Chapter 67 Go to the hospital with him to visit mother again

Song Yuyan felt a warmth in her heart. She wanted to pull out of Nan Zeyu's arms, because Nan Zeyu was not standing to hug her, but she was sitting on a chair. He squatted down and knelt on one knee. Holding her tightly, she felt her cervical vertebrae were so sore! Song Yuyan's shoulders moved, and Nan Zeyu saw it.

He quickly let go and looked at her. He saw Song Yuyan’s eyes starting from looking at her middle finger, but she didn’t dare to look directly at him. Nan Zeyu curled his lips and smiled, stood up slowly, and Song Yuyan raised her head. Looking at her eyes, she looked at many men who were taller than her, making it difficult for her to look up. Why was he so tall...

The man put his palm on Song Yuyan's palm. Song Yuyan's eyes lit up and she stretched out her right hand. Nan Zeyu pulled her up from the chair. After Song Yuyan stood up straight, Nan Zeyu said in a cold voice: Since you can put your hand on my big palm, that means your middle finger doesn't hurt anymore, right? Xiaoyan.

Song Yuyan's cheeks turned red. She raised her eyes and stared blankly at Nan Zeyu's black eyes. Song Yuyan curled her lips and said: Yes, but I'm hungry, Ayu. Song Yuyan's sweet and soft voice made the man's ears feel slightly warm, but the halo of the light purple chandelier in the dining room covered the man's beautiful ears, so Song Yuyan didn't notice it.

Nan Zeyu raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was past 10:30. A soft light flashed in his eyes, and he looked deeply at Song Yuyan with his dark eyes and said: Then do me for you. After finishing the hot food, I'll take you to the hospital to see your mother. It's only 10:30 now. Do you think about it, Xiaoyan?

Song Yuyan’s eyes became brighter and brighter, like small diamonds blinking at Nan Zeyu. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and Song Yuyan sat back on the chair in the dining room again. Then, he lowered his head and carefully ate the hot dishes prepared by Nan Zeyu. Nan Zeyu looked at her softly from the side, as if he wanted to see through her whole body.

Song Yuyan ate a big mouthful. She touched her chest with her palms while eating. Nan Zeyu frowned and said coldly: I let you eat, not to eat too much. You are not like this. Are you choking again? You idiot! After saying that, Nan Zeyu turned around and walked quickly to the kitchen. He quickly filled up the hot water from the hot water bottle in the kitchen, then walked out of the kitchen and walked to the dining room with the hot water cup.

Song Yuyan saw the hot water cup placed next to her. She quickly picked up the hot water cup and blew a few puffs of hot air on her mouth. Then, she shook the bottom of the cup a few times and drank the hot water in one gulp! It was hot. The boiling water entered her throat, which immediately relieved her from the hot food in her mouth, and she no longer felt a blockage in her chest. At the critical moment, the hot water saved her!

Nanze Yu stood on the side and patted Song Yuyan's back with a cold face. His movements were very soft and gentle. Song Yuyan ate with peace of mind. Soon, Song Yuyan finished the hot dishes Nan Zeyu made for her. She He wiped his mouth randomly, quickly stood up from the chair, looked at Nan Zeyu with a joyful expression and said: Okay, I've finished eating, Ayu, now go to the hospital to see my mother!

Nan Zeyu didn’t say anything, and directly took Song Yuyan’s soft white hands and walked towards the door of the villa.After leaving the door of the villa, Nan Zeyu walked towards the Ferrari. She opened the passenger door and Song Yuyan quickly got into the car. The Ancheng villa area was extremely quiet at night. Song Yuyan sat in the car and looked out the window with watery eyes. , the surrounding villas are all designed with top-notch richness, just like castles. The most important thing is that half of the villas belong to Nan Zeyu himself.

The Ferrari drove out of the Ancheng villa area. Nan Zeyu drove the car and glanced at Song Yuyan's profile. Xiao Nizi looked particularly happy tonight. He could understand it because she was going to the hospital to visit her. Mom, he thought about how his own mother had a heart attack before and his father transported her to a hospital in the United States without telling him.

