The car drove into the hospital. Ling Xiao parked the car and helped Zhu Shan out.

As soon as she stood still, she couldn't help but huddle to the ground in pain.

Ling Xiao turned around and squatted down. "Come up. I'll carry you."

Zhu Shan, suddenly very principled when she shouldn't be, clutched her stomach and asked, "Wouldn't it be not good?"

"I'll count to three!" Ling Xiao bent down and began counting. "One! Two..."

Zhu Shan immediately climbed on his back.

It was the first time she had been so intimate with Ling Xiao since she was an adult. It was not as embarrassing as she had imagined. The pain in her stomach occupied all her senses.

Zhu Shan asked softly, "Slow down. It'll hurt even more in a jolt."

Zhu Shan couldn't tell if Ling Xiao was really slowing down. She couldn't feel anything but pain.

Later, Ling Xiao fetched a wheelchair.

Zhu Shan felt much better on it.

She was pushed to the emergency room and laid on the bed, Then she was examined by being pressed on the abdomen by the doctor.

Zhu Shan only felt pain wherever the doctor pressed.

The doctor was not sure if she had stomachache, so he proposed to have a few examinations first.

While they were waiting outside the ultrasonic room, Zhu Shan grabbed Ling Xiao by the wrist and said, "All the money my parents left me is in the bank. The password is my mother's birthday. If anything happens to me, you can withdraw the money. Give half of it to my aunt and the other half to your parents."

Ling Xiao could not help but frown.

A few seconds later, he squatted down and asked, "How old are you?"

"Twenty-two."

Ling Xiao sighed helplessly.

Zhu Shan had been in good health since she was a child and rarely fell ill. Whenever she had a headache or fever, she would feel like she was seriously ill and about to die.

However, Ling Xiao didn't expect that she would still be like this even though she was 22 years old.

She seemed to have grown up, but also seemed to have not changed at all.

Zhu Shan saw Ling Xiao sighing.

Her eyelashes trembled. "Don't tell me you don't remember my mother's birthday? I used to share you the cake every year..."

"Zhu Shan!"

"..." Why did he call me with my last name again?

Ling Xiao looked straight at Zhu Shan and said leisurely, "If you die, all the property will belong to me according to the law!"

Zhu Shan's eyes instantly widened.

She couldn't die!

After the report came out, the doctor looked at it and said that there was nothing serious. He considered it an acute gastroenteritis, and the cause was that Zhu Shan had eaten too much irritating food recently.

Because it was too painful, the doctor arranged an IV drip to relieve the pain faster.

Due to the shortage of beds and her not serious condition, Zhu Shan was arranged to sit in a wheelchair in the corridor, with an IV drip stand next to her.

As time went by, Zhu Shan felt less pain.

She opened her eyes and looked around.

Although it was at midnight, there were still many people waiting outside the emergency room.

The lights here were particularly bright. And it was quiet, setting off the footsteps in a hurry.

There were also groans of pain from time to time, which was particularly heart-wrenching.

Zhu Shan subconsciously went in search of Ling Xiao.

Then she saw him coming from the end of the corridor.

He was wearing a set of silk pajamas, a long coat, and sneakers, which were out of place.

His hair was a little messy, and his forehead was covered. He looked down at the medical record in his hand. There was a bag of medicine hanging on his wrist, which shook gently when he walked.

How could they see the arrogant elite in the court?

He was no different from the family members of the patients around him!

Ling Xiao walked closer and first checked on the IV bag before sitting down.

He looked very tired, and there were creases on his eyelids.

"He didn't want me to cause him troubles, so he let me live under his nose," Zhu Shan thought, "But such a thing happened on the first night, out of exception."

Zhu Shan lowered her head and stared at the needle on the back of her hand.

She wondered if she should provoke Ling Xiao and let him drive herself out?

Soon, she withdrew this absurd idea.

Because Ling Xiao would only drive her back to SJP.

Therefore, she should not provoke him now. Instead, she should please him and express her gratitude for his help tonight. She should promise that such a situation would never happen again.

While Zhu Shan was thinking, a warm palm suddenly touched her forehead. She was shocked with a thrill.

Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows. "Does it hurt so much that you're trembling?"

Zhu Shan shook her head. "It doesn't hurt that much anymore."

