Song Youran's illness lasted for a whole night, from 39 degrees to 38 degrees, from 38 degrees to 40 degrees, and then from 39 degrees to 39 degrees. It was repeated over and over again, but the mind was clear, but the mind was always groggy.

Yin Yueze put aside the company's affairs and asked Nancheng to bring the documents to him, read the documents in the hospital, while staring at Song Youran's situation.

Nancheng went back and forth between the hospital and the company several times, until nine o'clock in the evening, and came to the hospital again and brought a message by the way.

"Mr. Yin, Ji Tongping's youngest son, is gone." He called out the news about his mobile phone. "Just just reported the car accident in the suburbs. The truck driver escaped. The Ji family's car rushed into the river. Ji Zihong was too young to escape and sank into the water with the car. The rescue team salvaged it for more than three hours. When it was caught, the child had no breathing."

Yin Yueze nodded lightly, saying that he knew and kept signing the documents in his hand.

Nancheng looked at Song Youran who was sleeping on the hospital bed and asked softly: "Miss Song, are you still burning?"

Yin Yueze closed the document and handed it to him. Worry flashed between his eyebrows. He got up and walked to the bed, and tried the temperature of Song Youran's forehead.

"It's burning again." He said softly, raising his hand and pressing the bell at the head of the bed.

The nurse arrived and shook her head at him after learning about the situation. "The patient has a lot of infusions today, and the body will not be able to bear it if he injects again. If you want to cool her down, you should take other methods, such as wiping her body with alcohol, or placing a towel on her forehead to cool down."

Yin Yueze gave a wink at Nancheng and signaled him to prepare something.

The nurse pulled out the needle from Song Youran's hand and left with the syringe and the bottle.

Yin Yueze called gently beside Song Youran, "Youran?"

"Hmm?" Song Youran responded hazyly without opening her eyes.

"You haven't eaten for a day, are you hungry? Get up and drink some water."

Song Youran tilted her head to the side and said in a daze: "Don't drink."

Yin Yueze was helpless, "Then what do you want to eat? I'll buy it for you."

Before Song Youran could fully wake up, she subconsciously said after hearing his words: "I want to drink the rib soup made by my brother..."

Yin Yueze, “…”

Where can I buy pork rib soup made by Song Ling?

This problem stumped Boss Yin.

He was about to lure her to change her, but Song Youran's cell phone suddenly rang on the head of the bed, and the call came from Song Ling.

Song Youran was disturbed by the ringtone of the phone and frowned unhappily. Before her eyes were opened, Yin Yueze quickly took the phone away and took it outside the ward.

The access control that Song Ling set for Song Youran was at 9 o'clock in the evening. No matter whether she was going to school or what she did, she had to go home at 9 o'clock in the evening, but it was 9:30 today and there were no people.

I had a certain premonition in my heart. He sat on the sand and waited for a long time, but couldn't wait any longer, so he called Song Youran.

The phone was connected, and a man's voice came from the other side, and a premonition became a reality.

"Hey?" Yin Yueze spoke softly.

Song Ling was silent for three seconds before asking coldly: "Where is Youran?"

"Youran is sick and is in the hospital." Yin Yueze told the truth. Anyway, Song Ling already knew his existence, so there was no need to hide anything.

When Song Ling heard that Song Youran had entered the hospital, she immediately couldn't sit still. She rushed out with the key and said, "How could she get sick? She rarely gets sick, and even if she is sick, she will not be able to go to the hospital!"

He thought it was Yin Yueze who did something to Song Youran that led to her going to the hospital.

"Youran saved someone in the river today." Yin Yueze briefly mentioned a few words and paused, "You can talk about the rest after you come. Youran wants to drink the rib soup you made, don't forget to bring the rib soup."

Song Ling had just arrived at the first floor and left the elevator. Hearing this, he stopped, stared at his hungry cell phone, and rushed upstairs again to make soup.

When Song Ling arrived at the hospital, Yin Yueze had just wet the towel and put it on Song Youran's forehead.

He put the rib soup he was carrying aside, and there was a cold light like a blade in his eyes.

It was the first time Yin Yueze saw Song Ling. He was surprised and felt that Song Ling had an unspeakable aura, a little cold and a little strong. Although he had not grown up yet, he could already see the height he would stand in the future.

Yin Yueze stood up and stretched out his hand at him, "Yin Yueze."

Song Ling pursed her lips, her breath was not good, but she did not give him a shame. She reached out to hold him and snatched two words coldly, "Song Ling."

