Sickly Love: Master Ruan, fierce and aggressive!

The night Ruan Tingchen took off her ventilator, song wanwei made a long psychological preparation, and then told Ning Tingting what happened at the wedding banquet by telephone.

At that time, Ning Tingting on the other end of the phone was quiet for a long time. Song wanwei almost thought she was asleep and called several times. Finally, she heard Ning Tingting's rapid breathing.

"My God, Weiwei..." she said these words and remained silent for a long time: "how could such a thing happen? Are you okay? Is Ruan Tingchen okay?"

"I'm fine." song wanwei said, "Tingchen's situation is a little bad. The hospital can't leave people. I can't leave here, so... Things in the studio may not be taken care of for the time being. I'm sorry."

"What are you talking about? You still think about the studio after such a thing in your eyes." Ning Tingting sounded very worried: "just stay in Chongshi. I'll take good care of the studio here and Tangtang."

Song wanwei felt a fever in her eyes: "thank you, Tingting. Thank you so much. You have helped me so much that I don't know what to do."

Ning Tingting sighed and didn't speak.

After a while, she asked again, "you just said that Ruan Tingchen was hurt so badly to save you?"

Song wanwei answered, feeling very sad. Even though it had been half a month, everything on that night was still fresh in her mind. Even when she recalled, she could feel the strength of Ruan Tingchen holding her waist tightly, as if she wanted to embed her into bone and blood.

Ning Tingting sighed again and said, "it seems that you can't make a clear distinction with him in this life."

Song wanwei bit her lips: "in fact, I was thinking before, is it too willful for me to take my children to Fengshi like this? He said he would maintain his marriage with me, but in fact, that's enough. He doesn't want to remember things, and I still like him, and my feelings can be cultivated again. If he can like me once, he can like me for the second time. It's just me."

"You say that now. In fact, if Ruan Tingchen doesn't save you this time, you won't figure it out." Ning Tingting seemed very helpless: "forget it, it's also a good thing for you to think clearly, but the price is a little high..."

"In short, it's estimated that his recuperation will take a long time, but I'll accompany him." song wanwei said, "but don't worry. He will be discharged from the hospital in a month. The Ruan family has an aunt to take care of it. I'll be relieved. I'll go back to Fengshi and deal with the situation of the studio."

"In fact, we don't have to worry so much. The two employees we identified before have arrived in Fengshi. We had dinner together last night. We feel that they are very easy to get along with, and we must be able to get along well at work." speaking of this, Ning Tingting's mood is higher: "when you go back to Fengshi, we'll have a dinner again."

"OK." song wanwei was also happy for her: "it seems that your work is easier."

"Yes, I don't have to work for ten people anymore!" Ning Tingting suddenly paused and said, "well, Ouyang seems to be calling me..."

Song wanwei was stunned, and then said with a smile, "well, we're almost done. I'll hang up first. Let's talk."

After hanging up the phone, song wanwei heard a crisp knocking sound in the ward. She didn't know what was going on.

She was surprised. Countless scenes flashed in her mind. All of them were unexpected. She hurried into the ward. She saw that Ruan Tingchen was still lying on the bed, just one hand raised and knocked on the metal cabinet at the head of the bed.

"... what are you doing?" song wanwei breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the hospital bed and looked at Ruan Tingchen with some blame: "you scared me to death. I thought what happened to you when I heard the news."

Ruan Tingchen seemed to see that song wanwei was a little angry, but he was helpless about it.

"Well, put your hands down quickly." song wanwei took his wrist and put it into the quilt: "what's the matter?"

Hearing the speech, Ruan Tingchen stretched out his hand just put into the quilt by song wanwei and pointed to his lips.

"Thirsty?" song wanwei picked up the water and cotton swab and began to wet Ruan Tingchen's lips with cotton swab. While doing these things, she said, "I was calling Tingting just now. Tingting, do you remember? My friend, we opened a studio together."

Ruan Tingchen listened carefully and licked his lips from time to time.

"She said that I don't have to worry about things in the studio for the time being. Let me stay and take care of you." song wanwei smiled: "she is really a good girl and is good to everyone around. She has helped me a lot. I don't know how to thank her."

Ruan Tingchen pursed his lips, which meant that there was enough water.

Song wanwei threw the cotton swab into the dustbin, then covered the water cup and put it on the bedside table. She said, "by the way, tomorrow is Friday. Junyan will come to see you. Then... You'll be fine as usual, but it's best to give him a response. After all, children, if you ignore him, he will be sad."

Ruan Tingchen blinked.

On Friday, Ruan Junyan stayed far away in the hospital before returning home. If song wanwei hadn't seen him sleepy and rushed him home, he wouldn't want to go.

"In less than a month, dad will be able to go home. It's no use for you to guard here now." song wanwei said.

Anyway, Ruan Junyan finally left, and song wanwei received a call from Ruan Tangtang again.

"Tangtang, what time is it? Why haven't you slept yet?" song wanwei didn't avoid Ruan Tingchen and answered the phone directly. Ruan Tingchen's eyes also fell on her.

"Tomorrow is the weekend." Ruan Tangtang is confident.

"You can't sleep so late on weekends. You won't be tall." song wanwei frightened her.

"Hum." Ruan Tangtang looked unconvinced. After a while, he said, "Mom, why haven't you come back?"

Song wanwei is silent. She hasn't figured out how to tell Ruan Tangtang about it.

"There's something here... It may take more than a month to go back." when song wanwei said it, she couldn't bear it. Ruan Tangtang hasn't been separated from herself for such a long time since she was born. Let alone a child like Ruan Tangtang, even she feels sad.

"More than a month?" Ruan Tangtang was almost unbelievable.

"Well." song wanwei said very hard, "but I'll call you often. You can also have a video if you want. Sorry, Tangtang, my mother didn't think about it this time."

Ruan Tangtang was silent for a long time. Song wanwei nervously waited for her crying or complaining, but she didn't. She said wisely, "I know. Mom, it doesn't matter. I'll wait for you to come back."