Ling Xiao withdrew his hand, leaned against the back of the chair, and relaxed. He said in a tired tone, "Hold on for a little longer. There's about half an hour left."

Zhu Shan nodded and replied considerately, "You too."

Please hold on for another half an hour.

Ling Xiao was speechless. He glanced at her, took out his phone to play.

Only then did Zhu Shan remember that her phone had been left in the car. She leaned slightly to one side, glanced at the handsome profile of Ling Xiao, and finally fixed her eyes on the screen of his mobile phone.

It was a case.

A murder case.

The deceased was a woman in her forties.

It began when the husband of the deceased reported to the police station that his wife was missing. The police searched for several days and then found the body of the deceased in an abandoned wood factory nearby.

After some investigation, the prosecutor filed a lawsuit against the husband of the deceased for the crime of intentional murder.

The phone screen shook. Zhu Shan raised her head and met Ling Xiao's scrutinizing gaze.

He tilted his head. "Are you interested?"

"I'm just curious why the husband of the deceased was regarded as the first suspect."

Ling Xiao turned off the phone screen and crossed his arms in front of his chest. "To investigate the victim's social relations, apparently."

Social relations?

Zhu Shan thought for a while.

For example, she and Ling Xiao. She had a very simple social relationship in China. If nothing happened to her, Ling Xiao would become the prime suspect to the police.

Zhu Shan nodded and said seriously, "Don't worry, Ling Xiao. I can go home and write a letter of commitment. Whatever happens to me has nothing to do with you."

Ling Xiao was stunned for a moment, then closed his eyes and exhaled deeply.

Zhu Shan saw that his jawline was sharper because he was gnashing his teeth as if he was holding back.

She quickly added, "It's okay to record a video!"

Ling Xiao opened his eyes and said sharply, "All you need to do is make sure that nothing goes wrong and solve the problem from the source, understand?"

Zhu Shan pursed her lips and nodded obediently.

She did not intend to speak anymore. She felt that Ling Xiao wanted to blow her head off.

After the infusion, Ling Xiao went to return the wheelchair while Zhu Shan was taking her medicine.

When he came back, he stared at Zhu Shan and asked, "Do you still need me to carry you?"

Zhu Shan shook her head.

On the way to the parking lot, Ling Xiao had apparently slowed the pace down.

As soon as Zhu Shan got in the car, her mobile phone, covered with strawberry soft shells, appeared in front of her.

She looked at that and saw Ling Xiao's index finger hooking to the string of her phone case, with a casual expression.

Zhu Shan took the phone with both hands and thanked him sincerely, "Thank you."

The car was proceeding in the night.

Zhu Shan leaned against the back of the chair. After the eased pain was the endless exhaustion.

Ling Xiao glanced at her and said, "Take a few days off and rest at home."

"No," Zhu Shan said in a sweet and sleepy voice, "I was delayed for a whole day yesterday, and it didn't hurt much."

"If you're sick, you should rest."

Zhu Shan closed her eyes and lowered her voice as if she was about to fall asleep. "Didn't you say that I'm not the only one on Earth? Others may sympathize with me, but I can't take it for granted and act without scruple."

Ling Xiao was stunned for a moment and turned to look at Zhu Shan.

Her small face was buried in the gray down jacket, and looks a little sickly pale. Her long eyelashes were rooted on the eyelids and looked like small brushes.

Ling Xiao remembered these words.

It was what he said when Zhu Shan' s parents passed away one after another and she refused to go to school, refused to eat, and refused everything.

At that time, she was only fourteen years old.

It had been eight years, but she still remembered it so clearly.

Ling Xiao withdrew his gaze and took a deep breath.

It seemed that she was very vengeful.

Zhu Shan didn't sleep well. When she opened her eyes in a daze, she saw the motionless street lamp outside the car window.

She was stunned for a moment and then straightened up.

Why did he stop the car?

Before she could think further, she heard the sound of the car door opening.

Zhu Shan tilted her head and saw Ling Xiao carrying two bags from the convenience store and putting them in the backseat of the car.

After Ling Xiao got into the car, Zhu Shan asked, "What did you buy?"

"Daily necessities."

Zhu Shan was really sleepy, so she didn't ask any more questions and closed her eyes again.

