After meeting Zhuang Yibo, Qianxing returned to Song Qingyuan's home.
As soon as she entered the door, she saw Yu Jun coming down from upstairs, discussing something with the doctor who came to treat Song Qingyuan.
Seeing Qianxing, Yu Jun nodded slightly towards her, but Qianxing just glared at him, turned around and sat next to her.
However, soon, Yu Jun and the doctor also sat in the living room, right in front of Qianxing.
"...As of now, it seems that Mr. Song's physical condition is quite stable. I am satisfied that he is in such a state." After the doctor finished speaking, he sighed slightly, "But it will be April 27 in a few days.
The day is coming, I don’t know if it will happen then..."
Yu Jun said: "There will definitely be some situations, I just hope it will be better this year."
Hearing the conversation between the two, Qianxing couldn't help but look sideways, and then asked: "What happened on April 27th?"
The doctor and Yu Jun looked at each other, and then said in a low voice: "It's the day when Mr. Song's eldest daughter and grandson died in a car accident abroad. So every year on this day, Mr. Song's mood will be very bad, and it will inevitably affect him.
The condition recurred."
Qianxing just said "oh" after hearing this.
Yu Jun was not surprised by her reaction, but the doctor frowned slightly, "Qianxing, after you came to Mr. Song, his overall condition has improved a lot. When that day comes, you must give him comfort and comfort
Mr. Song, please don’t make him angry.”
Qianxing's eyes dimmed, and after a moment of silence, he said: "Since there is such a day every year, what's the big deal? What a fuss!"
After saying that, she stood up, turned around and went upstairs.
In the next few days, Qianxing remained the same as before. He was taciturn and too lazy to talk to anyone. Most of the time, he locked himself in the room without leaving the door.
Until the 27th, Qianxing was uncharacteristically sitting in the living room early.
On this day, the atmosphere in the whole house was indeed a bit heavy, and everyone looked solemn, looking sad and uneasy.
Sitting in such an atmosphere, Qianxing felt his whole body stiff.
Yu Jun came over at the usual time that day. As soon as he walked in, he only saw Qianxing sitting at the dining table eating breakfast.
"Mr. Song hasn't gotten up yet?" Yu Jun asked his aunt.
"Yeah." Auntie responded, "Early in the morning, I said I wanted to sleep a little longer."
After Yu Jun heard this, he immediately looked at Qianxing who was sitting at the dining table, knocked on the table in front of her, and said, "Go up and bring Mr. Song breakfast."
Qianxing slowly raised her head, looked at him, and then said calmly: "Isn't it necessary to be so nervous if I just woke up half an hour late?"
"I think it's necessary." Yu Jun said.
"Even if he doesn't get up all day, it's just that he missed two meals and a few pills." Qianxing bit her lip lightly, "What's the big deal?"
When Yu Jun heard this, he couldn't help but look at her deeply, and then said slowly: "You are alive now. When I was in Bincheng Hospital a few days ago, I didn't see you so good at arguing?"
Qianxing suddenly raised her eyes and looked at him, "What do you want to say?"
Yu Jun shrugged and said: "It's nothing, it's just a sigh of relief, you don't need to take it to heart. You're right, even if Mr. Song doesn't get up all day, he won't die just like that. You really don't need to worry too much.
"
After hearing his words, Qianxing couldn't help but look at him for a long time.
She had seen and heard of this man who was very scheming and ruthless, so what he said to her was definitely not nonsense.
Qianxing sat quietly for a while, then suddenly stood up, turned around and walked into the kitchen. She packed up Song Qingyuan's breakfast, put it on a dinner plate, and carried it upstairs.
When she opened the door, Song Qingyuan was already awake, but he still sat on the bed and turned to look out the window, his eyes filled with desolation.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, he frowned heavily and looked over with gloomy eyes.
The look on Qianxing's face was even more impatient than him. She put the dinner plate on the head of his bed and said, "I know you don't want to eat, so I'm only responsible for bringing the food up. It's up to you whether you want to eat or not."
