Song Qianxing left the police station and returned to her residence. What she was thinking about today was what happened today. The more she thought about it, the more something was wrong. She quickly called Rong Heng again.
After leaving the Chengbei branch, Rong Heng originally planned to go home directly, but unexpectedly he took on a temporary assignment. Now he is in the hospital asking for a confession from a client. After receiving her call, he just answered the call with a few words and hung up.
Song Qianxing was worried and went directly to the hospital to stop him.
Rong Heng was busy with an unexpected case and had no time to greet her, so he had a headache when he saw her, "Auntie, I'm busy, can you please stop causing trouble for me?"
"My work is also urgent." Song Qianxing said, "When will you finish your work? At worst, I will just wait for you."
"You can wait as long as you want." Rong Heng said, "Don't bother me when I'm busy!"
After saying this, Rong Heng turned his head and got back into work arrangements.
Song Qianxing had no choice but to sit on the rest chair in the hospital lobby and wait for him.
I didn't expect to wait until late at night.
This was the time when she was the most energetic, but today she just felt tired, so much so that she closed her eyes unknowingly while sitting in the quiet hall.
When she opened her eyes again, she felt someone tapping her shoulder gently.
Being disturbed while sleeping is always a very irritating thing. Song Qianxing suddenly opened her eyes. The moment she was about to blurt out her temper, it suddenly stuck on her lips——
Huo Jinbei's mother stood in front of her, looking at her with a smile.
Song Qianxing didn't let out her anger. He looked at her blankly for a few seconds, then suddenly lowered his head and coughed.
"Are you okay?" Seeing this, Ruan Yin quickly reached out and patted her back, "Did I scare you?"
Song Qianxing waved her hands with difficulty, trying to avoid her gaze.
Ruan Yin waited until she calmed down, then took back her hand and continued to ask her: "Why are you sitting here alone? Are you waiting for Xiaobei?"
"Huh?" Song Qianxing was stunned for a moment, and then replied, "No."
"Then why are you here?" Ruan Yin looked at her tenderly, "It's so late and there's no one else here?"
Song Qianxing looked down at her phone and realized that it was almost 12 o'clock. Had Rong Heng completely forgotten about her and left, or was he still busy?
"I'm waiting for my friend." Song Qianxing answered hastily, still avoiding Ruan Yin's eyes, and said, "I won't waste your time."
"No delay." Ruan Yin picked up a soup pot in her hand and said with a smile, "Xiao Bei was still recuperating and had not officially gone to work. Who knew that the hospital admitted a patient today who he had treated before and the patient trusted him very much.
, he had to go into the operating room together, so he rushed back. I just received a call from him, saying that he had just left the operating room, and I was worried about his health, so I quickly brought him a pot of soup."
After Song Qianxing listened, she was silent for a moment and said only one word: "Oh."
"I served a lot of soup, thinking he could drink some if his colleagues were here." Ruan Yin said, "I didn't expect to see you here. Come on, you can drink some too."
Song Qianxing tried her best to avoid it, but said: "No, really no need."
"Why are you being polite to me?" Ruan Yin said, "I see that your face is not very good, and you must have stayed up late for a long time. You children are so bad at taking care of yourselves that you really make us adults worry."
As Ruan Yin spoke, she poured a bowl of soup from the thermos and handed it to Song Qianxing.
"I really don't drink." Song Qianxing refused while sending a message to Rong Heng.
Who knew that when she finished sending the message and turned around, Ruan Yin was still waiting for her quietly with the bowl of soup.
"Drink." Ruan Yin said with a smile, "It's just a bowl of soup. It won't take up any of your time."
Song Qianxing stared at the bowl of soup in front of her, feeling startled.
After a while, she couldn't control herself, stretched out her hand and took the bowl of soup.
Ruan Yin then laughed again and said: "While it's hot."
Song Qianxing lowered her head and took a sip of soup, lowering her eyes and saying nothing.
Ruan Yin watched her eating the soup gently and quietly. After a long time, she sighed slightly and said, "You kid is really too thin. You should eat more."
Song Qianxing drank the soup silently without answering.
Ruan Yin said again: "I heard from Xiaobei that you usually take care of yourself, so you definitely don't know how to cook for yourself? You can come to my place with Xiaobei more often when you have time. I'm pretty good at cooking, and it's better than you all day long.
It’s good to eat takeout, but it’s not nutritious and unhealthy.”
Song Qianxing still didn't answer, but suddenly raised her head and drank the bowl of soup in her hand.
"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, drink slowly." Ruan Yin said, "If you want to drink, I still have it here."
Song Qianxing had already turned the bowl over and handed it to her, saying, "Thank you, I'm full."
Ruan Yin was about to say something when Huo Jinbei's calm and calm voice suddenly came from behind her: "Mom."
Song Qianxing froze slightly, and Ruan Yin turned back to look at him.
Huo Jinbei had already changed his clothes. He was not wearing a coat or a doctor's robe. His appearance seemed a little strange to Ruan Yin.
"Are you... ready to leave?" Ruan Yin said.
"Yeah." Huo Jinbei responded, then looked at Song Qianxing, who was sitting next to her with her eyes downcast and silent. He quickly withdrew his gaze and said, "I originally wanted to stay and help organize patient information, but my colleagues
If I don’t agree, I will be kicked out.”
"That's because your colleagues care about you." Ruan Yin said, "But I have already brought the soup, so you can drink it first."
Huo Jinbei came over, sat down, took Ruan Yin's soup pot, and looked at Song Qianxing again.
"Qianxing just drank a bowl." Ruan Yin said while looking at Song Qianxing and said, "Do you think it tastes good? If you think it tastes good, I can cook it for you next time, or you can
If you have any soup you like, tell me and I can make it for you."
Song Qianxing still lowered her eyes, and after a while she responded, "It tastes good. But I don't like soup, thank you."
Ruan Yin smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't like soup. You can tell me if you have any favorite dishes."
Song Qianxing stopped answering again.
Ruan Yin turned back to look at Huo Jinbei drinking soup. After taking a look, she realized what she had just found strange, "Where is your coat? You didn't forget it upstairs so carelessly, did you?"
After hearing this, Huo Jinbei turned to look at Song Qianxing.
She had already changed her clothes, which were at least a little warmer than the previous one. As for his coat, it was naturally not on her.
But Huo Jinbei still looked at her, which made Ruan Yin look at her strangely.
Song Qianxing stiffened slightly when she heard Ruan Yin's question. Now receiving the gazes of both mother and son, she finally said, "I lost it."
"Ah?" Ruan Yin couldn't help but ask, "Did you lend Qianxing your coat?"
"Yeah." Huo Jinbei responded and continued to look at her.
Ruan Yin quickly said: "It doesn't matter. If you lose it, just throw it away. It's just a coat, it's no big deal -"
"I will compensate." Song Qianxing said, "It's just a piece of clothing, I can afford it."
Ruan Yin was about to speak when Huo Jinbei said, "Okay. My mother bought me that coat. I have only worn it twice. If I lose it, I have to pay for it."