When they went back home, Ling Xiao took out a pair of women's slippers from the convenience store bag.

Zhu Shan put it on and thanked sincerely, "Ling Xiao, thank you so much for today."

"Don't express your thanks with your mouth."

“?”

Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows and expressed her in a deliberate tone, "Keep it in mind."

！！！

Normally, shouldn't he say 'don't take it to heart'?

Why was he always so arrogant -- "Keep it in mind!" when it came to him?

Ling Xiao was indeed not a normal person.

Zhu Shan cursed in her heart, but she smiled obediently and responded perfunctorily, "Okay! I'll keep it in mind!"

The next day, Zhu Shan' s phone alarm clock rang on time.

She turned off it and got up.

Zhu Shan opened the door in her pajamas and found that the lights outside were on.

Forgot to turn off the lights last night?

She yawned and then heard the sound from the kitchen counter.

Zhu Shan looked over curiously and saw Ling Xiao standing in front of the kitchen counter.

The small pot in front of him was bubbling, and the smoke was silently sucked into the top machine.

Ling Xiao was more than 1.8 meters tall and had a good head-to-body ratio. At this moment, he was wearing a light-colored pajamas which was sporty, and he was also good-looking.

He supported himself on the kitchen counter with one hand and played with his phone with the other.

From Zhu Shan' s point of view, he lowered his head slightly. There were some bangs on his forehead, which made him look much gentler.

It seemed that…he didn't need a spanking anymore.

Without looking back, Ling Xiao raised his hand on the kitchen counter, stirred the bottom of the pot, and said lazily, "Go wash up first."

Zhu Shan: "???"

Did this person have eyes on his back?

When Zhu Shan finished washing up and coming out again, Ling Xiao was taking out bowls and chopsticks from the convenience store bag.

It turned out that he had bought these at that time.

It also confirmed what he said last night that he had never cooked.

Zhu Shan returned to her room to change her clothes.

In fact, she had never really hated Ling Xiao since she was a child.

On the contrary, because Ling Xiao did well in school, no one dared to mess with her and Ling Yue.

The only thing that made it hard for her to accept was the adoption.

In addition to making her have to go to a strange country, what made her even more uncomfortable was that she thought that the Ling Family was her second home after she lost her original home. After all, she felt the warmth of a family after loss in Ling Family.

But it turned out that she was wrong.

He was so determined to oppose her becoming his family, which meant that he had never accepted her as a member of the Ling Family.

The warmth after the destruction of her family instantly turned into charity.

"Ding", the phone rang.

Zhu Shan picked up her phone. It was a WeChat message from Mrs. Ling.

Mrs. Ling: [ Shanshan, you just came back. Don't eat too much spicy food. Your stomach can't stand it, understand?]

Zhu Shan: [ Okay, I got it. It doesn't hurt anymore.]

Zhu Shan really liked everyone in the Ling Family, and she also liked Ling Yue who always made mistakes too much.

Thinking of Ling Xiao, Zhu Shan took a deep breath, quickly changed into jeans, put on a fleece-lined hoodie, and then went out of the room.

There were casseroles, bowls, and chopsticks on the table.

The bowl was yellow and very sticky millet porridge.

Zhu Shan didn't feel awkward. She walked over and sat down. "Did you tell auntie about my gastroenteritis?"

Only they two knew that Zhu Shan was sick last night.

If it wasn't her, then it must be him.

Ling Xiao stood with his back to her and said nothing.

Zhu Shan said in a particularly calm tone, "No pickles?"

Ling Xiao turned around and came back with a large-dimensional black cup. He sat down and raised his chin. "Do you still want to eat pickles? Who was the one screaming last night?"

After that, he pushed the cup in front of Zhu Shan and said, "Eat it at noon."

Zhu Shan frowned. Just now, she saw Ling Xiao filling a large-dimensional cup with millet porridge.

Seeming to see that she was unhappy, Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows and said in a dangerous tone, "Don't you like it?"

Zhu Shan put the porridge into her mouth stiffly and then responded, "I'd like to."

Ling Xiao let out a satisfied hum and tapped on the table a few times. "On the way, do you want to take a ride?"

Zhu Shan looked up and swallowed the porridge in her mouth. She smiled happily and said, "Yes."