Wealthy and hot wife: stunning husband does not love enough

Chapter 937
Everyone raised their heads when they heard the words, and saw Song Luo slowly walking towards the ward in the long corridor. Her dress today was quite different from the past. She wore a white shirt with a plaid skirt underneath, and her long hair Randomly tied behind the head, the whole person looks gentle and reserved.

Seeing her like this, Ye Yiheng's eyes darkened slightly, his heart seemed to be grabbed by invisible hands, and thousands of words burst out of his mind instantly, but they were like a stick in his throat.

As if seeing a savior, Zhou Wan ran towards her desperately: "You are finally here, can you save Yiran?"

Song Luo glanced at everyone slowly: "What I said will naturally be done, but now please go out and wait."

Li Caiping couldn't help sneering: "That's not okay, who knows what you will do to Yi Yi while we're not around? Since it's saving people, why cover it up?"

Song Luo's watery gaze suddenly turned cold: "If I want to do something to her, so what if you're here?"

Li Caiping was stabbed by her gaze, and just about to speak, Zhou Wan said impatiently: "In this case, let's go out first and come in later."

Everyone went out one by one.

Ye Yiheng walked up to Song Luo, intending to say something, but he hesitated to speak a few times, and finally only said: "Ah Luo, thank you."

Song Luo looked at him quietly, her eyes glowing with tenderness: "Is there still a need to say thank you between you and me? It's still your daughter, and I will definitely save her at all costs, so don't worry."

Ye Yiheng's face was full of emotion: "Ah Luo, we..."

"Yiheng, come out quickly. It's still important to save him first, and we'll talk later if we have anything to say." Zhou Wan shouted outside at this time.

Ye Yiheng glanced at Song Luo apologetically: "Then I'll go out first?"

Song Luo nodded: "Okay."

Then when he was almost at the door, he suddenly shouted: "Yiheng, there is something I forgot to tell you."

Ye Yiheng turned around: "What's the matter?"

Song Luo looked at him with a gentle smile: "I forgot to water the phalaenopsis on the balcony at home, go and have a look when you are free, water it, and the milk in the refrigerator is about to expire, take it out and throw it away .”

Ye Yiheng felt that what she said was a bit weird, but he didn't think about it for a while, just nodded and said: "I will."

As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Wan walked in and pulled him out, and then closed the door.

At the same time, the smile on Song Luo's face disappeared instantly, and finally she closed her eyes weakly, turned around and walked to the hospital bed.

The little girl who was only six years old, even when she was asleep, was still cute and beautiful. Her face and facial features were very similar to Ye Yiheng. The more Song Luo looked at her, the more tender the color between her brows became.

After a while, he took out the white porcelain bottle and gently poured the liquid inside into her mouth.

About 5 minutes later, Ye Yiran woke up, and stared at Song Luo with a pair of big eyes in a daze: "Auntie, why are you here?"

Song Luo was slightly surprised: "You know me?"

"Aren't you the aunt in my father's painting? Once I walked into his studio by accident and saw many paintings of you in it, even the clothes were exactly the same. Later, I asked my father who you are , but he didn’t tell me, and I didn’t see it later.” Ye Yiran asked her seriously, “Auntie, are you my father’s friend?”

Song Luo stayed for a long time after listening to her words, and finally slowly lowered her head to look at her clothes.

She was dressed like this when they first met...

(End of this chapter)