Love-brained rebirth breaks off the engagement, and Master Shen who ignored her goes crazy

Song Qingyu lowered his eyes and saw from the corner of his eye a hint of secret joy on Ning Yueqi's face.

An idea immediately came to her mind.

Didn’t you say that he was injured because of her?

He even went a step further and asked her to take care of him.

Very good, then she will take this opportunity to find evidence and expose Ning Yueqi's hypocritical and cunning face!

"Okay, brother, don't worry, I will definitely take good care of Miss Ning."

Song Qingyu calmed down, then met Shen Shian's gaze with a frank look in her eyes.

Shen Shian stared at her for a few seconds, with unclear emotions in his eyes, and then left the ward.

The atmosphere in the single ward quietly changed after Shen Shian left.

Ning Yueqi no longer looked weak.

"Little Feather."

"What's wrong, Miss Ning?"

"I want to eat an apple."

Song Qingyu stood up and walked forward, took out an apple from the fruit basket beside the bed and handed it to the person on the bed.

The latter did not reach out to take it.

"Ah? Are we going to eat it directly like this? Xiaoyu, can you peel the skin for me, please?"

Ning Yueqi blinked her eyes and acted innocent.

"Okay."

Anyway, she had nothing to do, so she might as well just waste time here with Ning Yueqi.

Song Qingyu simply sat down in the seat where Shen Shian had just sat, picked up the fruit knife on the small table and started peeling fruits.

After peeling it and handing it to her, Ning Yueqi still didn't take it.

"Xiao Yu, I don't have any strength in my body right now."

Ning Yueqi pretended to take a breath, and then said in the next second: "I'll have to trouble Xiaoyu to help me cut the apple into pieces."

"sure, no problem."

Song Qingyu endured it.

Cut the apple into pieces, put it in a small bowl, insert a toothpick, and finally move the bowl to the table top that comes with the bed.

"Ms. Ning, the apples are cut. Do you need me to feed you?"

Song Qingyu wanted to see what shameless requests she could make.

"That's not necessary. Thank you, Xiaoyu."

"Oh, by the way, can you help me pack some dinner outside the hospital? I'm a little hungry."

Watching Song Qingyu busying around her bedside, Ning Yueqi felt indescribably relieved.

Is she the eldest daughter of the Shen family? Is she the beautiful teacher? Is she the rising star in the art world?

so what!

Aren't you still listening to her instructions and letting her do your bidding now?

She will take those titles one by one!

"it is good."

Song Qingyu naturally had no idea what Ning Yueqi was thinking at the moment. She responded expressionlessly, then turned and left the ward and walked out of the hospital gate.

After grabbing some food from the restaurant opposite the hospital, Song Qingyu walked back slowly.

Ning Yueqi's single room was on the sixth floor, and Song Qingyu was not in a hurry to go up.

She was carrying a packing box in her hand and walking towards the inpatient nurses' station.

"Hello, I would like to ask about the condition of the patient in Room 606."

Song Qingyu politely asked the nurse on duty.

The nurse flipped through today's hospitalization records. "Room 606, the patient's surname is Ning. Who are you to her?"

"Ning Yueqi, she is my friend."

Song Qingyu answered very fluently and naturally, and the young nurse didn't notice anything wrong.

"The patient is fine, just a little scrape. I don't know why he had to be hospitalized."

The young nurse muttered as she found Ning Yueqi's admission diagnosis report and handed it to Song Qingyu.

"You can look at it here, but you can't take it away."

Song Qingyu took it and thanked him.

The admission diagnosis clearly stated that Ning Yueqi only had a minor abrasion on her thigh.

Since it's just a scratch, it only needs simple treatment. There's no need to be hospitalized, let alone a blood transfusion.

While the young nurse was looking down to deal with other things, Song Qingyu took out his cell phone and took a photo of the admission diagnosis record in his hand.

"I've finished reading it, thank you."

Song Qingyu thanked the nurse, and when she was about to reach Room 606, the door opened from the inside.

Song Qingyu bumped head-on into the doctor who took her to the blood drawing room.

She nodded slightly as a greeting, but the latter's eyes seemed a little evasive. He nodded hurriedly in response and left quickly.

Song Qingyu was about to call him, but saw that the man had already stepped into the elevator.

strangeness.

Thinking of the hospital diagnosis record just now and the doctor's unnatural behavior, Song Qingyu seemed to understand something.

She pushed the door open and walked in. Ning Yueqi was laughing at the screen of her mobile phone, not knowing what she was looking at.

Hearing movement at the door, she looked up.

When she saw that it was Song Qingyu who came in with the take-away box, the smile on her face deepened.

Song Qingyu packed some light and nutritious foods and placed them in front of Ning Yueqi one by one.

"Thank you, Xiaoyu."

Song Qingyu looked at Ning Yueqi's current state, which was completely different from when Shen Shian was here just now. She was no different from a normal person, and he couldn't help but feel disgusted and contemptuous.

Sitting back down, I felt my phone vibrate.

I took it out of my pocket and saw an unread message on it, which was a video someone had sent me.

She just sent a message to the school security department while waiting for her meal in the restaurant.

[Hello, I would like to check the surveillance video in front of the teaching building of the Academy of Fine Arts between 3:30 and 4:00 this afternoon.]

She wanted to know how Ning Yueqi staged her own injury.

When I clicked on the video sent by the Security Department, the picture was not very clear, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that Ning Yueqi's fall was not serious, and it was obviously intentional.

Around ten o'clock in the evening, Ning Yueqi finally felt tired after a busy day and fell asleep without realizing it.

Song Qingyu hadn't heard any annoying sounds for a long time, so he looked over.

Ning Yueqi closed her eyes at some point.

"pat-"

She immediately got up, packed her things, turned off the lights and left.

……

The next morning.

After Song Qingyu finished her morning class, she went to the hospital at about half past ten.

When I pushed the door open, I found Shen Shian was there too.

With him around, Ning Yueqi returned to her well-behaved, kind and gentle personality.

He no longer ordered Song Qingyu to do this or that, but only asked her to fetch water occasionally.

"Qiqi, what do you want to eat for lunch?"

Nearing the hotel, Shen Shian asked Ning Yueqi for her opinion.

"You decide, Brother Shian. You know I'm never picky about food."

People who grew up in an orphanage are not qualified to be picky about food.

When Shen Shian thought of the past, he felt even more distressed for the person in front of him.

He asked Sun Ming to book lunch at Ning Yueqi's favorite restaurant.

Song Qingyu went downstairs to get the food.

When I came back, I saw Shen Shian making a phone call at the corner of the stairs.

She passed by casually and accidentally dropped the things she had prepared at Shen Shian's feet.

The sound of papers falling to the ground was too obvious. Shen Shian frowned and picked up the documents.

"Thank you, brother."

Song Qingyu reached out to take it, but the other party didn't let go.

Shen Shian originally thought that the paper he picked up was the materials Song Qingyu used in class, but when he looked over subconsciously, he found that it was a hospital diagnosis form and medication record!