Chapter 13 Hospitalization

"Why, the instant noodles are so delicious, I'm not bothering you!" Song Yu glared over.

He quickly went over and scooped up his favorite thing from the trash can, and patted it dearly.

A bunch of junk food, but he actually picked it up...

Sure enough, he was stunted and still a little kid.

Tan Huairong took a deep breath and said, "You can eat it if you want. Go to your room and eat it. Don't let the smell out."

Song Yu would be furious if she knew what this man was thinking. After all, she was a real 36D, but she couldn't tell it in her casual clothes.

"Just go back to your room." Song Yu smirked, holding the instant noodle bucket in both hands, holding the half-eaten bowl of instant noodles in his mouth, turned around and left.

Do you like eating junk food so much?

Tan Huairong frowned, looked at her door, and then walked towards his room.

This apartment is a two-story duplex. The first floor is the living room and guest room. There are only three rooms upstairs. One is where Tan Huairong works, and the remaining two are his and Song Yu's rooms.

The two rooms were not far apart. When Tan Huairong passed by Song Yu's room, his eyes involuntarily looked to the right.

Who knew the next second, the door would slam shut.

Tan Huairong's face was completely dark, and he quickly returned to his room and closed the door firmly.

"My dear, I can't live another day at this time. You don't even know that I can't even stand instant noodles when talking about ghosts. Fortunately for me, I don't eat snail noodles, so why don't you kick me out!" Song Yu had a sad face and touched the instant noodle bucket in aggrieved manner.

He Anle looked at her worthless look and laughed angrily, "Dear Miss Song, the Song family is so rich, why do you have to eat instant noodles!"

Song Yu almost forgot that this girl is as good as Tan Gui in this regard!

I am mysophobic and I hate junk food.

Over the years, no matter how she tried to seduce He Anle into eating junk food, she never succeeded!

"You don't understand! This is spiritual food! Huh, why doesn't Tan Jia like you? You obviously seem to be Tan's wife, okay?" Song Yu said depressedly.

He Anle hurriedly said, "No, no, no, I don't want to live under the roof with that big devil. You just have to endure this kind of suffering, oh no... Hehe, as a good sister, I also feel very sorry for your experience. ah."

Help!

What kind of plastic sisters are these!

Song Yu angrily threw the instant noodles on the bed, and then cheered: "I have decided that I must work hard to make Tan Ghost hate me."

He Anle didn't want to dampen her enthusiasm, so he comforted her for a few words and then changed the subject.

Since he slept all day during the day, Song Yu didn't feel sleepy at all at night.

In the end I got really bored and decided to watch the show.

Song Yu had a bad premonition as she felt pain in her stomach.

She turned off the air conditioner in the room, but she still felt the pain and broke out in a sweat.

Taking a breath, holding the phone in one hand and covering his stomach with the other, he walked out hunched over.

But within a few steps of the door of the room, she staggered even as she walked.

The moment he opened the door, his mind went blank and his head became increasingly dizzy.

Song Yu's instinctive survival response shouted in a hoarse voice, "Talk about ghosts!"

Without waiting for a response, his body hit the ground like a kite with its string broken.

The phone also fell to the ground with a clatter, and the screen lit up on the lock screen.

Huairong, who was still asleep in the room, rushed out quickly after hearing the sound outside the door.

"Song Yu?"

"What’s wrong with you?"

Tan Huairong's heart skipped a beat. The originally sharp-tongued little woman now looked pale and motionless.

He picked up the cell phone on the ground, then quickly picked him up in his arms. He went back to the room to get the car keys and cell phone, and then hurried downstairs.

There were not many vehicles at night, so Tan Huairong drove all the way to the hospital.

"Are you a family member of the patient? Please sign." The nurse ran over and shouted.

"I am her husband."

Without thinking, Tan Huairong took the pen from the nurse and quickly wrote his name.

The nurse then followed the doctor into the emergency room.

Silence returned to the corridor.

Tan Huairong was lost in thought, and when he lowered his head, he realized that he had just come out wearing slippers.

He picked up his cell phone and called his assistant to send him a set of clothes, and then sat on a chair in the corridor.

He rarely gets sick and may not go to the hospital three times a year. The pungent smell of disinfectant makes him feel suffocated.

He closed his eyes and leaned against the wall, falling asleep lightly.

What happened thirteen years ago appears in front of my eyes, I keep running, I keep running...

Brother, brother, where are you?

elder brother!

"President, wake up." Assistant Tang realized something was wrong with his president as soon as he arrived.

His brows were furrowed and sweat broke out on his forehead.

"President?"

Tan Huairong woke up suddenly and gasped for air.

"Are you having nightmares again? Do you need to contact Dr. Yaer?" Assistant Tang asked nervously.

Over the years, whenever this happens to his CEO, he will basically call the psychologist Yaer for treatment. But now he has improved a lot and he will basically not do it again.

Tan Huairong shook his head and his eyes darkened, "How is she?"

"Ms. Song is fine now. I helped her transfer to the VIP ward."