It had been five years since he left, and it was only five years later that his mother regained consciousness in a hospital in the United States, and he was able to see his mother again. The Ferrari drove out of the intersection of Ancheng Villa District, and Nan Zeyu increased the speed to The fastest. The sudden speed of the car made Song Yuyan's face pale. She looked at Nan Zeyu blankly and shouted: Madam, it's too fast, drive slower, Ayu, I'm scared.

Song Yuyan’s fingers tightly grasped the seat belt buckle, her calves were closed, and her eyes were closed tightly. Nan Zeyu glanced at Song Yuyan, and he slowly slowed down the car. Gradually, Song Yuyan didn’t know why. He fell asleep again. When Nan Zeyu drove to Anseong Bridge, he glanced at Song Yuyan's side face. Her side face was pressed against the car window glass, her eyes were slightly closed, and her long and dense eyelashes were trembling slightly. .

Nan Zeyu turned on the full-heating radiator in the car. Song Yuyan felt her body warm, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly. Nan Zeyu saw the slight smile on the corners of Song Yuyan's mouth. The curvature of his eyes instantly turned into a smile, and the light in his pupils softened into a puddle of water. She knew that I was turning on the heater for her. The man wanted to stop the car at this moment and kiss the side of her face.

There was not such a traffic jam on the Anseong Bridge at night. After a while, the traffic was opened. Nan Zeyu took the time to drive to the direction of Anseong Hospital. More than an hour later, the cool sound of the Ferrari could be heard throughout Anseong. Hospital, Nan Zeyu drove the car at the main entrance of Ancheng Hospital. His dark eyes looked at Song Yuyan who was still sleeping soundly. He looked at his watch and it was already 11 o'clock so soon...

He frowned. I don't know if her mother has gone to bed at this time. Nan Zeyu took the mobile phone in the car and dialed Shen Jiayi's mobile phone number with his fingers. Shen Jiayi had just stepped out of the elevator and was about to go back to the office to take a rest when she heard the phone ring. She lowered her head and took out her mobile phone from the pocket of her white coat. She looked at the call screen and saw the call from "Nan Zeyu".

She quickly pressed the answer button, and Nan Zeyu's muffled voice came from over there: I brought Xiaoyan to the hospital. At the main entrance of the hospital, her mother didn't know how to sleep at the moment. Already? I might ask Miss Shen to go to the ward and have a look. Before Nan Zeyu could finish speaking, Shen Jia immediately turned around and ran quickly to the elevator entrance.

Song Yuyan slept for a long time. She opened her eyes, looked around, and saw that this seemed to be Nan Zeyu's Ferrari. How could she be in the car? Her pupils widened instantly. , looking towardsNext to him, Nan Zeyu looked indifferently out of the car window, placing his big palm on the steering wheel and tapping the steering wheel gently, his fingers as nimble as if they were dancing.

Song Yuyan sat up straight, looked at Nanzeyu's sweet voice and said: Ayu, I fell asleep again. Have you reached the hospital? Nan Zeyu heard Song Yuyan's confused voice. He looked back at Song Yuyan with cold eyes, pursed his lips into a straight line and said: "What do you think? No, Song Yuyan, you asked me to take you to the hospital," Why don't you know?

The man's cold voice shocked Song Yuyan a little bit. She lowered her head, pouted her red lips and said aggrievedly: "I... maybe I fell asleep?" You're going to be angry again, me, me, me... Nan Zeyu really can't get angry when he sees Song Yuyan like this, because Song Yuyan's little red lips are so cute, and her red lips are already very red. With such a soft nod, he almost couldn't hold it back...

Song Yuyan and Nan Zeyu sat in the car for a while, and Song Yuyan looked at Nan Zeyu with a sweet smile. She said with a supreme expression: I want to see my mother, Ayu, please open the car door~ Nan Zeyu quickly stepped on the car door with his ankle. Song Yuyan walked out of the Ferrari with her bag, and Nan Zeyu also quickly opened the door and got out of the car.

