In the afternoon of the same day, Wen Cai took Nannan and Wenxin back to City A.

When they arrived at the airport and came to pick them up, it was Fu Sinian.

Wen Cai hadn't seen him for several months. Now he is a healthy person who can walk and jump. He is tall, thin, gentle and clear, and gradually regains the appearance of a handsome young man.

When Fu Sinian saw Wen Cai, he was also very happy. He put his hands in his trouser pockets and smiled slightly at Wen Cai: "Welcome back."

Wen Cai was in a complicated mood and could only smile.

Fu Sinian took the luggage from her hand and put it into the trunk of the car. Then he opened the car door again and let the three of them sit in. Then he got into the driver's seat and started the car.

"Sinian, I've been walking for so long, Xi Yuan is fine, right?" Wen Xin asked worriedly as soon as the car started.

Fu Sinian nodded: "It's okay, I've been asleep all the time. I woke up at noon and still couldn't eat, so I fell asleep again."

Hearing this, Wen Xin suddenly sighed and glanced at Wen Cai.

Wen Cai was just silent.

Fu Sinian looked at her from the rearview mirror, suddenly laughed, and said, "But now I'm not worried that he will continue to make trouble. Wing, I've prepared a small kitchen for you in the hospital, and you can go and see what you need first, and tell me what you need."

Prepare the kitchen for her? Wen Cai felt a little confused: "Why?"

Fu Sinian raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Because someone once told me that after you leave, nothing he ate will taste."

Wen Cai was slightly stunned, then turned his head and looked out the window, and no longer had any visual contact with anyone.

When he arrived at the hospital, Fu Sinian went to stop the car. Wen Xin first took Wen Cai and Nannan to the private ward upstairs to see Song Xiyuan.

In the white room filled with the smell of disinfectant, Song Xiyuan lay quietly on the hospital bed, his face pale. Although he was asleep, one hand was still in his stomach, and his brows were slightly frowning, as if he was feeling pain in his sleep.

Nannan had never seen Song Xiyuan like this before, and was suddenly scared: "stephen--"

Wen Xin hurriedly held Nannan in her arms and whispered: "Nannan, be good, stephen is fine, but he is asleep, don't be afraid or afraid..."

Nannan lay in Wen Xin's arms and nodded aggrievedly.

Wen Cai stood behind Wen Xin and looked at the person on the hospital bed, feeling guilty and difficult to tell.

Wen Xin suddenly turned her head and looked at her and said, "Xiao Cai, sit here for a while. If Xi Yuan wakes up, please help me persuade him. I will take Nannan home first. She is still young, so it will be bad if she stays in the hospital for a long time."

Wen Cai nodded in a daze, and then Wen Xin taught Nannan to say goodbye to the sleeping Song Xiyuan, and then took Nannan away.

Wen Cai stood there for a long time before finally walking forward, standing by the bed, looked at Song Xiyuan's thin face carefully, and then turned his eyes to the thermos pot on the bedside table.

I turned on the thermos pot and saw that the porridge inside had not moved at all.

Wen Cai put the thermos back again, and then he noticed that there was a stack of documents at the head of the bed, and he was ready to read them at any time when he woke up.

She stood there in a daze. Fu Sinian suddenly pushed the door and walked in. Seeing her staring at the documents in a daze, he walked up and took out one from it and handed it to her: "It's Wen's document. Although the administrative matters are managed by Angelen, the board of directors also has a lot of work to do. If you are not here, he will help you take it."

Wen Cai opened the file, flipped through it a little, and then put it back.

Fu Sinian was not surprised and said, "Are you interested in visiting the kitchen I prepared for you?"

Wen Cai was indifferent to interest, but he nodded.

Fu Sinian smiled and took her to a room at the end of the corridor, but it was actually transformed into a small kitchen with everything. When he walked in, he only thought it was the kitchen of a family.

Wen Cai stood inside for a moment, and suddenly laughed: "This...is probably the patent of the rich, right?"

Fu Sinian shrugged and said nothing.

Wen Cai turned around and was about to go out, but he grabbed her: "Create a bowl of porridge for him to eat. After being admitted to the hospital, he rarely eats. He almost only relies on infusion for so many days. What can he do if this continues?"

Wen Cai remembered the pot of porridge on the head of his bed and said, "There is still a pot of undrinkable in his room. Isn't it enough to heat it up?"

"There is a pot in his room every day." Fu Sinian spread his hands helplessly, "What you cooked with your own hands is different."

Wen Caicai didn't believe that there was such a weird thing in the world, but seeing Fu Sinian's firm attitude, she had no choice but to roll up her sleeves and move in the kitchen.

Fu Sinian watched her wash the rice and said, "I have something to do. I want to leave. You are here yourself, right?"

"No problem." Wen Cai said lightly, "You go."

Fu Sinian turned around and passed by Song Xiyuan's ward, but he heard Song Xiyuan's cell phone lying on the head of the bed constantly. As soon as he opened the door and walked in, Song Xiyuan was already awake. He reached out to take the cell phone at the head of the bed and put it in his ear: "Hey?"

Fu Sinian thought about it, but didn't say anything, just made a gesture to him and left again.

Wen Cai waited for the pot of porridge for nearly an hour before finding a bowl to carry it to Song Xiyuan's ward.

As soon as she walked to the door, she suddenly heard a voice inside. She listened carefully for a while before she found that it was Song Xiyuan who was calling.

"...If there is a problem with the land he bought, how can he build a entertainment city? Especially for geological problems, a piece of bad land. If there is no possibility of laying the foundation, who will allow him to start construction?"

Wen Cai stood at the door with porridge, feeling frightened.

Casino, isn’t it the project that Qiao Shaorong wants to develop?

