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Song Shijun smiled at her.
As the saying goes, donât hit a smiling person.
No matter how cold Qi ranâs heart was, he wasnât that cold.
She tried to get up with her hands on both sides.
Song Shijun quickly went up to help.
She rejected him in a low voice. &Quot; no need. &Quot;
Song Shijun didnât listen to her and even teased her,â what else can you say other than âno needâ? â
He still helped her up.
Her wounds were all on her back. In order to prevent the wounds from opening up, he folded two pillows and let her gently lean on them.
It was always better to have someone help than to hold it up alone.
Some kind of emotion flashed across Qi ranâs face.
Song Shijun gave her a few sips of warm water before bringing the porridge over.
He was sitting on the edge of the bed, scooping up the soup with a spoon, looking like he was going to feed her.
She frowned and said,â 1â11 do it myself. &Quot;
Song Shijun laughed. &Quot; let me do it. Youâre not happy that someoneâs your personal servant?â
She glanced at him and said,â either I do it myself, or I wonât eat it. &Quot;
Song Shijun saw that she was serious and went along with her.
âAlright, alright, you do it.â
He thought for a moment, took the porridge back, scooped some with a cup, and handed it to her.
âItâs easier this way,â
The entire bowl of porridge was too heavy, and he was afraid that she would not be able to hold it.
Qi ran could feel his attentiveness, so he took it without saying anything.
Song Shijun sat beside her and watched her.
âBy the way, if youâre not Qi ran, whatâs your name? I should at least know your name, right?â
In fact, he really wanted to know.
Qi ran ate his porridge quietly, not saying anything.
Song Shijun waited silently for her to finish eating and handed her a tissue.
âCan you tell me now?â
She said in a low voice,â I didnât want to say it. &Quot;
Song Shijun looked hurt. &Quot; Iâm the mayorâs son, and you wonât even tell me your name after Iâve served you like this? Youâre really⦠Cold-blooded and heartless.â
As she complained, she went to get medicine and water.
âTake your medicine first.â
Qi ran didnât take it.
Song Shijun laughed and said,â youâre not letting me serve you anymore because of what I just said, are you? You really donât have any sense of humor.â
She looked up at him and took the glass of water and medicine silently.
Song Shijun nodded in satisfaction. &Quot; thatâs a good girl. &Quot;
Qi ran quickly took his medicine.
Song Shijun took the cup and said to her,â Qi ran, do you want me to inform him? â Donât let him worry about you.â
What he meant was,âtell me his contact number so that I can inform him about your hospitalization.â
She said,â no need. Iâll be discharged in a while. &Quot;
Song Shijun said,â this is a gunshot wound, not a normal cold. Do you think youâll be fine just by staying in the hospital for a day? â
Qi ran looked at him and said indifferently,â itâs not a big deal. &Quot;
Song Shijun was silent for a moment.
Her expression seemed to be telling him that she had suffered more serious injuries in the past, and this injury was nothing to her.
This made him recall the process of them fighting side by side that night.
Her skills and reaction speed proved that she was not an ordinary girl.
What had she gone through to become who she was today?
Song Shijun couldnât imagine her story.
This made him even more curious and he wanted to know more about her story.
If she was qiqingâs twin, then why was she wandering outside?
Had the Han family been looking for her?
Since she knew about qiqing, why didnât she return to the Han family?
There were too many questions.
Song Shijun looked up at her and said,â you want to be discharged? sure, but you have to answer a few questions.. &Quot;