Sweet and sweet! Mr. Bo is paranoid and hard to control.

Chapter 565 Separated by a Wall

An Ying just had a cold, but Bo Shaojin arranged for her to be admitted to the city hospital.

When she woke up, she looked at the surrounding environment and had already guessed something in her mind. After all, only Bo Shaojin had the financial resources to let her stay in such a VIP ward!
After waking up, she saw that her hand was still receiving an IV. Aunt Zhang was standing by her side. When she saw her open her eyes, she quickly got up and called the doctor. After a check-up, it turned out that there was nothing serious. It was just that she was too worried and caught a cold while chatting with Doctor Huang last night, so her body collapsed.

After the medical staff left, An Ying looked at the half bottle of medicine left and said helplessly, "Sister Zhang, I'm sorry to bother you again."

"What are you talking about? We have been eating and living together these days, and in my heart I have long regarded you as my sister." Aunt Zhang said from her heart.

An Ying pulled the corners of her mouth and raised a pale smile on her face, "So am I." The other party was like an older sister. When she saw Grandma Wu taking advantage of her family, she would stand up for her. And during the days when she was recovering, she always helped her wholeheartedly. An Ying remembered all these in her heart.

"In that case, let's not say these polite words." Aunt Zhang said with a smile.

"Ah."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Aunt Zhang confessed everything in an instant, "I saw you were comatose in the morning, so I contacted Mr. Bo in a hurry. I was really worried about you." Aunt Zhang confessed incoherently. After all, before Anying fell ill, Aunt Zhang knew that Anying was very afraid of Mr. Bo and even somewhat repulsed him.

"I don't blame you." An Ying smiled helplessly.

Aunt Zhang heaved a sigh of relief when she saw the other party's relieved expression.

Seeing An Ying's chapped lips, Aunt Zhang quickly poured a glass of warm water and said, "Drink something."

An Ying propped herself up, sat with her back against the headboard, and drank some water.

"You stay here first, I'm going to go out for a while." Aunt Zhang seemed to remember something and spoke.

"Well, go ahead. I'm much better now." Her originally hot body returned to normal. If the medicine had not been finished, An Ying would have asked to be discharged from the hospital.

Aunt Zhang hurriedly got up and walked out. The reason she left was that she wanted to tell the nurse about Anying's eating habits. The hospital would prepare three meals a day for patients living in this VIP ward, and Aunt Zhang knew that Anying's appetite had been relatively light recently, and there were some foods that she couldn't eat. After all, Anying was still in the recovery state, so she still had to pay attention to what she should avoid.

Aunt Zhang was out for a long time. When she entered the ward, Anying's medicine had been injected and even the pillow on the back of her hand had been removed.

"Are you hungry?" Aunt Zhang came to the bedside carelessly. Seeing that her face was still pale, she thought that she must help her regulate her qi and blood after returning home this time.

"Not bad." An Ying sat at the head of the bed and looked around.

The ward is clean and tidy. The large space is like a hotel suite and is equipped with all the necessary facilities.

Aunt Zhang was worried that Anying was bored, so she asked excitedly, "Guess who I saw just now?"

"Who is it?" An Ying saw the other person's eyes sparkling with stars and his tone was excited, and she couldn't help but become curious.

"You might be shocked when I tell you this." Aunt Zhang kept staring at Anying's facial expression while speaking.

An Ying's curiosity was aroused, and she straightened her back. "Sister Zhang, don't keep me in suspense. Tell me." "Then I'll tell you." Aunt Zhang sat down on the sofa beside her. "Don't you have the habit of reading newspapers? One time when I was cleaning your room, I saw that you collected a lot of old newspapers. Most of the people on the covers were Mr. Meng of Meng Corporation. I guessed that your idol might not be Mr. Meng. If so, then you are lucky. Just now I saw the nurse pushing him into the next ward. Isn't it a coincidence?"

Aunt Zhang continued to say something, but An Ying could no longer listen. A name kept echoing in her head.

Meng Heming is in the next ward.

He is in the next ward.

Meng Heming!
"He collapsed in Dr. Huang's clinic before I noticed anything. Who could have thought that such a powerful businessman would come to our remote old neighborhood." Aunt Zhang blurted out everything she was thinking without noticing An Ying's panicked face.

It was not until Aunt Zhang realized that the room was silent and there was no sound in the entire ward except for her own voice that she looked at Anying and saw that she was clutching the bed sheet tightly with both hands and her long eyelashes were trembling, as if she was afraid of something.

"Are you okay? Are you feeling unwell?" Aunt Zhang stood up nervously and pretended to press the alarm bell at the bedside.

"Nothing." An Ying felt a chill all over her body. In order to prevent Aunt Zhang from noticing anything, she lowered her eyes and said calmly, "I'm just a little hungry."

"Then I'll go and urge them."

"it is good!"

After Aunt Zhang left, An Ying collapsed weakly on the bed, her hands shaking uncontrollably. The next second, she opened her beautiful round eyes and looked at the wall behind her.

Are she and that man really only separated by a wall?

Also, is he sick too?
What disease?

A series of questions popped up in her mind, making her breath choke and almost suffocating her.

With trembling hands, she grabbed the quilt and covered herself with it to hide her slightly trembling body. Aunt Zhang has always had a strong observation ability, and she didn't want to expose some things in the past for the time being. After all, this matter has been hidden for so many years, and she has lived an ordinary life. Why should she get involved in that muddy water?
Anying only hopes that her daughter will have a smooth life. Her daughter simply cannot cope with the intrigues and deceptions of life.

So, that's it between them!
Let the past go with the wind!
However, although Anying had been comforting herself like this, had she really done it? If she had really done it, how could she have collected the business track record of the man over the years, how could she have run to "Jianjia Lane" so many times? How could she have missed him in her dreams again and again at midnight...

In the bed, An Ying curled up into a ball, trying her best to restrain herself. She was afraid that she would not be able to control herself and walk out. She was very afraid...

In order to sober herself up, she could only bite her lower lip tightly until her mouth was filled with the smell of blood, which allowed her to come back to her senses.

And she didn't notice at all that the bloodstains on her lips fell on the pillow and quickly spread out. From a distance, it looked like an extremely enchanting peach blossom.

When the door of the ward was pushed open, An Ying shuddered subconsciously in her quilt. The fear in her heart made her dare not look up to see who the person was.

Until Aunt Zhang's voice came.

"The food is here. It's all your favorites."