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Chapter 1916

As Xia Youxin walked, she thought about Ye Haoran. He usually looked healthy. Xia Youxin didn't dare to think too much about his expression just now. She felt it was necessary to talk to Ye Qianmo. After all, Ye Haoran was his father.

These days, Ye Qianmo has been busy with things. Everyone in the Ye family is focusing on Yan Qingyan's affairs. Jiujiu has been spending time with Yan Qingyan, whom he likes. Xia Youxin has become an idle person. Thinking of Ye Haoran's situation that day, she went online

I checked out many ingredients for strengthening the body of the elderly, hoping that it can help Ye Haoran regulate his body in the future.

Yan Qingyan couldn't stand up, so the doctor suggested that it would be better to be hospitalized for recovery, and Ye's family members agreed.

The hospital where Song Wanting was sent was not far from Yan Qingyan's hospital. That day Xia Youxin came to visit Yan Qingyan and saw the mental hospital not far away. She wanted to see Song Wanting and bring her some things. Lin Dahui arranged for someone else to do so.

Taking care of her, I wonder if Song Wanting, the former rich lady, will adapt to it.

Wanting Song was sitting on the bed, and the names of several people kept appearing in her mind, Ye Qianmo, Ye Zihan, Xia Youxin, Jiujiu, and Yan Qingyan. She didn't know what the relationship was between these people and her. Wanting Song didn't know who she was.

She dreams about these people every day, and these people are never friendly to her. Also, there is a child, a poor child. Who is that child?

She held her head and kept rolling on the bed. She didn't feel any pain even after rolling to the ground.

"Who are you and who am I?" Song Wanting kept repeating the same question!

"Hey, Jiujiu, what's wrong?" Xia Youxin received a call from Jiujiu before she even stepped into Wanting Song's ward.

"Youxin, let me tell you good news. The doctor said he can be discharged from the hospital." Jiujiu's beaming voice also brought laughter to Xia Youxin.

"That means you have recovered. It's great." The door was ajar, and Song Wanting heard Xia Youxin's voice, which seemed familiar to her.

Wanting Song opened her eyes and looked at Xia Youxin. Isn't this woman the woman in her dream? Why is she here? By the way, she is Xia Youxin, Xia Youxin! Song Wanting's head hurt even more, and she held her head

It rolled violently and hit the edge of the bed with a bang. The impact shocked Xia You who was on the phone.

"Jiujiu, I'll go back later to celebrate you and Xiaohan. Song Wanting seems to be ill. I'll check on her first to see if she's injured." Xia Youxin hung up the phone and pushed the door open.

Jiujiu looked at the phone that showed the end of the call. She was worried about Xia Youxin. This silly woman knew that Song Wanting was not a good person and still went to see her.

Xia Youxin put her phone on the ground and bent to help Song Wanting. Song Wanting looked at Ye Qianmo on the screen of her phone and felt that her brain suddenly became more awake. "Song Wanting, are you okay?"

"What are you doing here?" Xia Youxin, Xia Youxin was someone she hated, so Wanting Song's question was full of hostility.

No matter what her attitude was, Xia Youxin didn't want to argue with the patient. She saw that Song Wanting's forehead was scratched, and it might be very painful.

"Come, I'll help you get on the bed and do it." Xia Youxin said softly.

"Tell me, what are you doing here? Are you Xia Youxin? Xia Youxin will die to harm me! You are here to harm me, right?" Song Wanting looked at Xia Youxin ferociously, with a very painful expression on her face.

, she was indeed in pain, and her brain was very confused now. She tried to pinch Xia Youxin, but she dodged. At this time, Xia Youxin did not realize that Song Wanting might be a little awake.

"Don't be like this. I don't want to harm you. I just stopped by to see you." Xia Youxin said softly. She looked at Wanting Song's crazy eyes and guessed that her spiritual world must have collapsed at this time.

"On your way?" Song Wanting looked at Xia Youxin doubtfully.

Xia Youxin nodded, "Well, Yan Qingyan is sick, and he's in the hospital in front." Xia Youxin pointed to the hospital opposite through the window. Because of Lin Dahui's arrangement, it was the best place for Song Wanting to live in the hospital.
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