Thinking of this, she backed away and continued to wait.

Wait until the evening.

Her ears were pounded by the noise all afternoon, and her head hurt.

Not long after, she received a message from Fengxian, asking if she was still in the hospital.

As soon as she wanted to reply, she heard the sound of Fengxian, which came from the old man's ward.

After holding his breath, only Feng Xian was speaking, and he said three sentences in total, but he didn't get a reply from the old man.

As the night darkened, she did not stay any longer.

Ten minutes later, she met Feng Xian and saw the old butler again.

Feng Xian happened to come out of the ward, and she came from the corridor. After looking at each other, the old butler silently bowed his head.

Qian Miao knew what he was thinking, so he didn't let her in, but let Fengxian in.

She didn't say anything, only said: "Uncle Xu, I'm sorry to trouble you."

The old butler didn't look up, and hurriedly said: "It's no trouble, it's my job to take care of the master."

Qianmiao retracted his gaze, and said to Fengxian, "Let's go."

Feng Xian stepped forward, looking down at her with his head sideways, with a smile at the corner of his mouth: "What's the matter with you two?"

"No, I came here this afternoon, and he didn't let me in to visit."

He paused.

Qian Mian was only slow for a second before he saw him turn around and go back.

She laughed and stopped him: "What are you doing?"

"Explain two sentences."

He was not obedient about this, and he kept walking.

Qianmiao had to use his abilities, a suction gathered in his palms, and the man stayed in place.

She walked over, wrapped her hand around his palm and held it: "Go, I'm hungry, Mr. Feng."

She smiled at him slightly.

This smile reached the bottom of Feng Xian's heart, and could easily touch the softest part of him. He slowly curled the corners of his lips, as if he couldn't help her, said softly: "I'll vent your anger, don't you?"

Qian Miao moved slowly, raised her eyebrows, and said, "No, I don't want to be thought by them as the kind of little woman who appeals to her husband for justice."

He shook her finger and smiled helplessly: "Don't want your husband to be your backer?"

Qian Miao smiled playfully: "Well, let me think about it."

Three seconds later, the man asked: "Have you thought about it?"

Six seconds later, the man asked again: "I haven't thought about it yet?"

"not yet."

Eighteen seconds later, he continued to ask.

He was extremely patient with her at all times, and he was not impatient or impatient.

People passing by looked at them, and all saw the word happiness on the woman's face.

Inside the ward.

The old butler closed the door tightly and walked to the front of the bed.

After a while, the person on the hospital bed opened his eyes.

"Master." He took off the ventilator and helped the old man up.

The old man drank a glass of water and slowly said, "I did a good job today. Don't let the second youngest grandma come in in the future."

The old butler hesitated and asked, "Master, when are you going to pretend? This Miss Wei has now been sent to the hospital. I think she can't come back here."

When he said this, the old housekeeper was very guilty. In order to cooperate with the old man in the play, he almost lost his life.

The old man said: "Without my order, just keep guarding like this, let them treat me like I can't wake up."

"But... the day when things are exposed..." The butler looked worried.

The old man waved his hand and said, "Go and arrange something to eat."

He retreated.

The old man was left alone in the room.

His eyes were a little hollow, and his thoughts returned to that day.

"Please, please, please do this..."

This weak voice always echoed in his ears.

The girl's helpless eyes hit his heart.