"If it was you, you would have passed out by now." Ren Lord closed his eyes and teased with a smile.

"No closing your eyes, open them!" Su Qinglan anxiously called his name, pinning her hopes on the elevator.

Ren Lord's voice was laced with thick exhaustion, "Don't worry, I'm just a little tired, and having my eyes closed doesn't prevent me from being conscious."

By the time he was conscious again, he was in a hospital that was white as far as the eye could see.

Su Qinglan was sleeping on the side of her bed, the successive all-nighters had made her completely unable to hold up.

He looked at the faint auburn under the eyes of the person sleeping beside the bed and couldn't help but reach out and place his hand in her hair.

But the good time didn't last long, immediately someone pushed the door in, "Mr. Ren, you've woken up, are you still uncomfortable?"

This voice directly aroused Su Qinglan.

Ren Lord couldn't help but throw the man who came in a glare and said in a cold voice, "I'm fine."

"In that case ... then you can rest for now and eat a little bit of liquid food."

The doctor winced and was about to leave when Su Qinglan called out to him again.

"Wait, I want to ask him about his injuries ..."

Facing Ren Lord's eyes that wanted to kill, the doctor could only say stiffly, "His injuries are fortunate that the knife didn't damage his stomach or intestines, so he can also eat some fluids in terms of diet."

Su Qinglan nodded and frowned at him after saying thank you, "Don't do that again, I have a serum, it's not the same as you."

"Shh." Lord Ren gestured for silence, "It's not a secret?"

"In case I die, maybe you'll use the serum to save me as well, then I'll equal a profit then."

"No man can stand by and watch a woman get stabbed in front of the one he's fighting, and besides I'm fine."

He was about to move, but then he frowned at the knife wound on his body.

Su Qinglan glared at him, "Settle down, otherwise it's better to tie you to the bed, if the wound splits again, how can I sew it up?"

The Ren Lords pain subsided quite a bit after a while, but when they opened their mouths again, they were still every positive line.

"Are you sure you don't want to think about moving back? The house is very unlucky to be targeted on the first night, and there's a lot of blood in the water."

She found it a little amusing that he was like that and couldn't help but ask rhetorically, "Why do you believe in this all of a sudden?"

"There are times when one has to believe." Seeing that she didn't budge, Ren Lord could only give up.

"I may have to recuperate and recuperate here for the next few days, so I'll be counting on you for the company then."

Su Qinglan couldn't help but tsk lightly, "If you want to be lazy, just say so, the doctor said that as long as there are no problems with the wounds, you can be discharged in five or six days."

"Now that you can eat, I'll go get you some porridge."

She got up and went out, but returned immediately.

Renlord was about to draw a few cool breaths for the sake of the pain in an unoccupied place, but the breath stuck hard in his throat because of her sudden folding back, "Forgot something?"

Su Qinglan shook her head and turned her head with an iron face, "Gu Jinchi."

With three words, Lord Ren understood what it meant.

It's really haunted, how can I meet this person everywhere.

He got his assistant to bring the meal, and in the meantime, he poked around to find out Gu Jinchi's reason for being here.

"I heard his fiancée was also hospitalized, in the same hospital, so ..."

It's really coincidental.

She couldn't help but snicker, "What happened to Gu Lan?"

"I heard it was ... Palace . Ectopic . Pregnancy." Before the assistant's words left his mouth, Ren Lord immediately frowned and endured the pain to kick him.

He looked worriedly at Su Qinglan and unexpectedly saw her calm demeanor.

Facing that strange look, Su Qinglan smiled faintly, "What, do you think I should collapse now?"

"It's not ... just worrying ..." he stammered, not knowing what to do for a moment.

He still subconsciously wanted her to avoid everything related to Gu Jinchi and live under his shelter just fine.

"Don't worry, I've come out of it, I can't expect someone as good as him to widow me to death." There was quite a bit of self-deprecation in those words.

Renlord shooed his assistant out, stiffening his face and looking away uncomfortably, "I will."

After a short period of being stunned, Su Qinglan's divine light dimmed, treating it as if she hadn't heard anything, "I'll go out for a walk."

She turned and exited the hospital room, her mood as depressing as it had ever been.

Before, just the nursing home and the Gu Jinchi thing made her hate places like hospitals immensely.

Now in the hospital room was Ren Lord, whom she had rejected, while outside she might meet up with Gu Jinchi at any time.

She got on the elevator, ready to take a break in the garden, only to see that familiar face again just as the elevator slit opened.

Gu Jinchi.

It was as if it was a joke on her.

Where she wanted to start over, Gu Jinchi appeared in a haunted manner, even in the same hospital where she had to fight so many times.

