Bo Wenzheng was also slightly dissatisfied and said seriously: "Si Han, this matter is indeed your fault."
Mr. Song stood aside and sighed heavily, "It's pitiful that I only have a granddaughter like me. What should I do if she gets seriously ill?"
There is a hint of blame in the words.
Lin Yanru immediately felt embarrassed and apologized to Mr. Song, "I'm sorry, Uncle Song. Si Han didn't think carefully about this matter and made Yu Lan suffer."
Then he turned around and continued to mutter dissatisfiedly, "Si Han, Mom, I really don't know what you think. Yu Lan is just a girl. Can't you lighten her workload?"
Bo Sihan: "..."
He originally wanted to explain a few words, but his mother just made the final decision, so he simply didn't bother to explain.
Tang Ze, on the other hand, saw that his CEO had been misunderstood, and hurriedly stood up and defended in a low voice: "Madam, I actually told Miss Song that I asked her to take sick leave and go back to rest, but Miss Song was unwilling and insisted on working, so...
....”
To put it harshly, Song Yulan was completely asking for it.
What does it have to do with his father!
As a result, Lin Yanru didn't listen to the explanation at all, and instead scolded Tang Ze, "How dare you say that? Miss Song is sick, won't you send her to the hospital for a checkup?"
"I..." Tang Ze didn't dare to talk back, so he quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, madam, it was my fault."
At this time, there was a clang and the ward door opened.
The doctor had just examined Song Yulan. After he came out, he breathed a long sigh of relief and then said respectfully to several people: "Dr. Bo, Mrs. Bo, Miss Song just had syncope caused by fever. Now the fever has gone down."
It’s nothing serious. As long as I stay in the hospital and get an intravenous drip for two days, I’ll be fine.”
As soon as these words came out, Mr. Song's heart finally sank.
"As long as it's okay, it'll be okay!" He muttered quietly.
Lin Yanru also breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm relieved that it's okay!"
Immediately, he turned to Bao Sihan and told him, "Sihan, you stay here tonight and stay with Miss Song in the hospital!"
When Bao Sihan heard this, he paused and said without even thinking about refusing: "Mom, I..."
"do not talk!"
Lin Yanru didn't give him a chance to refute, and demanded forcefully: "No matter what, Yu Lan fainted because of official business. You have an unavoidable responsibility. You will guard her here until she wakes up."
That’s it.”
"Besides, your Grandpa Song is too old to stay here all night. Your dad and I have to go back to rest, so it's just you."
A strong tone cannot be rejected.
Bao Sihan frowned slightly and wanted to refute, but saw his parents wink at him.
That look was obviously telling him that no matter what, he must save face for Mr. Song.
After all, Mr. Song only has a granddaughter. If something happened to her, it would be so sad!
Bao Sihan immediately couldn't refuse anymore and responded in a low voice: "Okay, I understand."
"Well, with you here, we feel relieved." Lin Yanru nodded with satisfaction.
Then he turned around, grabbed Mr. Song and left together.
In the ward, only Bao Sihan and Tang Ze were left looking at each other, both a little helpless.
"Sir, what's the explanation for Miss Lu?" Tang Ze asked worriedly.
If Miss Lu were to know that the CEO had been watching Miss Song in the hospital all night, she would definitely be angry, right?
Bao Sihan had no intention of hiding anything, so he took out his cell phone and called Lu Jingyu.