Nie Shao's runaway ex-wife

It was the next morning when An Ran woke up, and she was still lying in the intensive care unit of the hospital.

She took the remote control and opened the blackout curtains, the morning light shone into the room, and everything was quiet.

The wall clock on the wall showed that the time was just 05:30 in the morning.

An Ran subconsciously glanced at her side, there was no trace of the man sleeping, he did not stay here last night.

She breathed a sigh of relief, because now she really doesn't want to see him again.

An Ran couldn't face what happened yesterday, and could only use passive silence to deal with the devastating injury and heart-piercing grief and despair.

She was slumped in a daze, unable to lift any strength from her whole body.Since eating yesterday morning, she has not had any water or rice.

But she didn't feel hungry or thirsty, maybe she lost the desire to survive, maybe she had been injected with nutritional injections.

At this moment, the door opened, and Bao Yuanqing walked in nervously, carrying a can of chicken soup.

"Sisters, you you you...what's the matter!" Bao Yuanqing put down the chicken soup, walked quickly to the bed, and stared at An Ran.

An Ran was still calm, and stretched out a hand to her: "You came just in time, help me."

Bao Yuanqing helped An Ran out of the bed, only to find that her right foot was wrapped in thick gauze, and he was even more surprised: "What's wrong with your foot?"

"It was accidentally broken by something... It's okay, doesn't it still have a foot?" An Ran reluctantly raised the corner of her mouth.

In Bao Yuanqing's eyes, her composure and strength meant a forced smile, so Bao Yuanqing looked at her with more worry and sympathy.

An Ran went to the bathroom with Bao Yuanqing's support.

After about ten minutes, An Ran finished washing, and with Bao Yuanqing's support, she returned to the bed in the ward and slowly lay down.

"Hey, why did so many things happen... Sisters, you can cry if you want to!" Bao Yuanqing looked at the calm An Ran with worry on his face.

An Ran shook her head lightly, and said in a tired tone, "I already cried yesterday... I don't want to cry anymore."

Tears couldn't solve the problem anyway, even if she cried her eyes out, Zhuo Jiaxuan was still alive and kicking, there was nothing she could do about her.Crying can only wash out the eyeballs for her, and the rest is useless.

"What's going on?" Bao Yuanqing had many questions to figure out.

An Ran glanced at the soup can on the table next to him, and asked softly, "The tonic soup you brought will be cold if you don't drink it soon!"

Only then did Bao Yuanqing remember.She patted herself on the forehead, and quickly got up to fill An Ran with chicken soup.

During the whole process, An Ran didn't ask how Bao Yuanqing knew she had a miscarriage.Because she knew it well, of course it was Nie Qingyu who notified Bao Yuanqing.

The lid of the can was opened, and a strong aroma filled the air.

An Ran sucked her nose hard, and her stomach grunted twice: "It smells so good!"

"Do you want to eat?" Bao Yuanqing was overjoyed, thinking that she would not have any appetite.

An Ran took the soup bowl, drank a few tablespoons of thick soup, and was a little surprised: "Why do I think this chicken soup... tastes very special, as if I drank it somewhere, but I can't remember where I drank it."

Bao Yuanqing carefully looked at An Ran, who was as if nothing had happened, and said softly: "Of course I cooked it myself...you drank it before."

An Ran stopped talking, lowered her head to drink soup and meat, and soon the bowl in her hand was emptied.

"I'll give you another bowl." Bao Yuanqing asked tentatively.

An Ran put down the empty bowl, wiped the corners of her lips with a tissue from the bedside table, and shook her head: "I'm full."

"Fortunately...you are still willing to eat." Bao Yuanqing was completely relieved.She sat next to An Ran, took the other's hand, and then asked worriedly: "Sisters, what's wrong with you! I'm almost scared to death!"

The wry smile on An Ran's lips was a bit far-fetched: "It's all over, I don't want to mention it again."

"Hey, you and your husband...didn't quarrel about the miscarriage, did you?" Bao Yuanqing was still worried, feeling that it was not that simple. "Okay, why did you suddenly have a miscarriage?"

"He's not my husband!" An Ran's face suddenly turned cold, and she firmly denied it.

Bao Yuanqing was startled, and then understood: "The miscarriage has something to do with him?"

An Ran didn't want to mention it, she turned her head away, sulking with herself.

"Forget it, let's not mention it if you don't want to talk about it." Bao Yuanqing waved his hand and began to change the subject: "My brother has surgery tomorrow. To be honest, I'm quite nervous."

An Ran was slightly taken aback, and said apologetically, "I forgot about this."

"You haven't stopped recently, so why are you still thinking about other things. It's okay... I believe in Director Fan's medical skills, and Xiaoxin will definitely have a successful operation!"

Xiaoxin is Bao Yuanqing's younger brother, and Director Fan is the top cardiologist arranged by Nie Qingyu.

An Ran patted the back of Bao Yuanqing's hand and encouraged: "Since you also believe in Director Fan's medical skills, you must have enough confidence. You must encourage Xiaoxin, let him go to the battlefield without fear tomorrow like a warrior!"

Bao Yuanqing looked at his friend and sighed: "So many things have happened to you, and you still want to comfort me..."

"I... I'm fine." An Ran lowered her head, covering the sadness in her eyes with her thick and slender eyelashes. "It's in the past!"

"To be honest, your appearance is quite worrying." Bao Yuanqing was still a little worried. "I always feel that it would be more at ease to see you cry."

"I already cried yesterday! How can you be such a friend, you always like to see me cry." An Ran pretended to be annoyed and glared at the other party.

"Okay, okay, it's fine if you don't like to cry, and I won't force you, but...don't make trouble with your husband..."

"He's not my husband!" An Ran corrected her earnestly. "Sister Bao, if you still treat me as a friend, don't say such disgusting things in the future!"

Bao Yuanqing wanted to persuade him again, but seeing An Ran's cold eyes, he finally didn't dare to make a mistake, and swallowed the words of persuasion again.

"Sister Bao, you go back!" An Ran pushed her away, "Xiaoxin has surgery tomorrow, the person you should accompany most is him."

Bao Yuanqing was a little embarrassed, and looked at her beggingly: "Let me stay for a while..."

An Ran knew that half of the other party's visit to her came from their friendship, and the other half came from Nie Qingyu's pressure. "Don't worry, I will eat well and take good care of my body. I will tell him that it took you a long time to persuade me to figure it out. All the credit is on you, and Nie Qingyu will not blame you."

Bao Yuanqing was grateful and ashamed at the same time: "Sisters, you will always be so mean to my sister! A few days ago, I shouldn't have said those things to you because of Liang Kai's matter. I apologize to you..."

"I forgot!" An Ran calmly raised the corners of her lips and said, "Don't mention Liang Kai in front of me, please? I don't know him well!"