It was already two hours after Chen Yinian woke up

She looked pale, opened her eyes, and said with a hoarse voice, "What's wrong with me?"

"Yinian!" Gu Qifeng rushed over, crying with joy.

"Qifeng." As if thinking of something, Chen Yinian stared slightly, and wanted to sit up, but because of the fatigue, she couldn't get up because of the fatigue.

Gu Qifeng hurriedly stabilized her: "Yinian, don't move, the wound on your stomach hasn't healed yet."

Hearing what he said, Chen Yinian felt that her stomach was aching, but she couldn't take care of it so much. She grabbed Gu Qifeng's hand, with red eyes, and asked anxiously: "Qifeng, kid, how is the child? NS?"

A flash of unnaturalness flashed across Gu Qifeng's eyes, and then he grinned, behaving like a bottle of honey in his heart, grinning openly, and abruptly twisted the choking into a chattering: "How about the child, you were in a coma that day." After that, Dr. Chen made a decisive decision and cut the child out..."

"Yesterday afternoon, my mother took the child home. You know the sister-in-law Li next door. Not long after the baby was born, she had enough milk. It is not a problem to feed another child. My parents are watching. Don't worry about things."

"You are now recovering from your injury. When you are discharged from the hospital, you are guaranteed to see a fat girl in vain."

These words were thought by Gu Qifeng in advance. Before Chen Yinian's body recovered, how could he dare to let her know the truth of the matter.

Hearing this, Chen Yinian didn't doubt that he had him, and she felt relieved. She released her hand grasping Gu Qifeng's sleeve, and slowly lay down with the help of Gu Qifeng. Tears flickered in her eyes, and she muttered: "Then Okay, that's good."

At this moment, Du Baoli led the doctor into the ward in a hurry.

After a series of examinations, the doctor looked incredulous. He stretched out his hand to cover the quilt for Chen Yinian, who had not been able to hold on to fall asleep again, got up and looked at Gu Qifeng, and whispered: “It’s okay, Mrs. Zun is out of danger. Rest, she can be discharged from the hospital by the end of this month at the latest."

"Good, good." Gu Qifeng couldn't help but be overjoyed.

After sending the doctor away, Gu Qifeng remembered that Song Fengchen and Du Baoli were still in the ward. He quickly walked over: "Master Song."

Song Fengchen stood up and only said, "Since the matter has been resolved, then I will leave first."

Gu Qifeng subconsciously wanted to stay, and then thought that this was a hospital, not a home, and it seemed that there was nothing to keep. When he reached his mouth, he swallowed it back, as if thinking of something, he took it out of his jacket pocket. The money was stuffed into Song Fengchen's hands. This was originally the money he had just taken out of the bank to pay for Chen Yinian's medical expenses.

With a grateful expression on his face, he said: "In any case, Master Song saved my wife's life. You take these money, it is my heart."

"Mr. Gu is polite." Song Fengchen didn't shirk either. Gu Qifeng and Chen Yinian were both civil servants, and they were not low-level.

After coming out of the hospital, Song Fengchen went straight back home. As soon as he opened the door, he saw the big guy lying on the sofa watching TV, and the little guy sleeping on the big guy’s belly. Since the New Year’s Day, the relationship between the two is like sitting on a rocket Yes, in a blink of an eye they changed from ignoring each other to being inseparable now.

Song Fengchen has become accustomed to the intimate appearance of the two of them.

In the kitchen, Xu Shujian was preparing dinner, Song Fengchen took off his coat, walked over, hugged his waist in a familiar way, put his chin on his shoulders, and watched him move.

Xu Shujian let him go, then picked up the chopsticks and took a piece of cake that was just out of the pot and brought it to his mouth.

Song Fengchen opened his mouth to take it, while biting the cake, as if thinking of something, he said, "I want to eat dumplings."

Xu Shujian manipulated the spatula to turn the pancakes in the pan: "Make it tomorrow."

"Okay." Song Fengchen said: "Then I'll buy some shepherd's purse tomorrow morning."

