There was no one in the living room, so she stood up and walked quickly to the corridor, and soon reached Fu Fengyi's room.

There was a faint smell of medicine in the room. Fu Fengyi was lying on the bed and sleeping deeply, her face still rosy.

"Did she not lie? Mrs. Fu is really ill?" Song Mengjie was about to leave when there was a tapping sound behind her, and she turned around in surprise.

Fu Fengyi stretched out her hand and tapped the humidifier next to her, looking at her with bright eyes.

"Old Madam." Song Mengjie hurriedly approached, "How are you?"

Fu Fengyi looked at the door with her eyes. Song Mengjie understood and quickly walked to the door and locked it.

When she walked back to the ward, Fu Fengyi took her hand, and a paper ball was transferred into her palm.

"Old Madam!" As soon as Song Mengjie opened her mouth, she heard a rapid knock on the door.

"Mengjie, are you in there?"

Fu Fengyi had closed her eyes, and her breathing gradually became calmer, as if she had fallen asleep.

Song Mengjie opened the door and smiled: "Yiyi, I came to see the old lady, but I accidentally locked the door."

"Is grandma awake?" Aoxue glanced inside calmly.

Song Mengjie stuffed the note in her palm into her sleeve and shook her head, "No, I haven't woken up yet."

Ding Yiyi responded, with a worried look on her face, "For the sake of grandma's condition, I advised Nianmo to hold the wedding in Dongjiang City. I also hope that grandma can get well soon."

"Yiyi, I have to take a step ahead." Song Mengjie nodded to her and walked out.

Ding Yiyi didn't stop her, and only entered the house and closed the door after she left.

Fu Fengyi was still sleeping deeply. She looked down at the old woman on the hospital bed and said with a smile: "Grandma, Nian Mo and I are getting married tomorrow. You must get better."

There was no response from the person on the bed. She smiled and opened the drawer and took out a medicine bottle. She poured a medicine from the medicine bottle and put it into the water glass on the side.

The white pills flew to the bottom after touching the water. She picked up the cup and shook it, then poured the water into the humidifier bottle before going out.

As soon as I went out, I happened to meet the housekeeper. He was holding a lady's bag and said, "Isn't this Miss Song's bag? I forgot to take it with me."

Aoxue walked upstairs casually, "It's such a big deal, just find someone to take it to her."

The housekeeper called a servant, "I'll give you the address. You go and return the bag to Miss Song."

The servant nodded, clutched his stomach and walked out with the bag. The housekeeper noticed something was wrong and asked, "What's wrong?"

The maid shook her head, "Nothing."

After leaving the door, the maid squatted down holding on to the wall, her expression was painful, and her face was full of paleness.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Ye Bo was about to enter the door, and when he saw her like this, he stepped forward and asked.

Seeing him, the maid blushed for a moment and shook her head hastily, "It's okay."

She wanted to stand up, but her feet were a little weak. Ye Bo hurriedly supported her and said seriously: "You need to see a doctor."

"My aunt is in pain. I have to deliver a bag to Miss Song." The maid was so embarrassed that her ears turned red. Ye Bo was the man who the group of maids discussed the most in private. The young master didn't dare to think about what he could get.

Mr. Ye's favor is already very heart-warming.

Ye Bo helped her up and took the bag with one hand, "I'll go."

"But?" The maid looked at her sheepishly, but the pain in her stomach was unbearable, so she had no choice but to nod in agreement.

Ye Bo came to Song's house according to the address given by the maid, and heard the noise inside before he entered.

"Xiao Xiaoli! I have been sufficient to you. Have you given me a son for me for so many years!"
Chapter completed!