After marrying as a substitute, the vegetable husband turned out to be passionately in love with her

Chapter 63 Tonic
Song Zhiyi took two steps back, helped the man close the car door, and finally said thank you.

The car immediately drove away from her, and Song Zhiyi focused all her attention on sharing the phone's location.

He didn't notice the car that just drove away, and it stopped at the side of the road not far away at this moment.

The man sitting in the back seat rolled down the window again, observing Song Zhiyi's every move from a distance.

He watched her walk to the nearby bus stop, sitting on the seat alone, looking in one direction.

The quiet appearance is enough to arouse a person's desire for protection.

Soon, he saw a black car parked in front of the platform.

A man also in a suit hurried out of the car.

"Mr. Zheng, that lady is safe." The driver also saw this scene and reminded the man in the car: "Mr. Zheng, we should go. Madam is already waiting."

The man took one last look at the platform. The fear on the girl's face just now had disappeared, and she was looking at the man in front of her with aggrieved eyes.

"Let's go." The man slightly opened his lips.

The figure beside the girl flashed through his mind.

He thought about it and felt familiar.

Seems like I've seen it somewhere before.

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Song Zhiyi was waiting for Lu Yi in front of the platform to hear what happened just now, and now he is still a little terrified in retrospect.

Fortunately, Lu Yiwen will be here soon.

She stood up, and Lu Yiwen had already got out of the car and was walking towards her quickly.

I don't know why, but as soon as I see Lu Yiwen, I can't help venting my inner sense of dependence.

"Lu Yiwen." She felt aggrieved.

Lu Yiwen stopped in front of her, with a serious expression and anxiety and fear on his face.

The hanging heart was finally completely relieved after seeing Song Zhiyi.

"Are you alright?" Lu Yiwen frowned, his face not looking good.

"It's okay, a kind person helped me just now and let me get out of the car first."

"But the driver has already left." Song Zhiyi was a little annoyed.

"It's okay, he can't escape." Lu Yiwen's voice was very cold, wishing to bring that person to justice immediately.

At this time, the platform just announced that a bus was about to enter the station.

And Lu Yiwen's car was parked at the bus stop, so the two of them didn't stay at the bus stop for a long time.

Song Zhiyi sat in the co-pilot again, and it was Lu Yiwen who opened the door for her just now.

She noticed that Lu Yiwen said very little tonight and was not in a good mood.

He pursed his lips, and naturally stretched out his hand to help her pull the seat belt.

When his body slowly came closer, Song Zhiyi smelled the familiar scent on him, and subconsciously stepped back.

But because of her dishonesty, she managed to attract Lu Yiwen's attention.

"Don't move, it will be fine soon." The man warned in a gentle voice.

The interior of the car is very quiet, even the sound of the seat belt being clicked can be heard clearly.

Obviously Lu Yiwen didn't do anything the whole time, and the two didn't even touch at all, Song Zhiyi was still inexplicably nervous by him.

Lu Yiwen drove her to the hospital.

After being delayed on the road for so long, my aunt must be in a hurry.

Seeing Song Zhiyi's anxiety, Lu Yiwen drove very quickly.

The journey was long, and Song Zhiyi couldn't help but peek at him from the corner of his eye.

The dark car drove for a long time, and finally stopped at the entrance of the hospital.

Song Zhiyi unbuckled his seat belt, and suddenly remembered what Lu Yiwen said when he was drunk.

He told her aggrievedly that day that he had been to the hospital.

Did he want to come to her at that time, did he want to see his aunt?
Thinking of this, Song Zhiyi looked at Lu Yiwen expectantly, and suggested: "Lu Yiwen, you can go up with me! I told my aunt about you, and she said she wanted to see you very much."

Lu Yiwen was startled, got out of the car and helped Song Zhiyi open the door.

"Let's go!" Song Zhiyi pulled up the buttons on Lu Yiwen's suit.

"Wait a minute." Lu Yiwen led Song Zhiyi to open the trunk, which was full of supplements such as ginseng and melatonin.

There are many kinds, and they are neatly arranged in a row.

Song Zhiyi looked at the owner of the car in puzzlement: "What's going on? Why did you prepare so many supplements?"

Lu Yiwen lowered his head, and moved some supplements out of the car one by one by himself.

But because there are so many, there are still a lot left in the car after moving.

He directly closed the car door, intending to get down and move later.

"Song Zhiyi, let's go." Lu Yiwen took a few steps, then turned around to let Song Zhiyi follow.

Song Zhiyi was confused, but still followed behind Lu Yiwen.

In front of the elevator in the inpatient department, there is a "under maintenance" sign.

It just happened to be such a coincidence that the elevator happened to break down when there were the most things.

Song Zhiyi sighed, and couldn't bear to let Lu Yiwen move up to the fourth floor by himself, and was about to reach out to help him share part of it, but he directly refused.

She could only follow behind Lu Yiwen empty-handed.

Watching him carry the things directly, he climbed up to the fourth floor of the inpatient department in one breath, and just stopped at the entrance of the corridor on the fourth floor.

It was even more difficult for Song Zhiyi to understand. How did he know where his aunt lived?

Must be a coincidence.

Or because he was tired, he just stopped on the fourth floor to take a rest?
But you really should rest.

The things in his hands looked heavy, including wine and oral liquid and other supplements.

And he just carried these things upstairs, and the things in his hands almost filled the entire staircase.

"Lu Yiwen, are you tired? I'm here to carry some." Song Zhiyi didn't wait for Lu Yiwen's consent, and volunteered to squat down directly, wanting to help carry some things.

"You carry it in by yourself, I'll go down and bring the rest up." Lu Yiwen took a breath and said to Song Zhiyi.

Song Zhiyi felt a little lost, and looked down at the gift box in his hand.

We just agreed to go in together.

But she didn't tell Lu Yiwen what was in her heart.

She quickly adjusted her emotions, not wanting to burden Lu Yiwen: "Well, it's okay. I'll talk to my aunt and we'll go home together."

Although Song Zhiyi tried her best to behave as usual, Lu Yiwen still noticed her strangeness.

He gently rubbed her hair, and explained: "It's too late today, so I won't go in and disturb my aunt's rest, and I'll be with you next time."

Song Zhiyi felt that what Lu Yiwen said made sense, but he was thinking too hastily.

"Then I'll carry the rest up with you!" Song Zhiyi didn't realize that he was acting like a spoiled child to Lu Yiwen.

But she was ruthlessly rejected by the man again.

"Go quickly, didn't you just say you were afraid that your aunt would be worried?" Lu Yiwen looked at Song Zhiyi with a doting expression on his face.

Song Zhiyi nodded, stopped insisting, and obediently carried the supplements Lu Yiwen bought into the ward.

(End of this chapter)