The two walked into the hospital lobby, and it was like the previous few days. Many nurses in the lobby stopped and looked at Nan Zeyu's profile. His handsome and cold face, the coldness in his gestures. However, the aura and innate sense of momentum made the nurses want to get closer to this handsome and outrageous man as if they had lost their souls.

Nan Ze held Song Yuyan’s little hand with a cold face and walked towards the elevator in the hospital lobby. Song Yuyan looked at Nan Zeyu’s profile with a blank look on her watery eyes. He was really angry again. Because those brainless nurses looked at him inexplicably, Song Yuyan blinked at Nan Zeyu's handsome face and said: Don't be angry, Ayu, I'm here, you don't pay attention to them, but actually I can only blame you for being so handsome.

The next second, Nan Zeyu paused and looked down at Song Yuyan, who had a blank look on her face. The light in her eyes was dull and her red lips were slightly open. Nan Zeyu leaned down and looked at Song Yuyan's watery eyes said: So, Song Yuyan, what do you want to say, am I making it difficult for this hospital to calm down? Or...

The man's sudden body fragrance rushed into Song Yuyan's face. Her cheeks turned red again, and she closed her eyes nervously. Nan Zeyu gently rubbed her bangs. Said: Okay, hurry up and go see your mother, Xiaoyan. After saying that, Song Yuyan felt a warm feeling in her hand that tightly wrapped her little hand. Her little face felt hot. His palm was really big and warm.

The two took the elevator to the exclusive luxury floor. When they got out of the elevator, Song Yuyan took Nan Zeyu's big hand and walked away. Before Nan Zeyu could react, he felt his feet suddenly speed up. When he got up, he looked at his palm. Now it was Song Yuyan, the little girl, holding his palm and walking away quickly?

Song Yuyan used all her strength to hold Nan Zeyu's big palm.Nan Zeyu wanted to be held in her hand. He deliberately slowed down and let Song Yuyan hold his hand and walk quickly. Her little hands were a little cold, but her little hands were really white, even to the bones of her hands. The blood vessels are all clearly defined.

When she walked to the door of the ward, Song Yuyan's face turned red. When she saw it, she realized that she was actually holding Nan Zeyu's palm. She shook off Nan Zeyu's big palm like a hot potato. Yu frowned, looked at Song Yuyan with deep eyes and asked: Did my palm get something on it? You have to throw me away, okay?

Song Yuyan raised her pitiful eyes and looked at the tall Nan Zeyu and said: No, I didn’t know why, but I didn’t feel any pain just now. Take your hand, Ayu. Nan Zeyu raised the corners of his lips slightly, and held Song Yuyan against the door of the ward with both arms. He looked at her watery eyes with dark eyes and said: It hurts, Song Yuyan, how did I hear this word from you...

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Song Yuyan’s face instantly turned red. She tried her best to push Nan Zeyu away, covered her face and hurriedly explained: Ah, no, no, no, it’s not what you think, I, I, I, now Too embarrassed to see anyone. Nan Zeyu lowered his head and chuckled. He stepped forward and gently took away Song Yuyan's small palm with his big palm. Song Yuyan nervously closed her eyes again and bit her lips hard.

Seeing this, Nan Zeyu put his big palm on the top of Song Yuyan’s hair, put his thin lips close to her ear and said sexyly: It’s okay, you’ll understand a little more if you’ve been with me more, little one. Yan. After saying that, Nan Zeyu pulled Song Yuyan's waist into his arms and pushed open the ward door with his right hand.

Seeing this, Song Yuyan tried hard to break free, but he was too strong and he was so high. Why couldn't she break free? The scene of the two people just appeared in the ward. The special nurse in the ward was dumbfounded. He looked at Nan Zeyu and said in shock: Mr. Nan, when did you come? I...

