, and said to the nurse: "Well, I lost my phone when I was beaten, and I have to go home to get the money. Can you wait for a day or two until I can leave?"

The nurse showed hesitation: "I can't decide this matter. I just want to inform you. After all, the hospital is now responsible for its own profits and losses. It is impossible for people to owe money all the time. Otherwise, the treatment may be slower. Can you hurry up?"

Song Yan nodded.

After waiting for the nurse to leave, she thought about it for a while, watched the sky gradually darken, and decided to go back, she couldn't be a person who owed money.

She got up to change clothes, but found that her previous clothes were no longer wearable, and they were covered with blood and mud.She had no choice but to leave the hospital in hospital gown and stand by the side of the road to take a taxi.

It was rush hour, and she stood on the side of the road for a long time but couldn't get a taxi. She couldn't help but feel depressed. It was inconvenient to do anything without a mobile phone. Even if she wanted to take a bus, she didn't know how many routes to take. suitable.

Suddenly, her head started to ache faintly, and she stood desolately by the side of the road, clutching her head, a little at a loss.

At this moment, a car suddenly stopped beside her, and someone called her from the car: "Qin Luhan?"

She let go of her hand and bent down to look in, and saw it was Sun Fushang.

"What's wrong with you?" Sun Fushang looked at her clothes up and down, and finally his eyes fell on her gauze-wrapped head, showing a surprised expression.

Song Yan didn't speak.

Sun Fushang asked again: "Where are you going? I'll take you off. You can't get a taxi at this point."

It seemed that there was no other way but to bother him, Song Yan bent down and opened the door to get into the car, and smiled at him: "Sorry, I'm bothering you again."

"Look at what you said, what's the trouble with taking a ride between friends? Where are you going?" Sun Fushang replied heartily.

Song Yan thought for a while, and reported the name of the community where Yu Yiming lived: "Scholarly Garden."

"Oh? Where do you live?" Sun Fushang turned to look at her with meaningful eyes. He actually knew where she lived a long time ago, and asking now is just a test.

Song Yan didn't notice that his eyes were different from usual, and only replied indifferently: "No, my friend lives there, and Haohao and I are staying there temporarily."

"Oh, you...why did you move?" He asked again tentatively.

Song Yan didn't answer, but changed the subject: "Doctor Sun, why are you here?" This hospital is still some distance away from Sacred Heart Hospital.

He shrugged his shoulders: "I was invited to participate in the surgery. I came here in the morning and stayed busy until the evening. I was exhausted."

Song Yan immediately apologized: "Then I have to trouble you to send me, I'm really sorry."

He turned his head to look at her, and laughed: "No matter how tired I am, I'm better than your current situation. Look at you, how injured are you?"

His gaze swept across Song Yan's body. She was wearing a hospital gown, not to mention the gauze wrapped on her forehead, there were bruises at the corners of her eyes and mouth, and there was a mark on her neck. She looked like she was strangled by someone. .

He looked a little startled, and couldn't help asking: "What's the matter with you, is there any accident?"

Song Yan lowered his head and sighed: "I was beaten."

"Ah? Who hit you!" Sun Fushang asked in shock.

Song Yan looked at his side face, and said in a gloomy voice, "This matter is a bit complicated to talk about. I will tell you in detail when the matter is over, okay?"

The faint pain in her head made her a little irritable, she really didn't want to recall the things Chen Jingbo had done.

"It's okay, it's okay, I think you look bad, please stop talking and have a good rest." Sun Fushang replied immediately.

She stopped talking, leaned on the passenger seat, and looked out the window unconsciously.

The stream of neon lights outside the window came in through the glass and passed over her face. Sun Fushang occasionally turned his head to look at her, and felt that the woman in front of him had an indescribably melancholy aura, and this aura was like a black hole. Attracting her actually gave him an urge to get to know her further.

A car passed by and honked a series of horns. He suddenly came back to his senses, looked away, and drove seriously.

There was silence in the car for a while, and no one spoke. After a while, the car stopped at the gate of Shuxiang Garden Community.

"Well, we're here." Sun Fushang coughed twice and said to Song Yan. At that time, she quietly looked out the window and didn't know what she was thinking.

"Qin Luhan?" Sun Fushang called again, and Song Yan came back to his senses and smiled at him.

She opened the car door and said to him, "Thank you so much today—"

"If you want to invite me to dinner, I'll be waiting for your call. It's best that you make it yourself. As for the specifications, just refer to the one from last time." Sun Fushang interrupted her.

Song Yan laughed, and the bruise on the corner of his mouth wrinkled in pain with this smile.

It took a long time for her to say: "Dr. Sun, you have such a beautiful idea. Do you know what the specifications were?"

"What are the specifications?"

"Mom's specifications."

Sun Fushang was taken aback, she held back a smile and opened the door to get out of the car.

Probably because Sun Fushang was born with the ability to heal others. After getting out of the car, her mood improved inexplicably, and her walking pace became lighter.

She walked downstairs where Yu Yiming lived, pressed the door lock, and a female voice rang through the intercom: "Who is it?"

Song Yan recognized Lin Xuehui's voice. "It's me, Miss Lin."

There was silence for a moment, and then Lin Xuehui's voice raised an octave: "Luhan! Are you back?"

"Yes." Hearing her excitement, Song Yan felt warm in his heart.

The door of the unit opened with a "da", and Lin Xuehui said in the intercom: "Hurry up, come up!"

Song Yan opened the door and walked in slowly. Fortunately, this is a high-rise building with an elevator, so she took the elevator up.

The elevator went up to the seventh floor, and the door opened with a "ding". After the door opened, she saw Haohao's immature face. Lin Xuehui was holding Haohao and waiting outside the elevator door.

She immediately smiled at them, but Lin Xuehui was stunned, with a face full of shock: "Luhan, what's wrong with you!"

Song Yan didn't answer, and went to take Haohao over first. Haohao blinked his big eyes and stared at the gauze on Song Yan's face, looked at his little mouth and began to cry: "Mom, it hurts, it hurts!"

Such a young child also knows that his mother is hurt and it will hurt.

Song Yan's heart turned into water in an instant, at least his son still truly loves her in this world!

All the grievances and sorrows were finally unbearable, and she suddenly pressed the child's small face to her own cheek, crying out uncontrollably.

Haohao felt his mother's emotion, hugged her neck and started to cry too, the cries of mother and son were intertwined, echoing throughout the corridor one after another.

Lin Xuehui was stunned by the side, until a neighbor came out to watch, she came back to her senses, stepped forward and put her arms around Song Yan's shoulders to persuade: "Let's go back first, if you have anything to say, come into the house!"

Song Yan followed his tug and carried the child into the house.

After entering the room, she saw Yu Yiming, who looked at her with a lot of snot and tears quietly, with a bit of astonishment on his face.