"...You can do it, don't bother me if you have nothing to do." Although Song Xiyuan's voice was a little weak, the impatientness in his tone was still intimidating. Then, a bang came from inside, and he probably threw the phone on the bedside table again.

Wen Cai stood at the door for a while before finally pushing the door open.

Song Xiyuan had already lay down again and fell asleep with his back to her.

Wen Cai lowered his eyes and put the porridge on the bedside table, while sitting down on the sofa next to him.

Song Xiyuan heard someone enter the room and thought it was a doctor or nurse, so he did not move. However, he had been lying there for a long time without any movement. He suddenly felt a little strange, so he opened his eyes, turned around and took a look.

On the sofa under the window, a petite figure sat there quietly, lowering her head and playing with her phone. However, her face looked down and her face was the person he was most familiar with.

Song Xiyuan sat up from the bed, and his movements were so big that he even pulled down the needle for the infusion in his hand.

Wen Cai heard the sound and turned his head to look at him. When his eyes touched the blood flowing in his infusion pipe, he finally stood up and walked to the edge of the bed. He found that he had pulled off the needle and quickly pressed the call button at the head of the bed.

She leaned over and stood beside the bed, but Song Xiyuan suddenly reached out and hugged her, feeling like this scene, like a dream: "Why are you here?"

Wen Cai was wrapped around him, and his hands couldn't help but hold onto his shoulders. He moved and gritted his teeth and said, "Let go."

Just as she said that before the man in front of her had time to react, the door behind her was suddenly pushed open. A doctor brought two nurses to walk in quickly: "Why is Mr. Song..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the situation in front of him, and several people paused.

Wen Cai quickly pushed him again: "Let go!"

Song Xiyuan turned his head, looked at the doctor and nurse standing behind her, and then slowly let go of his hand.

Wen Cai then looked at the doctor and said, "Doctor, he just pulled the needle."

The doctor nodded, hurriedly stepped forward to check, and asked the nurse to get the new needle and infusion tube to inject Song Xiyuan again.

The nurse who was acupunctured was young and beautiful. While she was acupunctured by Song Xiyuan, she couldn't help but look at Wen Cai and suddenly said "ah".

Several people's eyes were on her at the same time, including Song Xiyuan in front of her.

His deep eyes forced the nurse to blush. He hurriedly pierced the needle in, sorted out the things he didn't want, and then stood up: "Mr. Song, okay, don't pull out the needle yourself anymore. If you need it, you can call us."

"I understand, go out." Song Xiyuan said lightly.

The doctor then took a few nurses out the door. As soon as he went out, the nurse who had acupuncture just now started to gossip: "I thought that woman was, she was Wen Cai! Haven't they broken up?"

One of the nurses is older, and she knew the news about Song Xiyuan and Wen Cai’s early years, so she smiled and said, “These two have been breaking up for so many years, and you see them breaking up, just breaking up! Besides, how old are the children of both of them? If they really say they can break up, they can still be broken up until now?”

"So what's wrong? After so many years of breaking up and getting back together, it means that it's not suitable! If it's not suitable, shouldn't you find another suitable one?" the young nurse snorted coldly and said.

The older nurse smiled and said, "You little girls all like to read romance novels. Isn't the male protagonists in romance novels like this? After breaking up and getting back together, I have passed all the sails, and in the end I was thinking about the only heroine!"

"But why is this heroine warm?" the young nurse shouted in dissatisfaction, "Where is there any outstanding place for her? I just saw a real person, and it's not as good as the photo!"

The older nurse pointed at her and said to the doctor who was walking with her, "Doctor Zhang, have you seen that some girls nowadays are like reading a romance novel, the heroine is like killing her ancestors for eighteen generations in her previous life, which is so hated. I wish she died quickly and let her take over!"

The young nurse blushed with shame: "Bah, I'm just talking about the matter!"

After saying that, he stomped his feet and turned around and left, leaving two other people smiling while shaking their heads.

In the ward, Wen Cai stood in front of Song Xiyuan's bed, brought the porridge bowl to his hand, and said lightly: "Fu Sinian asked me to cook porridge for you, do you eat it?"

Song Xiyuan glanced at the porridge bowl in her hand: "I'll try it."

Wen Cai then pinched the spoon, scooped a spoonful, and handed it to his mouth.

Song Xiyuan opened his mouth and ate, nodded: "It's okay."

He said it was okay, but after a while, he drank the bowl of porridge completely. After drinking it, he asked again: "Is there any?"

Wen Cai paused, pointed to the thermos pot beside the bed, and said, "There are still here."

Song Xiyuan took a look, his eyes faded, and he said lightly: "Then forget it."

His current situation is that even liquid food cannot be much different. Forget it, Wen Cai thought, put the bowl aside, sat back on the sofa, and continued to send text messages to Wanli.

"Where is Nannan?" Song Xiyuan frowned and said again when she saw her sitting far away from her.

Wen Cai didn't raise his head and said, "I've been taken away by my aunt. You have a good rest and turn around and let the doctor determine the time for the operation."

Song Xiyuan's face darkened: "Who said I want to have surgery?"

Wen Cai finally looked up and looked at him: "Mr. Song, you have a stomach perforation and don't have surgery. Do you want to wait for death?"

Song Xiyuan stared at her for a while, and suddenly said, "My mother asked you to come? Don't you never want to see me again? Why did you agree?"

Wen Cai pursed her lips and said, "I promised not for you, but for my aunt. She didn't want to lose your son, so she flew to City B to find me. My aunt used to love me very much, and I just gave her favor."

When Song Xiyuan heard this, his face became even more serious, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I guess so. But your favor seems a bit careless."
To be continued...