CH 18

Chapter 18- After rebirth, I decided to inherit the family property.

The sound was too loud.

The guest greeter standing at the door was taken aback, and Shen Yiyi, who was closest to Song Yunran, almost screamed.

She hurriedly went forward: “Are you okay?”

If it weren’t for scruples about his domineering face, Song Yunran really wanted to open his mouth and scream. He covered his forehead and said in pain: “I suspect that I have a concussion.”

Shen Yiyi was shocked.

She asked a friend to find Song Yunran’s contact information and asked him out to dinner, just to thank him for his previous words of wisdom.

Unexpectedly, before entering the restaurant, Song Yunran suffered a heavy physical blow.

Shen Yiyi turned his head in wonder, how could Song Yunran not see such a big door.

Before she could retrieve her eyes, the door suddenly made a clicking sound and the tempered glass on the door cracked apart in a spider web-like pattern.

”…”

Everyone’s eyes looked at Song Yunran with a little admiration, what an iron head ah.

Song Yunran looked at it, and his face suddenly became pale.

He was finally reborn once, Don’t let him bleed in here!

”Quickly, take me to the hospital.” Song Yunran suspected that he would be dying right away.

So after a period of turmoil, Song Yunran was sent to the nearest private hospital.

The doctor checked him: “Mr. Song, the CT results show that there is no damage to your skull, but to be on the safe side, I suggest you stay in the hospital for observation for one day.”

Song Yunran was angry and said: “Okay.”

Shen Yiyi, who accompanied him, felt guilty: “What’s your home phone number, I’ll inform aunt and uncle.”

”Don’t tell them!” Song Yunran refused, “If they know that I am walking while playing with my mobile phone, I will definitely get scolded.”

Shen Yiyi was silent, and then said, “Then I will hire a caregiver for you?”

Song Yunran who was just about to nod, suddenly changed his mind.

In the end, is it not Qin Ke’s fault?

If it wasn’t for the sudden news of Zhong Xiaofeng without a word of greeting, would he have been so excited that he hit the door?

Thinking about this, Song Yunran raised his head tenaciously, “Bring my phone.”

Qin Ke waited in the restaurant for a long time, and before Song Yunran could respond, he had already left the venue early. Anyway, he came here today just to keep Zhong Xiaofeng, and didn’t intend to hear Cheng Jiaming bragging.

Halfway down the road, the phone rang.

Qin Ke answered the phone: “President Xiao Song?”

”Well, it’s me.”

Song Yunran’s tone was wilted, as if he was going to pass away soon, “I sent you a location on WeChat, so come here quickly. “

Qin Ke took a look at WeCha and said: “Are you sick?”

Song Yunran is too lazy to explain: “Anyway, you quickly come over!”

The tone of this sentence was so strong that Qin Ke was even more confused about whether he is sick or not.

But after hanging up the phone, he still asked the taxi driver to divert to the hospital.

The floors of the VIP wards of private hospitals are always much quieter than other floors.

Qin Ke inquired about Song Yunran’s ward with the nurse on duty. After finding it, he first stood outside the door, raised his hand and knocked.

The person who opened the door was a strange woman.

The other party looked at him up and down and asked vigilantly: “Who are you looking for?”

”Is President Xiao Song in?” Qin Ke asked.

Song Yunran’s voice came from inside the ward: “Is it Qin Ke who has arrived?”

Shen Yi Yi was startled, just now she listened to the tone of Song Yunran’s phone call. She thought the person called would be the Song family’s servant, but she didn’t expect it to be such a young and handsome man. No matter how you look at him, he must not be a servant or a caregiver.

But soon she smiled politely: “Come in.”

Qin Ke walked into the ward and stopped when he saw the person lying on the bed.

A bump bulged up on Song Yunran’s forehead, which seemed quite scary at first glance. But he was laying there playing with his mobile phone as usual, and seemed to be fine.

Qin Ke thought for a while, and still asked: “Did you bump your head? Is it serious?”

Song Yunran snorted coldly: “What do you say. ”

That means it’s not serious.

Qin Ke breathed a sigh of relief, and glanced at Shen Yiyi next to him. He was not sure who the other party was, nor could he understand Song Yunran’s purpose for calling him.

It can’t be that the company’s corporate culture is that all new employees must visit the president.

Shen Yiyi also had the same confusion in her heart. She was secretly guessing when she heard Qin Ke ask: “How did you bump into it?”

“Isn’t it all your fault? “Song Yunran immediately complained, “What kind of news did you send me? If it weren’t for seeing what you said, I wouldn’t have hit the door.”

This tone, why does it sounds wrong?

Shen Yiyi frowned and understood that this was being coquettish.

At this level, there is no need to say more about why Song Yunran only notified Qin Ke to come to the hospital to take care of him.

Sure enough, Song Yunran immediately said: “You have to stay and take care of me tonight, you know?”

Qin Ke was silent for a few seconds before being defeated by the other party’s self-defined logic: “Okay.”

The words have come to this point, Shen Yiyi knows that she cannot stay longer.

She took her purse and said with a smile, “Then I won’t bother you two anymore. I’ll invite you to dinner another day when you’ve recovered from your injuries.”

The latter half of the sentence was said to Song Yunran, but when she saw that the youth was still staring at Qin Ke, as if he hadn’t heard what she said, she could only shrug helplessly and exit quietly.

Before closing the door, she heard Qin Ke ask again: “How can I take care of you?”

”I haven’t eaten dinner yet,” Song Yunran replied, “You can help me buy something to eat.”

Qin Ke: “Oden?”