After saying that, she directly pulled up the chair next to his bed and sat down, lowering her head and playing with her mobile phone.
Song Qingyuan's eyes were gloomy and anxious, and he could hardly control himself and was about to overturn the breakfast on the bed to the ground, when he suddenly received a quick glance from Qianxing.
That glance was extremely fast, as if she had no intention of raising her head or meeting his gaze, so she quickly moved away.
But it was this glance that made Song Qingyuan stop abruptly.
After a while, he said coldly: "You go out and I will eat when you want."
"I want to go out," Qianxing said, "but I'm too lazy to look at Yu Jun's face, so I'll let you sit here for a while."
The two people sat facing each other like this, but each looked in different directions.
After a long time, Song Qingyuan was faintly heard sighing, and then he saw him raise his hand and take the cup of soy milk on the breakfast plate.
Qianxing was looking at her phone intently, but she stood up as soon as he picked up the soy milk, placed the small table where he usually ate in front of him, and put all the breakfast on it.
After doing this, Qianxing sat back and continued playing with his mobile phone.
Song Qingyuan, on the other hand, ate his breakfast in silence.
…
In the eyes of those who served Song Qingyuan in the Song family villa, Qianxing behaved really well today, because not only did she serve Song Qingyuan for breakfast, but she also served Song Qingyuan for lunch and dinner.
On April 27th of previous years, such a smooth situation had never occurred.
Yu Jun also spent the whole day in Song's house, but said nothing about it. When Qianxing waited for Song Qingyuan to take the last few pills of the day and walk downstairs, he was sitting at the dining table, staring at his mobile phone casually.
.
That look made Qianxing want to step forward and tear his face off.
After standing there for a moment, Qianxing finally walked up to him and sat down, "Are you satisfied?"
"What?" Yu Jun raised his eyes with a confused and innocent expression.
"Stop trying to threaten me with Huo Jinbei." Qianxing said, "If you threaten me too much, sooner or later you will be counterattacked."
Yu Jun spread his hands, "Where can I have it?"
"Do you know it yourself?" Qianxing said, "If you dare to do anything to Huo Jinbei, in the end, I will not let you go."
Yu Jun seemed to find it a little funny, and frowned slightly, saying: "I'm a little confused. A few days ago, you told me through gritted teeth that Huo Jinbei was nothing to you. Today, he came to negotiate terms with me.
, what’s wrong with you?”
"You don't need to worry about what's wrong with me." Qianxing said, "In short, I want Huo Jinbei to be well. As long as something bad happens to him, I will definitely blame it on you."
Yu Jun thought for a moment, curled up his lips with a smile, then got up and walked upstairs.
…
In the bedroom on the second floor, Song Qingyuan had finished taking medicine and had turned on the TV to watch the nightly news.
Yu Jun walked in the door and helped him lower the drink on the TV. Then he walked to the bed and helped him adjust the height of the bed.
Everything was normal for Song Qingyuan today. This situation has not happened for several years.
Song Qingyuan himself was obviously aware of this, so after Yu Jun sat down, he directly said: "What did you do to her again?"
After hearing this, Yu Jun couldn't help but chuckle and said, "You and your daughter really have the same mind. I obviously didn't do anything, so why do you think I'm forcing her?"
"If you hadn't forced her, how could she be so good?" Song Qingyuan said, "In her words, if you skip two meals and take a few pills, what's the big deal?"
Yu Jun laughed again and said, "It's rare for you not to be angry with her attitude."
"Her attitude is already rare." Song Qingyuan said, "We have already reached this point, do I still have to worry about this?"
Yu Jun said: "That's right, after all, you are still a disgusting person in her heart. Of course, your attitude will be contemptuous towards people you hate. It's not like when you are facing someone you like, you are cautious and cautious, fearing that something will happen.
A little question."
"I still want to ask you." Song Qingyuan said, "Why did she seem to be even more silent when she came back after going to Bincheng?"
"Maybe there are some things that need to be considered." Yu Jun said, "But looking at her like this, she has probably already thought about it."
Song Qingyuan nodded and simply said: "I hope so."