Sister-in-law Wu looked at the two people walking away together and sighed, if it wasn't for that kind of relationship, maybe it would be a good marriage.
Not far away, Ling Yansen was pushing a wheelchair. There was no expression on his angular face. He lowered his head and looked sternly. Her beautiful back looked too slender in the night light. Her fragile appearance made it difficult for him to say the words he had prepared.
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Manyin pressed against him gently, "I don't know what's going on lately, but I always want to see you."
Ling Yansen was speechless, as if something suddenly occurred to him, his eyes sharpened, "Did Xiao Yixiang come to see you tonight?"
Manyin didn't know why he asked this, so she nodded, "Any questions?"
There was a moment of silence, and his hand holding the car pole tightened a lot, and a dark light shone in his slightly squinted eyes.
When Xiao Yixiang passed by him before, he only vaguely felt that the person looked familiar. Later, when he saw Duan Qingwu sobbing like she was worse than dead, his guess was confirmed. Now it was confirmed from Man Yin's mouth that Duan Qingwu was indeed
Qing Wu and Xiao Yixiang met! No wonder she was so depressed. Three months have passed, and that stupid woman has made no progress at all!
Strange emotions welled up in his heart, and he immediately stopped, but his beautiful eyebrows were still furrowed.
"I'm sick, it's normal for him to come see me." She and Xiao Yixiang are on the same rope, not to mention...
"Be careful in the future. Your relationship with him has not been made public after all. Besides, isn't Duan Qingwu's good friend Lin Ting a psychological counselor? She is often in and out of the hospital."
Man Yin thought so. He was still in the initial stage, and it would not be good for Duan Qingwu to realize that his relationship with Xiao Yixiang was not good for him. "I understand. By the way, didn't you say you wanted to take me to meet someone?"
Ling Yansen paused, with a complex look on his face, and said in a deep voice, "We've arrived."
"Oh? A patient too?" Man Yin, who was still unaware of everything, looked very interested. She thought he was worried that she would be bored by staying in the hospital all day long, so he found a patient for her.
In fact, it can indeed be a patient, if she can agree.
When Ling Yansen pushed Manyin to the door of the ward, Qingwu and Maomao had fallen into a deep sleep. From Manyin's perspective, half of the woman lying on the hospital bed showed her face.
Just this profile of her face made Man Yin furious. She turned back angrily, "She is the person you want me to see? Why did you come to the hospital in the middle of the night because of her? Didn't Sister-in-law Wu say you were holding a child?
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However, Ling Yansen just raised his index finger and put it to his lips, signaling her to speak softer. After hesitating for a moment, he finally pointed to the small bump on the hospital bed and the thin, yellow face exposed from the quilt, "Look, that child
Does it look familiar?"
Man Yin didn't know why, so she straightened up and looked over, "Child? Who is it..."
When her eyes passed over the half-palm-sized outline of the little man on the bed, she was speechless.