Then he let his hands go away. He walked to the bed and saw that Song Youran's face was extremely rosy and weak, and said distressedly: "How could he be like this?"

Song Youran was well protected by him when he was a child. He had not been sick a few times a year, let alone being admitted to the hospital.

Yin Yueze opened the rib soup he brought, and then covered Song Youran's cheek with his big hands.

"Youran, wake up, the pork rib soup is here."

A substantial gaze fell tightly on Yin Yueze's hand, as if he wanted to see through a hole in his hand.

Yin Yueze's palm was cold, and Song Youran couldn't help but rub it, and Song Ling's face suddenly turned dark.

"Youran." He couldn't control his anger and kept it in a hurry, causing the tone he spoke was a little wrong.

Song Youran heard his brother's voice and thought he had heard it wrong. She opened her eyes slightly, and her two familiar faces came into her eyes. Her head was sobering that she instantly woke up.

"Brother?" Her voice was hoarse, as if it was about to smoke.

Song Ling didn't say anything and stared at her straight, and Song Youran felt guilty inexplicably.

Yin Yueze poured some water and gave it to Song Youran with a cup, so that she could moisten her throat first.

Song Youran took a few sips, and her throat stopped smoking, then she asked Song Ling carefully, "Brother, why are you here?"

"If I don't call you, are you going to tell me about this?" As soon as Song Ling opened his mouth, the smell of gunpowder could no longer control it.

"No!" Song Youran firmly stood up, "I will definitely tell you!"

No matter what she thought before, the most important thing now is to soothe Song Ling's emotions.

Song Ling held back his anger and looked at Yin Yueze with a cold tone, "Youran Shao, I am very grateful to Mr. Yin for taking care of her. Now I am here. Mr. Yin is busy with his work, so please come back."

Yin Yueze smiled faintly and said, "It's okay, I'm fine tonight, I can accompany Youran here."

Song Ling's face turned darker. What does this person mean? Can't you hear the hidden meaning in his words?

The order to expel guests.

Song Youran stared at Yin Yueze with a big eyes, looking suspicious, what was going on?

Yin Yueze remained calm and poured her another glass of water.

Song Youran took it silently and drank it again.

Song Ling looked at this person in a daze, guessing his intentions in his heart.

"Mr. Yin, you and You Ran, the man is unmarried and the woman is unmarried, so it is inconvenient to take care of it like this."

Yin Yueze paused and looked up at him, "It's inconvenient. Although Mr. Song is Youran's brother, he has no blood relationship after all. Should he avoid suspicion?"

Song Ling narrowed his eyes, "What did you say?!"

There were flames mixed in the air. Seeing that the situation was a little uncontrollable, Song Youran quickly pulled Yin Yueze's clothes, "Aze, you have been here for me all day, go back and rest first."

Yin Yueze lowered his eyes, and his eyes flashed with a desire to speak but stopped.

Song Youran seemed to understand what he meant, which was a little funny.

"You go back, I won't be in trouble." She comforted.

Yin Yueze looked at her silently for a while, pulled up the coat hanging from the end of the bed, and left.

Only then did Song Ling inexplicably occupy Yin Yueze's previous position, but his face was still bad, "What does he mean by saying that?"

Youran is his sister. Can he have any other intentions for her?!

The more he thought about Yin Yueze, the more he had this meaning, and he got angry and rose again.

"Brother, he is not what you meant." Song Youran said lazily.

"What does he mean?" Song Ling stared at her.

"He is a little angry because he is worried that you will be angry with me."

Song Ling was stunned and thought carefully. There was also this possibility. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Song Youran, looking at him as if he had settled the score in the future, "Come on, Youran, let's discuss how you were admitted to the hospital."

Song Youran, “…”

Can you still call Yin Yueze back now?

Under Song Ling's urge to ask, she told the matter from beginning to end, and Song Ling's face was so dark that it was almost dripping with water.

"Song Youran." Song Ling looked at her regularly and smiled suddenly, "I remember that when I was a child, I left all the walnuts that Aunt Song bought for us. What's the effect?"

Song Youran, “…”

Walnuts, brain-enhancing.

"There is a word called "doing according to your ability". If the rescue team had not arrived in time today, would I have to go directly to the third floor of the underground to find you?"

Song Youran, “…”

Three underground floors, morgue.

Seeing that he wanted to continue talking, Song Youran quickly made a pause gesture.

"Brother, Yin Yueze has said it once. Can you stop talking about it? Just treat it as comforting me. My fever has not subsided yet." She muttered.

Song Ling sighed, "Is there any next time like this?"

"No more." Song Youran promised obediently.
To be continued...