Shu Nuan moved and opened her eyes. The room was very dark, and only one bedside lamp was turned on. She stared at the ceiling for a while, then sat up abruptly, looked at the unfamiliar room layout, and then looked at the lamp hanging on her hand. I am a little confused.

"Miss, you are awake."

A waiter came in with tea and greeted Shu Nuan with a smile.

Shu Nuan looked at her clothes, which should be those of a hotel waiter, and was startled, and asked, "I..."

After Shu Nuan only said one word, she felt as if a piece of burning coal had been stuffed in her throat, and it was burning and painful. She coughed and almost brought tears out.

The waiter hurriedly brought her water, Shu Nuan took it and took a few sips, feeling much more comfortable, before asking, "Where is this?"

The waiter was stunned for a moment, obviously confused by her words, but he answered obediently.

"Miss, don't you know this is Jiangnan Hotel?"

Shu Nuan murmured to herself, the doubts in her heart grew even bigger.

"Hotel? Why am I here?"

Seeing that she was about to get out of bed, the waiter quickly stepped forward to support her and said, "Miss, you are still on the infusion, so you can't get out of bed."

Shu Nuan peeled off the needle and pushed her away.

"I am fine."

The waiter wanted to go forward to stop her again, but Shu Nuan didn't have that much strength to contend with her, so with a cold face, he said sharply, "Leave me alone!"

The waiter was obviously frightened by her expression and did not dare to go forward.

Shu Nuan picked up her bag and took out her mobile phone. Sure enough, Shu Yun made several calls.

Shu Nuan called Shu Yun, walked out of the hotel, stopped a taxi, and went to the hospital.

Shu Nuan looked at the room and asked, "Isn't brother here?"

"I came here for a while in the afternoon, talked to the doctor, and left again."

Shu Nuan caressed her sister's haggard little face, feeling distressed for a while.

"Yunyun, I have worked hard for you these two days."

Shu Yun shook her head, "I'm not working hard. But sister, your complexion is so bad, are you uncomfortable? I'm very worried about you."

"I'm fine. How's Mom today?"

Shu Yun shook his head in disappointment.

Shu Nuan walked to the hospital bed, stared at it for a while, then bent down to tuck the drooping quilt corners.

The luxurious VIP box was in chaos, the phone rang for a while before Xiao Han picked it up.

"Mr. Xiao, the lady you brought is gone."

Xiao Han only hummed lightly, hung up the phone without saying anything.

Mo Yan glanced at the pensive Xiao Han, and asked suspiciously: "Brother, what's the matter?"

Xiao Han smiled and shook his head, "It's okay."

Liang Yiqing had also been observing his expression, sat up with a glass of wine, and joked:

"Mr. Xiao, you have been absent-minded since you came in. What are you thinking about? A woman?"

Liang Yiqing's pair of peach blossom eyes are very bright, clearly playful, but there is a layer of inquiry hidden underneath.

Xiao Han took a look, picked up the wine glass and touched him, casually said: "Woman? Doesn't Mr. Liang know that I like masculinity?"

Liang Yiqing was taken aback for a moment, and then burst out laughing.

"Mr. Xiao really knows how to joke."

Du Yucheng interjected with a smile, "Of course I'm joking, otherwise the tears from the woman who adores Brother Han wouldn't have flooded the whole city! Isn't it, Mo Yan?"

Mo Yan followed with a laugh, and glanced at Xiao Han thoughtfully.

Xiao Han laughed silently for a while, then suddenly raised his head to look at Liang Yiqing, and asked, "Then what kind of woman does Young Master Liang think I like?"

Liang Yiqing looked at Xiao Han's heaven-defying handsome face, was stunned for a moment, then raised his wine glass, touched him, and said with a smile: "No matter what kind of woman Mr. Xiao wants, I can do it for you."

Du Yucheng laughed and said, "That's right, there is no woman around Young Master Liang, brother Han, it's easy for you to say a word! But don't let my sister find out."

There seemed to be a gleam of light in Xiao Han's eyes staring at Liang Yiqing, and the smile lines on his lips deepened.

"Master Liang keeps his word?"

"a man of his words!"

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