Report to the captain: Your predecessor has boarded

Looking at the party lying in bed, his eyes closed and his face was pale, but he still couldn't stop his beauty. Jiang Miaomiao suddenly felt guilty. Whether it was Yan Sheng's attitude towards her since she lost her memory, or the sharp change of Yan's mother's attitude in the past two days, she deeply realized that she was very important to Yan Sheng.

Realizing this, her heart filled with guilt, "Yan Sheng, can you wake up quickly? I really can't remember anything. Can you wake up and tell me everything about us? "

She said, her tone full of grievances and sadness.

No matter how she thought and racked her brains, she couldn't recall the past two people together, which made her feel a deep sense of powerlessness and frustration.

She even hated her amnesia. Because of amnesia, she couldn't even think of the good memories of the two people when they were together. She couldn't use those to stimulate Yan Sheng to wake up.

I don't know how long I've been sitting

Li Biyun rushed to Yan Sheng's Hospital as soon as he found out.

As soon as I got to the door of the ward, I saw a woman standing there. She seemed very anxious. Li Biyun didn't know this woman.

She didn't think too much. She went straight over and wanted to go in and see Yan Sheng, but she didn't expect that the woman directly grabbed her arm, pulled her aside and asked fiercely,

"Who are you and what are you doing here? Don't you still want to hurt my son? "

Yan's mother looked at the sudden appearance of a strange woman and was wary that she was coming to harm her son.

The other party's words were full of strong vigilance, and her arm was dragged, which made Li Biyun's look cold directly. Only after hearing the word "son" said by the other party, she raised her eyebrows slightly and restrained the anger on her face.

Facing Yan's unfriendly eyes, she was respectful, smiled at the corners of her mouth and said politely,

"Aunt, so you are Mr. Yan's mother. I'm not a bad person. My name is Li Biyun. I'm one of the passengers in the last air accident. I came here this time to see Mr. Yan. He was injured before. I gave him some water and food. Now he is still unconscious in the hospital because of us. I'm sorry, so I took the liberty to come to the hospital to see her. "

Looking at the other party's modest, gentle and pleasant appearance, Yan's mother realized that she had just overreacted, and that this person had helped her son before, so she apologized,

"So it is. Sheng'er is inside. I'm a little nervous recently. I'm really sorry. "

"You're welcome, aunt."

Li Biyun smiled politely. In order not to lose courtesy in front of Yan's mother and leave a bad impression, she didn't. then she looked at Yan Sheng lying in the hospital bed and asked with concern,

"Is Mr. Yan okay? What did the doctor say? "

Yan's mother is also a personal genius. When she heard Li Biyun's close tone to Yan Sheng, she knew that things were not so simple. Li Biyun should be interested in her son.

Feeling this relationship, Yan's mother didn't hide anything from Li Biyun. Li Biyun looked much better than Jiang Miaomiao, so she looked at the haggard Yan Sheng and said,

"Sheng'er is still in a coma. The doctor said that he needs people close to him to accompany him and talk to him often before he can wake him up."

She looked at Li Biyun up and down, and then nodded slightly to express her satisfaction.

She didn't like Jiang Miaomiao, but Yan Sheng liked it. She couldn't tear it apart anyway. Now there is a Miss Li who seems to be interested in his son, and Li Biyun has elegant conversation and extraordinary temperament. If she can get the two together, it would be a match.

Thinking of her like this, she stopped blocking and welcomed Li Biyun in with a smile on her face,

"I wonder if Miss Li has time to accompany sheng'er to talk to him?"

Li Biyun walked into the room and just put a bunch of lilies in her hand next to the cabinet. When she heard Yan's mother say so, she was happy, but she imposed calmness. She pretended to turn around gracefully. She gently lifted the hair on her forehead and pretended to be gentle, clever and generous,

"Mr. Yan was injured this time because of us. I have more or less responsibility. I just don't know if I have the honor to accompany Mr. Yan and take care of him."

On hearing this sentence, Yan's mother couldn't stop the smile on her face.

She liked the child at the first sight. She must be a good child, too. It's good to stay with sheng'er.

"Ah, what's said? Is it an honor or not? Miss Li is willing to come. That's our honor."

As she spoke, she glanced at Li Biyun's look. Seeing that Li Biyun was like a shy man, she felt a blush on her face and knew better in her heart.

"Well... I'll trouble Miss Li for a while?"

Yan's mother said tentatively. The next second she saw Li Biyun nodding hesitantly.

Li Biyun looked at Yan Sheng affectionately and said,

"No trouble, I'm willing to take care of Mr. Yan."

Then he pretended to be affectionate and took Yan's mother's hand,

"It's fate to meet Mr. Yan this time. Mr. Yan and I are also people who come to the door of life and death. My aunt doesn't want miss li or Miss Li to call me. Just call me Biyun."

Yan's mother smiled, nodded and said, almost unable to hide the satisfaction in her eyebrows,

"OK."

I don't know if it's because of her disgust with Jiang Miaomiao. At the moment, Yan's mother looks at the Li Biyun in front of her. She only feels that she is decent, generous, gentle and kind. She doesn't know how much better than Jiang Miaomiao.

Jiangjiabie hospital

Jiang Miaomiao was awakened by the alarm clock at the head of the bed. She stretched out a hand from the warm quilt. After turning off the alarm clock, she covered her head with a quilt and wanted to continue to sleep.

But the next second, she thought of Yan Sheng, fiercely opened her eyes and kicked off the quilt.

At this time, Jiang Miaomiao felt that her head was very heavy. If there was a thousand gold, her body was also very sour and soft, just like being rolled by a wheel.

Jiang Miaomiao raised his hand heavily and stroked his forehead. Sure enough, as she expected, it was slightly hot. It should be a low fever.

These days, she has been taking care of Yan Sheng in the hospital day and night, but ignored her body.

Jiang Miaomiao climbed out of bed with vain hands and feet. After washing, he casually took out a suit of clothes from the wardrobe and put it on his body.

She wore a ponytail and looked clean. Except that she was a little haggard because she didn't take good care of Yan Sheng these days, there was no flaw on her white face.

She went into the kitchen and made black chicken soup according to Baidu's recipe.

Jiang Miaomiao muttered as he did so,

"Black chicken is the best tonic for people. It is suitable for patients. Carrots are rich in vitamin A. you can add some ~"