Nan Zeyu's cold voice shocked Song Yuyan in her arms. She poked her head out and looked at the blue-clad special guard sitting on the sofa, and frowned. , angrily said to Special Protector: Sister Special Protector, is this how you usually take care of my mother? Whoever asked you to come, please tell me your name.

The special guard in blue was so frightened that he did not dare to play with his mobile phone. He stood up from the sofa, lowered his head and did not dare to say anything. Nan Zeyu glanced at the special nurse coldly, then walked to the door of the ward with an angry Song Yuyan in his arms. Song Yuyan gently pushed open the door of the ward, and Nan Zeyu let go of her at this time.

Song Yuyan quickly walked into the ward and walked to the hospital bed. She looked closely at her mother lying on her side on the hospital bed. She walked over and saw Song Yuyan’s mother whom she had not seen for many days. daughter, she struggled to sit up. Song Yuyan quickly walked forward, sat on the hospital bed, and put her motherMom helped her up from the hospital bed.

Song Yuyan looked at her mother's pale face, her eyes instantly heated up. She looked at her mother and said softly: "Mom, it's okay. Xiaoyan came to see you. I already know it, mom." Song Yuyan's mother's eyes suddenly seemed to be full of energy. She looked at Song Yuyan and said calmly: Xiaoyan, mother...

Song Yuyan's mother lowered her head, and Song Yuyan's tears could no longer stop falling on both sides of her cheeks. Nan Zeyu stood by and frowned. Damn it, this little girl was crying again. Whenever he saw her tears, his heart clenched tightly and hurt. Nan Zeyu walked over and looked at Song Yuyan's mother. She said tenderly: Aunt Song, I brought Xiaoyan here. Do you think she has gained weight?

Song Yuyan’s mother touched Song Yuyan’s snow-white cheeks with her small hands. Xiaoyan’s cheeks were quite fleshy. It looked like she had a great meal at President Nan’s house. Song Yuyan’s mother smiled and looked at President Nan with a soft voice. He said: Yes, Xiaoyan's face has softened a lot. Thank you to President Nan for taking more care of her!

Song Yuyan hugged her mother into her arms and touched the back of her head with her little hands. Nan Zeyu looked at Seeing the scene of mother and daughter hugging each other, he felt a little moved in his heart. Once upon a time, he had hugged his sick mother like this, but that was before her mother went to the United States. Now when he sees Xiao Nizi hugging her, Looking at her mother, he felt that the title of mother was really the greatest!

Nan Zeyu was also sitting on the hospital bed. His handsome black pupils looked closely at Song Yuyan. He had never held him like this for a long time in his villa. It was always when he held her. Thinking of this, Nan Zeyu pursed his lips tighter. Although Song Yu's mother was sick, she could tell that the president was Xiaoyan is very interesting to her.

Song Yuyan’s mother patted Song Yuyan’s back and said softly: Okay, okay, mom is out of breath, hurry up and use less strength, Xiaoyan. Song Yuyan quickly let go of her mother, looked at her mother with a nervous expression and asked: Did I hurt you somewhere? Mom, I'm sorry, Xiaoyan is not...

Song Yuyan's mother looked at Song Yuyan with pitiful eyes. With a pensive little face, she said: No, no, it didn't hurt mom. Mom is not a broken doll. It will break when touched. Suddenly, Song Yuyan's mother felt like something was about to come out of her stomach. She pushed Song Yuyan away and wore it. Put on your slippers and run to the bathroom.

Song Yuyan was pushed down on the hospital bed with a confused look on her face. She looked at Nan Zeyu. Nan Zeyu frowned and ran quickly to the bathroom. He ran to the bathroom and knocked on the door hard, but there was no response. , kicked open the bathroom door, and saw Song Yuyan's mother lying on the toilet vomiting.

His heart tightened suddenly, and he walked over and gently touched Song Yuyan's mother's back. At this time, Song Yuyan also ran over. When she saw her mother vomiting, tears burst into her eyes. , said in shock: What’s wrong with you, mom, why are you vomiting so much?

