Jiang Yecheng laughed softly, but took the lead in driving his wheelchair and turned slightly to the little guy.

Then, as if thinking of something, he paused again.

Slightly sideways to the handsome face, he looked at her lightly, "By the way, tonight is the power maintenance day of the nursing home, and the power may be cut off, please don't use the sleeping pod and other equipment, so as not to cause anything." ”

"Oh, okay."

Xiang Xing nodded vigorously and agreed.

Although she originally wanted to say that she would go and see the things given by her grandfather tonight and get familiar with them first.

But the grandchildren of the director of the nursing home said so, so she should sleep obediently and not go to the wind to commit crimes.

After thinking about it, the little guy suddenly felt a wave of sleepiness coming over him, and couldn't help but open his little mouth, dozing off and yawning.

Well, actually, she's a little sleepy.

I don't know if it's because the meeting has been going on for too long today, or because my body is already weak.

Maybe it's both.

"Then, I'll go back to sleep first."

Xiang Xing said, suddenly patted his mouth, stood up, and stretched a little lazy.

Then, silently, she put her masks, scarves, jackets and other things on her body one by one.

After re-arranging it into a big zongzi, he shook his round body and waved goodbye to Jiang Yecheng, "Good night, little brother of the neighbor and patient." ”

"Well, good night."

Jiang Yecheng responded with a faint smile, but he didn't move.

Still silently staying in place, watching the big dumpling leading the dog and duck, swaying and yawning, knowing that she was out of her sight.

On the other side, seeing that her young lady had already gone back to the ward, Aunt Zhuang, who was chatting very quickly, came back to her senses and hurriedly chased after her and escorted her.

After a while, Song Bo also returned to Jiang Yecheng's side.

However, before he had time to greet his own young master, his own young master turned slightly pale and indifferently commanded.

"Uncle Song, you go and inform the power room that the electric gate of 109 has been pulled tonight."

“…… Yes? ”

When Song Bo heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then looked confused, "Why do you want to pull the gate, young master?" ”

Isn't that 109 the ward next door to them, that Miss Xiang?

- Could it be that when Young Master Fang Cai was chatting with Miss Xiang, he was annoyed by Miss Xiang...... He's going to make a whole Miss??

No, the young master is not so stingy......

"You just go and pull it, don't ask why."

Jiang Yecheng raised his eyes, immediately turned on the brakes of the wheelchair, and slowly drove towards his ward.

He left, leaving the last sentence faintly.

"Uncle Song, you can go to the staff lounge tonight, you don't have to guard me, I can do it myself."

"But the young master ......"

When Song Bo heard this, he couldn't help but stretch out his hand in embarrassment.

But Jiang Yecheng walked very fast, but in a moment, he was already gone.

He stood there in a daze, and after a long silence, he couldn't help but sigh faintly.

To be honest, he has always felt that the young master has been a different person since the car accident.

Man has become much more withdrawn and quieter, even more indifferent than before.

Come to think of it, it must have been that car accident that really broke his heart.

Alas.

After sighing, Song Bo could only act according to his young master's orders, turned around and left the main square.

……

Xiang Xing returned to the ward, washed up casually, and then fell headlong on the small hospital bed and slept sweetly.