When Qin Yafu woke up, he found that the man around him was no longer there. He should go to the company. After all, it was almost nine o'clock now. In fact, she woke up hungry.

She sat on the bed and looked at the emptiness and silence in the huge VIP ward.

Until the door of the ward knocked twice, it was pushed in. He Rong came in with a thermos pot.

"Hang, how are you, okay?" He Rong went to the chair in front of the hospital bed and sat down, looking at her forehead covered with a circle of gauze.

"I'm fine, but I'm still dizzy." Qin...