Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 417 It seems that Mrs. Madam's wish to hold a grandson will come true soon

As soon as he finished speaking, Nan Song was about to get up, and even his hands were trembling slightly.

Shen Du noticed her strangeness, and held her hand in his own.

"It's okay, you control your emotions first, I have already asked Chen Zhu to book the nearest ticket."

Perhaps his soft soothing voice played a role. After Nan Song took a deep breath, his mood calmed down a little.

"Okay." She nodded.

The departure time of the air ticket booked by Chen Minghe is 10:[-] in the morning, and the hotel where Nan Song and Shen Du stayed is very close to the airport, it only takes [-]-[-] minutes by car.

When the three of them arrived at the airport, nearly three hours had passed since Ye Lan made the phone call to Shen Du.

Nan Song and Shen Du's faces were serious the whole time, and they walked forward briskly, while Chen Minghe followed beside him, also pursed their thin lips tightly and did not speak.

The cabin was very quiet, the two people were seated together, and Chen Zhu's seat was separated by an aisle.

It only takes about two hours to fly to Haicheng and Feiyun City, but Nan Song feels that every minute and every second on the plane is very difficult.

Thinking about grandpa in my heart, I couldn't help becoming nervous after taking off.

She was seated by the window, with thin clouds passing by in front of her eyes, at a certain gap, Shen Du turned to look at her, and found that she had been looking out of the window.

From his point of view, Nan Song's side face is a little tense.

Nan Song was wearing a thin blanket, and his fingertips were gently pinching the edge of the thin blanket. His nails were slightly white, and Shen Du's eyes fell on it.

After a second pause, he reached out and put her hand in his palm, without saying anything.

Sensing his comfort, Nan Song took his eyes back from the window and turned to look at him.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

Shen Du's voice was a little low: "It's okay."

Nan Song looked at him and felt that the man's mood was too calm.

"Are you afraid?"

After a moment of silence, Shen Du spoke, and uttered two words: "Scared."

"I'm scared too."

While talking, Nan Song tilted his head towards Shen Du's shoulder and leaned on it.

Shen Du adjusted the angle calmly, with his right cheek rubbing against the top of her hair.

After leaning on for a while, and really wanted to say something to relieve the tension and worry in his heart, Nan Song raised his head again and looked at Shen Du.

She thought for a moment, then lowered her voice and asked, "Grandpa should be fine, right?"

Perhaps because of holding pens and using computers all the year round, Shen Du's fingertips had a thin layer of calluses, and his fingers tapped lightly on the back of Nan Song's smooth white hand, repeatedly.

The two of them were silent like this, just when Nan Song thought he would not answer his question, Shen Du suddenly spoke.

"Honestly, I don't know."

As soon as he uttered these words, Nan Song's heart skipped a beat.

She didn't know if it was because of panic or what, but she suddenly got a little angry and frowned.

"I thought you'd at least comfort me with something like 'Well, it's going to be okay', you made me cry a little bit."

Hearing this, Shen Du rubbed his cheeks lightly again, and his grip on her hand became even tighter.

"Don't cry, it'll be fine, anyway, I'm here, okay?"

A deep voice fell on top of Nan Song's head, and her eyelashes trembled slightly.

Although he knew that Shen Du's words were just comforting himself under her reminder, but for some reason, when these words came out of his mouth, it seemed that there was really some magical power.

Nan Song nodded.

"If you're sleepy, go to sleep, and you'll be there when you wake up."

"it is good."

Although the blanket was thin, it was fortunately very big. Before Nan Song closed his eyes, he covered himself a bit, and he didn't forget to lay half of it towards Shen Du, covering most of his body.

Two hours later, the plane landed steadily at Yuncheng International Airport.

Shen Du was about to wake him up, but Nan Song opened his eyes and began to arrange the blanket on his body.

While tidying up, he said: "Let's go."

Only then did he realize that he was going to sleep, but she didn't sleep at all.

Also, how could it be possible to sleep?

Shen Du stood up from his seat, looked at Nan Song, raised his hand and stroked the back of her head, his movements were so gentle and pampering that they seemed to melt water.

"Give me your hand."

Shen Du stretched out his hand towards her, and Nan Song put his hand on it very naturally, and there was a warm and comfortable touch on the palm and back of his hand.

Chen Minghe, who was walking behind, looked at the backs of the two people who were so affectionate, and silently let out a voice of envy in his heart.

What a pair of lovers who are like glue, it seems that the time when Mrs. Madam's wish to hold a little grandson will come true is just around the corner-
The weather in Yuncheng is not good today. There is a big dark cloud hanging in the sky above, and it is getting heavier and heavier, as if it wants to flatten the earth.

The car stopped at the gate of the No.1 Civilian Hospital. When the three of them got out of the car together, the wind blew up, and there was a faint thunder sound from the distant sky, sometimes approaching and sometimes far away.

It seemed that a storm was coming soon, which made people feel even more uneasy.

Outside the ward, Ye Lan and Shen Zeyun were sitting on the bench, both of them looked very serious.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, they raised their heads and saw that it was Shen Du and Nan Song, and their expressions relaxed a little.

"Mom." Nan Song went up to meet her.

Ye Lan held Nan Song's hand at once: "Are you back? Grandpa is undergoing an examination inside now, and the doctor told him to wait."

"Yeah." Nan Song nodded.

While waiting for Shen Zongnan's examination, Ye Lan and Shen Zeyun told them the details of this time.

"Before I called you, at about five o'clock in the morning, I got up to go to the toilet. As soon as I came out of the bathroom, I heard a 'boom' from the room over the grandfather's side."

"I was terrified at the time, so I hurried over to see that my grandpa had fallen to the ground. While helping him up, I asked your dad to drive quickly, and then we sent grandpa to the hospital."

"You are busy with work in Haicheng. You must be so busy that you don't touch the ground. I have also thought about whether I should call you back, but your father and I are worried that Grandpa is not in good condition this time, and something bad will happen. , because he fainted suddenly, which has never happened before."

As Ye Lan was talking, her emotions became more and more agitated. Nan Song resisted the worry and discomfort in his heart, and quickly reached out to caress Ye Lan's back.

"Mom, please calm down first. Grandpa will be fine. Let's wait patiently to see what the doctor says."

"Okay, okay" Ye Lan agreed.

Shen Du frowned slightly: "Has Grandpa ever felt unwell these days?"

Ye Lan lowered her eyelashes, as if she was thinking carefully, and said firmly after two seconds: "No, he is in good condition these days, and he is very energetic when he is walking."

——Boundary——

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