Tan Huairong stood up and asked him to lead the way to the ward.

The person on the bed looked better and had an IV drip on his hand.

"Go downstairs and wait for me." Tan Huairong stretched out his hand and gestured to hand over the clothes to him.

Assistant Tang nodded, handed over the bag in his hand, and then exited the room.

After Tan Huairong went to the bathroom to change his clothes and shoes, he pulled a stool and sat on the edge of the bed.

The doctor opened the door and walked in at this time.

"Are you a family member of the patient?" He still held the medical record in his hand.

Tan Huairong stood up and hummed.

"This lady has acute gastroenteritis and has irregular diet, which is why she faints from pain. As her husband, how do you take care of her?"

Tan Huairong's face turned dark, "I was negligent."

"I know you young people are busy with work now, but you can't eat instant noodles or eat outside every day. It's no wonder that your health is not bad." The doctor said earnestly.

Now that conditions have improved, too many young people are unwilling to cook at all, but this is where the disease comes from.

"Will she continue to have pain later? Does she need to take medicine?"

Seeing that he still cared about his wife, the doctor stopped blaming her and said, "No, she has already had her stomach washed. Just feed her some millet porridge when she wakes up."

Tan Huairong nodded and sent the doctor out of the ward.

He sighed lightly, but he thought about it for a moment. After all, he sent the person to the hospital out of humanitarianism.

Otherwise, if something happens to him, he will feel bad.

Until dawn, Tan Huairong took out Song Yu's mobile phone.

She opened the phone with her fingerprint, and the contact note at the top was Anle.

She should be the girl from the He family.

Switch the nine-key input method, edit a message and send it.

Then carefully change the input method back and put the phone on the bedside.

Assistant Tang almost fell asleep while waiting in the car, so sleepy that he couldn't stop thinking about it.

After seeing his CEO getting into the car, he quickly cheered up.

"President, why don't you go to the company?"

"Maochen Apartment, I'll give you a day off today. You can go back and rest later." Tan Huairong rubbed his temples.

"ah?"

Assistant Tang didn't react for a while.

The cold-blooded BOSS, who has no humanity, is actually given a day off for the first time! ?

"Do not want?"

"No, no, no, I'll take you to Maochen Apartment immediately."

He Anle had just woken up in the morning when he saw a message on his phone from the married woman Song Yu.

'Anle, I have acute gastroenteritis. I'm in Zhongshan Hospital. Come over and bring me a bowl of millet porridge. '

She went downstairs without stopping and asked her aunt to cook a bowl of millet porridge, then changed her clothes and washed up.

When she arrived at the hospital, Song Yu had just woken up.

"My poor sister, why haven't you seen her for a day, and you have made yourself look like a loser?" He Anle said mournfully.

She helped Song Yu sit up, put down the table on the bed, and then slowly opened the thermos box.

Song Yu's mind was still in a daze and he opened his mouth, but his throat was extremely dry after not drinking water for too long.

He Anle immediately signaled to boil a pot of warm water for her.

What happened? She clearly remembered that she was still at home.

Judging from the decoration, it should be a hospital.

After drinking water and eating a few mouthfuls of millet porridge, Song Yu felt a little more energetic and her stomach didn't hurt so much anymore.

"How did you know that I had a stomachache and fainted?" Song Yu asked curiously.

He Anle looked shocked and touched Song Yu's forehead, "Dear, you didn't have acute gastroenteritis that damaged your brain. I didn't hear that this thing can transfer parts. Didn't you send a message and shout Did I bring porridge? I asked our aunt to stay up early in the morning."

Song Yu was stunned. She didn't care what He Anle said later.

It wasn't the hospital she sent him to. Could it be that he was talking about ghosts?

How could he be so kind?

But she did faint at the door of her room, and the room between her and Tan Ghost was only one meter away, and diagonally opposite.

After Song Yu made this guess, he took out his cell phone to check.

Sure enough, it was her message calling Anle to come over, and the time showed 5:08.

"A Yu? Did you hear what I was talking to you? No, I'm going to find a doctor to look at your head. I'm just a sister like you, so nothing can happen to me."

After saying that, He Anle stood up and was about to walk out.

Song Yu quickly called out to her, "I'm fine, no need to bother the doctor."

But He Anle was still worried and insisted on calling the doctor to give Song Yu a full body examination.

The doctor suggested staying in the hospital for one day of observation, but Song Yu had no choice but to lie down.

She was a little lost in thought while holding her cell phone.

In that case, it could only be Tan Ghost who sent her to the hospital.

When I clicked on the chat box with him, the content was still the same as a week ago.

Song Yu was very conflicted in her heart. If she wanted to express her gratitude to Tan Ghost, it would be even more uncomfortable than killing her.

She could even imagine how proud that stinky man looked.

Forget it, never mind, he saved me anyway.

'Thank you for taking me to the hospital last night. I'm much better now. I'll treat you to dinner later. '

Song Yu took a deep breath, pressed the send button, and then closed the phone.