Song Yunran: “Why is Oden again ? Can’t you buy something else besides this? ”

Shen Yiyi took a deep breath, listened to the flirtation, and then thought about her unhappy marriage. It really makes people have mixed feelings. Finally, she glanced at the ward, using her eyes instead of words, and silently offered her sincere blessings to the two.

Qin Ke stood by the bed, lowered his head and asked, “Then what do you want to eat?”

Song Yunran didn’t know either. The restaurants he usually likes to eat at are fixed ones, which are far away from the hospital and can’t be delivered for a while.

He swiped the map on his mobile phone to see what food was nearby, but he glanced at it and thought the light was too dark: “You can help me turn on the overhead light. ”

Qin Ke looked at the bedside switch, which was less than half a meter away from Song Yunran, and raised his eyebrows.

Forget it, just treat him as Precious Little Song1

Can’t afford to toss around.

So he stepped forward and pressed the on switch, turned his face sideways and was about to ask, “Have you thought about it?” As a result, he saw the swollen bump on Song Yunran’s forehead, which happened to be brightly illuminated by the overhead light that had just been turned on, looking like there was a small light bulb on his head.

”…”

Qin Ke thought, Song Yunran definitely didn’t know how funny he looks now, otherwise he would never make a special trip to call him over.

Song Yunran is still concerned about his dinner: “This porridge store looks good. But if you pack it back, will it taste different, or should I go to the store?”

Qin Ke cleared his throat, “I’ll buy it back for you.”

Promise me, don’t go out and embarrass yourself, or you will regret it for the rest of your life.

”Are you sure?”

Song Yunran glanced at him suspiciously. This person was reluctant to turn on the light just now, could it be…

”Are you trying to take the opportunity to escape? No, I must go personally.”

Qin Ke couldn’t stand it anymore, and stopped him and persuaded him: “President Xiao Song, just give me a chance to make up for it. ”

His expression was so sincere that he could not see any traces of acting.

Song Yunran retracted back to his quilt then lay down in a daze, holding the small light bulb on his forehead and thinking, it turned out that Qin Ke really felt so guilty.

”Then you go and come back quickly.” He urged, “I’m almost starving to death.”

After Qin Ke left, Song Yunran was lying on the bed, still recalling the other party’s expression just now.

Qin Ke looked very nervous, almost to the point of anxiety, but he only hit his forehead and stayed in the hospital for observation. Those who didn’t know may have thought that he(SYR) was terminally ill.

Or…

Qin Ke is just a tough talker. In fact, he has already taken him seriously as a father?

No way, Song Yunran let out a chuckle.

No need, really no need, he was not badly injured.

Song Yunran was happy for a while and got out of bed to go to the bathroom.

He turned on the light in the bathroom and glanced across the mirror opposite the door. After a few seconds, he felt that something was wrong, and then looked back.

Then he was stunned on the spot.

After a long time, Song Yunran broke out a rarely foul language: “Fuck!”

How can it be swollen like this!

It wasn’t that serious when I first entered the hospital!

That’s why Qin Ke didn’t let him go out just now…

He was just afraid that he will be ashamed and angry when he is laughed at outside?

After realizing this, Song Yunran’s heart couldn’t calm down.

He paced back and forth in the bathroom, and before he thought about how to face Qin Ke, he heard the door opening sound outside.

As soon as Qin Ke walked in, he saw Song Yunran darting from the bathroom and grabbing his collar: “Why didn’t you remind me just now!”

Fortunately, he did not leave the hospital, otherwise Song Yunran’s glorious image would be destroyed!

Qin Ke was caught off guard and almost overturned the porridge in his hand.

He was afraid that Song Yunran would be scalded, so he had to raise his arms and tactically leaned back: “I reminded you, you should sit down and eat first.”

Where does Song Yunran still have the mind to eat, he frowned and said depressedly: “You can quickly help me see if this is abnormally swollen? ”

Qin Ke was helpless, and was forced to stare at the small light bulb for a few seconds: “It’s okay, not serious.”

”Really?” Song Yunran did not believe, “You do not know how hard I hit that thing, such a big piece of glass were broken by me.””

Qin Ke: “???”

Really, then you are pretty good.

”Anyway, let me go first?”

He tightened the corners of his lips, trying to maintain the precarious self-esteem of Little Song. “It’s okay. In fact, if you look carefully it’s quite……”

Song Yunran looked sad: “Quite what?”

Qin Ke lowered his head and looked at Song Yunran at close range for a moment.

Song Yunran’s skin is very white, and he looks like a pampered young master. Now his forehead is swollen, his earlobes and neck are red because of anger. He really doesn’t look ugly, but because of the misery and resentment in his eyes, he looks more miserable than usual…

”Well, it’s pretty cute.” Qin Ke replied in a low voice.

The two were too close, the warm breath intertwined, and Qin Ke’s low and gentle voice made Song Yunran stunned.

When his consciousness finally returned, he was already sitting on the bed and drinking porridge.

Qin Ke praised him for being cute just now.

Song Yunran then came back to his senses with hindsight, Qin Ke actually praised him for being cute?!

Does it make sense?

Is this what a son should say to his father?

Song Yunran swallowed his porridge and decided to revive his family.

He glared at Qin Ke who was sitting on the sofa and threatened viciously: “You must remember that this matter is not allowed to spread to the outside world. If a third person knows about it, be careful that I will block you!”

Qin Ke nodded his head as usual: “Okay.”

After a half-beat pause, he asked one more question slowly “But President Xiao Song, the amount of things you asked me to keep secret seems to be too much?”

”…”

Song Yunran desperately thought, sooner or later he will be infuriated by this rebellious son.

The author has something to say:

Let’s publish a book, Mr. Song, the title of the book is “About the Things I can’t Look Back on”

He’s more ‘expensive’ so we need to serve him