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A trace of surprise flashed through Tang Zixing's black eyes before he quickly hid himself.

"I'll put the contact details on your table, that grandpa …" Tang Zixing paused.

"I really want to get to know you."

The old man told the left wing to carry the woman to his infirmary and then very seriously asked him to save her.

That anxious look and the pain in his eyes.

He was so scared that he thought this woman was another spring of this old man's time.

Song Guo could not hear the meaning behind Tang Zixing's words and only gave a faint "En" sound before closing her eyes again.

Song Guo's head felt dizzy and painful. She didn't like this uncomfortable feeling.

After Tang Zixing finished cleaning up, he glanced at the woman on the bed who clearly didn't want to talk anymore.

After that, he silently turned around and left the ward.

Song Guo was really sick. It was just that she kept repeating it over and over again during the night. Ever since Tang Zixing left the ward, her consciousness began to dissipate.

I never woke up.

All night long, the nurse tried all the methods to cool down beside her. However, Song Guo's repetitive situation really did torment the nurse.

Song Guo was still unconscious when Tang Zixing arrived the next day.

From time to time, the old man would call to greet this girl he had just met. This made him even more pressured.

"Isn't it just a fever? How can it be so serious? " Tang Zixing stood beside Song Guo's bed. A pair of peach blossom eyes filled with puzzlement.

When Song Guo was completely awake, it was already the third day. During these few days, she completely relied on the nutrient solution to prolong her life.

When Song Guo woke up, it was the night of the third day. Song Guo, who had dreamt a lot, felt that her mouth was dry and uncomfortable.

"Do you have water?" Song Guo's hoarse and heavy voice startled her.

After taking care of Song Guo all night long, she didn't sleep. Tang Zixing was lying beside her bed.

The warm and handsome face was currently unguarded as he slept beside Song Guo. The faint dark green in his eyes clearly showed his fatigue.

Hearing Song Guo's voice, Tang Zixing suddenly sat up.

Ye Zichen looked at the pale-faced man looking at him sleepily.

"Do you want some water?" Tang Zixing stood up and poured a cup of water for Song Guo and brought it to her lips.

Song Guo reached out a weak hand to catch it.

Tang Zixing did not let go of the cup, and Song Guo continued to drink the water.

"I have a question that is not worth asking."

Seeing that she had finished her water, Tang Zixing frowned and looked at her.

Song Guo raised her gaze and looked at him. The coldness and sternness of her body had long been completely wiped away by the matter of her illness.

All that was left was a faint estrangement.

"Just what did you do to make yourself so weak? Do you know how many times you repeatedly burnt for two days in a row? The old man almost sent me the golden banner of a quack doctor!" At this point, the veins on Tang Zixing's forehead slightly bulged.

"Lordmaster?" Song Guo frowned.

"The one who sent you to the hospital. I'm begging you, hurry up and tell him you're safe. I've never seen him care about anyone so much."

Tang Zixing put down his cup and rubbed his glabella, looking tired.

"I don't know that grandpa." After Song Guo finished speaking, Tang Zixing's eyes coldly swept over Song Guo's face.

"Whether you know him or not, just give him a call."

"…" Song Guo didn't say anything. Tang Zixing took a long piece of equipment and walked to Song Guo's side. He then pointed at Song Guo's forehead.

"Finally stabilized. Do you feel any discomfort anywhere?"

Song Guo shook her head.

Tang Zixing slightly sighed.

"Your sister is still next door. Many people have come to visit her in the past two days. Why is it so quiet here?"

Song Guo did not say anything, and Tang Zixing did not continue asking.

"Rest well, your nurse's bell has already reached my side. If you need anything, just ask me to ring it."

Song Guo nodded. Tang Zixing did not continue to stay in the ward.

After resting for a day, Song Guo couldn't stay any longer. She thought it was because she had been working overtime last time that caused the ice this time.

The tiredness of her body made her look haggard.

If only he was here.

When she thought of this person, Song Guo's peach blossom eyes slightly rippled. A strange feeling in her heart caused her to feel somewhat astonished.

Why would she think of him?

When Tang Zixing walked into her room for the third time, Song Guo finally spoke. She said that she wanted to go through the discharge procedures, and Tang Zixing was happy as well. With this time bomb placed in the hospital, the old man couldn't afford to pay attention to Song Guo any longer.

"Remember to call the old man." Song Guo's complexion seemed to be a lot better now that Tang Zixing had sent someone onto the taxi.

"The cost of hospitalization?"

Song Guo stayed in the hospital for a few days, and Tang Zixing did not mention anything about money.

"The old man is afraid that if you don't contact him, he'll just give it to you directly. You can just find him." After Tang Zixing finished speaking, Song Guo was slightly embarrassed.

Who exactly was this old man? She had heard it from Tang Zixing many times, but she couldn't find him.

"I know, thank you."

After returning home, the first thing Song Guo did was to call the old man. She didn't leave anything at home. It seemed like the kidnapping ring last time was a bit professional and ethical.

Ye Zichen sat on the sofa. After the phone rang a few times, the call was picked up.

"…"

The silence on the other end of the line stunned Song Guo for a moment. Was the phone picked up or not?

"That?" Is there anyone here? " Song Guo hesitated for a few seconds before deciding to speak first.

"Who is it?" Her voice was a little hoarse and low, but it was filled with charm.

Song Guo was astonished, this was not the voice of an old man.

"Wait a moment."

Song Guo took out the slip of paper that Tang Zixing had given her, checked it before speaking again.

"Is this Grandpa Tang's phone number?"

Tang Ziran heard the clear and beautiful female voice and was surprised that she didn't hang up the phone immediately.

"No."

When Song Guo heard this, she paused for a moment. She had indeed made a mistake.

"I'm sorry …"

Before Song Guo could finish, the other side interrupted her.

"He's my grandfather, what business do you have with him?"

Song Guo's eyes trembled as she held her phone. Didn't Tang Zixing say that the old man wanted her to contact him?

Why did she have to give his grandson's number instead? It was such an embarrassing thing, then should she talk to his grandson about the medical fees right now? Could it be … too vulgar?

As if she felt the awkwardness of Song Guo, Tang Zian softly replied, "En."

Song Guo quickly said.

"I want to pay the medical fees back for grandpa, and, thank you!"