It was a good thing she wasn't the only one in the elevator, and after a brief moment of stunned silence, she immediately ducked behind the strange man who was riding with her, pretending to straighten her hair to get out of the way.

But when the elevator stopped on the first floor, Gu Jinchi didn't move.

Further down there was only the morgue and the parking lot left, and without someone else to cover her, she would definitely be recognized by Gu Jinchi.

Thinking that, she ran straight out among the elevator before it closed completely.

As he brushed past, Gu Jinchi's pupils shook as if he had sensed something.

There was a smell in the air that made him somewhat familiar.

It's her scent.

He clenched his hand, only able to see the woman who had just run out of the elevator in the crack that would soon close.

It's not just the smell of the perfume, it's the height, and the side face ...

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and the scent was as fleeting as she was, leaving only the hospital's antiseptic scent to make him extraordinarily despondent.

She ran out of the elevator and ran aimlessly for a long time, not knowing why she didn't stop and not wanting to.

It wasn't until she ran out into the hospital gardens that she found a shady spot to sit and rest.

The creation of mankind.

So many chance encounters, each one ruffling the dead weight of her heart.

Wildfire doesn't die, and the spring breeze blows again.

What would she do if that gray mass woke up again.

On the contrary, Gu Lan is still pregnant.

Her hands trembled, and for some reason the tears had fallen one after the other like a broken thread.

The unusual situation caused people coming and going in the hospital to scan over with searching eyes, only to leave avoiding the plague.

Suddenly, there was a soft mass in her hands.

A little girl tucked in a packet of tissues and smiled up at her, revealing uneven teeth that were in the process of changing.

"Sister, you're so pretty, you won't be pretty if you cry again."

"My sister-in-law said that whatever happens will pass."

She wiped the tears from her eyes and reached out to rub the little girl's head, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, I have candy here." With some effort, the little girl climbed into the chair and sat beside her, taking the only two candies from her little bag.

After a moment's tussle, she handed both over, with a hint of fondness in her clear eyes, "Have some candy, it'll cheer you up."

Warmth rippled from her heart, Su Qinglan smiled, peeled one and sent it into the little girl's mouth, "Thank you, one for each person then."

The little girl was instantly happy and nodded her head vigorously, "So will you still cry, sister?"

"It won't be, because with you passing happy candy." She raised her hand, but didn't eat it.

This candy is more of a consignment.

It was only when she looked down that she noticed a number of pinholes, new or old, in the little girl's arms and arms, and one glance made her eyes and heart sting a little.

The little girl noticed her sight and subconsciously hugged her arms to avoid it and her voice went down, "Would my sister not want to play with me if she knew I was sick?"

Su Qinglan shook her head and softly said, "Of course not, but you're so small, what kind of illness did you have?"

Perhaps the illness was too complicated, the little girl scrunched her face into a ball and thought for a long time.

"The doctor said it's a very difficult disease to treat, but my sister-in-law has spent all the money she has on me to help me, and I don't want to be in treatment ..."

Such sadness would always play out in the hospital. Su Qinglan sighed and was about to say something when she saw a college student looking girl wearing jeans and a white T walk over.

"Sweets! Why are you running around again, if I can't find you anymore, I'll be very worried about you do you know."

The girl didn't look very old, and seemed to have reddened with anxiety because she had been looking for this little girl for a while, and urgently came over and hugged her a little tighter.

"But ... I don't want to get another shot." Sugar covered her arm and twisted her head to deflate, "I don't want to be treated, whatever, it hurts too much."

A sentence instantly said the girl's tears came to her eyes, "Sweetness, Auntie only has you as a relative, if anything happens to you, what do you want me to do?"

"But ..." Sugar sniffled, and the tears snapped down uncontrollably, "you gave me a lot of money for my treatment ah, it was all saved up by yourself, and now it's all gone. "

"I don't want you to work that hard, and neither does mom."

Looking at the two people in front of her as they cried into a ball, Su Qinglan didn't know whether or not to interject for a moment.

When their cries subsided a bit, she inquired, "I wonder what disease she suffers from?"

It was a feeling she knew all too well, that desperate feeling of being at the end of her rope.

What was different was that at that time, even if she had the money she couldn't save Gu Jinchi.

After it was so hard to find Fu Lao, there were so many accidents of creation.

By now ... it's done for someone else.

She felt a little ridiculous even thinking about it.

The girl took the tissue and wiped the tears from her eyes, "Thank you for just watching Sugar for me."

But when she mentioned the disease, her expression was also incredibly despondent, "A very rare genetic disease, in short, Sweetie, listen to what Auntie says, it might hurt a little, but we must trust the doctor, okay."

"You still have to grow up and pay for your sister-in-law's old age, no being a white wolf."

Such a conversation again caused a sourness to rise in Su Qinglan's heart.