Song Yuyan’s mother vomited a lot. After she finished vomiting, she sat on the toilet exhausted. Nan Zeyu quickly pressed the button on the toilet seat.Pressing the button, Song Yuyan walked over, squatted on the ground, looked at her mother's pale little face and said: "It's okay, Mom. Open your eyes and look at me, Mom."

Song Yuyan’s mother wanted to see Xiaoyan’s sweet little face, but her eyes were heavy. She tilted her head and fell on Nan Zeyu’s shoulder. Song Yuyan cried anxiously: Ah, Ayu, what's wrong with my mother? Can you help me take a look at her?

Nan Zeyu had a cold face and furrowed his brows as he patted Song Yuyan’s mother’s face to confirm that she was just tired and fell asleep. He looked at Song Yuyan who was so anxious that tears were streaming down her face and said: You Mom was just exhausted and fell asleep after vomiting. Don't worry, Xiaoyan.

Without saying a word, Nan Zeyu picked up Song Yuyan's mother and walked out of the bathroom quickly. Just as he carried Song Yuyan's mother back to the ward and onto the bed, Shen Jiayi hurried over at this moment, her eyes darkening. She looked at Song Yuyan and said: Xiaoyan, did you see everything just now?

Song Yuyan walked quickly to Shen Jiayi, looked at Shen Jiayi anxiously, and said with a trembling cry: So, is mom's condition getting worse again? I saw that she had vomited a lot of things, Jiayi, my mother...

Shen Jiayi put her palms on Song Yuyan's shoulders, softly comforted her and cried: Don't worry, as long as your mother is quick It won't get worse after the surgery. In fact, your mother herself knows this.

Song Yuyan looked at her mother on the hospital bed. She walked over, caressed her mother's pale cheek and said: Mom, you have to be well, you must be well, I won't let you get serious. After saying that, Song Yuyan stood up from the hospital bed and looked at Nan Zeyu, who was frowning. Nan Zeyu looked at Song Yuyan with cold eyes and said: I am here, Xiaoyan, and I will not let anything happen to your mother.

Song Yuyan ran quickly to Nan Zeyu. His thick black eyebrows were furrowed and he looked at the tearful Song Yuyan and said: "I won't let your mother get serious. Xiaoyan, you believe me." . Song Yuyan nodded with red eyes, her shoulders twitching and crying quietly.

Seeing this, Shen Jiayi walked over, looked at Nan Zeyu and said in a deep voice: President Nan, how is your Dai Lisi? Are you sure you can invite that American doctor to Anseong? Judging from the situation of Xiaoyan's mother, she should be in the middle period soon, and she really can't delay it.

Song Yuyan burst into tears. She covered her mouth, looked at Shen Jiayi and asked: Is it true, Jiayi, is my mother about to enter the mid-term? Shen Jiayi looked at Song Yuyan and nodded heavily, then looked at Nan Zeyu next to her and said: Her mother is in urgent need of surgery now. In addition, Mr. Nan, you take Xiaoyan out first, and I will give her mother an antiemetic injection. Potion.

Nan Zeyu quickly pulled Song Yuyan out of the ward with a big hand. Song Yuyan was pulled out of the ward by Nan Zeyu. Through the glass in the ward, she saw Shen Jiayi doing a full-body examination on her mother, and then, After taking the antiemetic injection, tears filled Song Yuyan's eyes again. Nan Zeyu gently hugged her tightly from behind, placed his big palm on her waist, hugged Song Yuyan gently and said:Okay, okay, don’t cry, I’m here, Xiaoyan. Song Yuyan turned around and hugged Nan Zeyu tightly. She needed him, and she couldn't wait to get into his arms right now.

Nan Zeyu’s arms were like an adult soothing a crying child, soothing Song Yuyan. Slowly, Song Yuyan’s mood calmed down, and Song Yuyan’s shoulders no longer twitched. Nan Zeyu Just holding her so quietly, time seemed to have stopped, and the only sounds left outside the ward were his and her breathing.