Xu Shujian stopped her hand movement and thought for a while: "It happens to be tomorrow and Sunday, or else, let's go to the western suburbs for a trip tomorrow, dig some shepherd’s purse by the way, and get some elm money back to steam the elm money rice, and toon. It’s been a long time..."

Song Fengchen was also a little moved, and he promised: "Okay."

With just a few words, the two made up their plans for tomorrow's trip.

It's a pity that things backfired. The next morning, when Xu Shujian was ready to clean up, Song Fengchen was caught by the incident.

—Cheng Hanfei came to the door.

"Let's live up to Mr. Song's request, the things you asked me to help find are finally a bit eye-catching." Cheng Hanfei was not polite, taking up his tea and drank it.

"How do you say?" Song Fengchen looked at him, refreshed.

"The owner is a classmate of my second cousin's husband. Something happened to her family. She accidentally learned that I was searching for Yuxi, so she came to the door and wanted to go my way and find a more reliable master for her. Look at each other's family."

Cheng Hanfei said: "According to her, she has two seals in her hand. One is the private seal of Kangxi's "Seven-year-old Qingjian" seal, and the other is the seal of Manchu and the Qing Dynasty's "Treasure of the Son of Heaven". This is simply for Mr. Song. Good thing tailor-made."

Song Fengchen's eyes lit up, and he said without hesitation: "I don't know where her family lives?"

"In Hushi," Cheng Hanfei said, "Mr. Song, time is running out."

Song Fengchen immediately responded: "Okay, I can now..."

Speaking of this, as if thinking of something, he just lost his voice and raised his head to look at Xu Shujian in a nonchalant manner.

Xu Shujian sighed softly: "It's okay. It's the same when you come back. When you go out, you should be careful and pay attention to safety."

It is impossible to say not to be disappointed.

"I know." Song Fengchen touched his nose with an apologetic expression: "Don't worry, when I finish this matter, even if the sky falls in the future, I won't make your appointment again."

"Yeah." Xu Shujian responded, looking a little better.

It was already early evening when the plane arrived in Toshi.

"Mr. Lao Fancheng is not far away. He walked with me personally. I am grateful." Song Fengchen took the water from the bodyguard that Cheng Hanfei had brought and took a big gulp.

"Where, this is what I should do. Speaking of it, I have to thank Mr. Song. Last time I gave my grandfather all the honeysuckle you gave me. As a result, his migraine headache got better the next day. Seven seven eight eight." Cheng Hanfei said with a smile.

Song Fengchen smiled knowingly: "Well, when my pot of honeysuckle blooms again, I will give some more to Mr. Cheng..."

Hearing this, Cheng Hanfei smiled and curled his mouth instantly.

Just as the two were chatting, the person who picked up the plane arrived.

"Mr. Cheng, I'm really sorry, there was a problem with the car on the road, so I was late."

Lai Ren is a middle-aged woman about forty years old, except for her haggard look, she is all capable.

"It's okay." Cheng Hanfei waved his hand indifferently, anyway, his goal had been achieved, and it was when he was in a very good mood, there was no need to pursue this innocuous matter.

He said: "This is Master Song Fengchen Song, don't think he is young, he is not good enough to say, no one in the entire capital knows his name."

After speaking, he turned his head to look at Song Fengchen: "This is He Lijuan, Ms. He, because something happened to her family."

Song Fengchen reached out and shook her hand, which was regarded as a courtesy.

Then He Lijuan took Song Fengchen straight to her house.

Like Song Fengchen, the He family lived in the mansion.

Before doing business, it is natural to inspect the goods first.

He Lijuan came downstairs holding a wooden box and pushed it to Song Fengchen: "This is what my grandfather left behind. When the Eight-Power Allied Forces invaded China, he spent fifty taels of gold from two unknown American soldiers. I bought it."

Song Fengchen opened the wooden box and saw that it was indeed a jade seal with dim golden light on both sides. When he saw this, he nodded in satisfaction.

He raised his head and started talking about business: "I don't know what happened to Ms. He's house?"