Song Nanruo knew that in her current situation, her family would never allow her to run around.
She could only lower her eyes and said obediently, "Okay, I understand, then you go back first, I want to rest."
She had just recovered from a serious illness and deserved a good rest. No one had any objection to her words.
They walked out of the ward one by one, and Song Shengzhou, the last one to leave, did not forget to close the door.
Song Nanruo closed her eyes and listened quietly to the footsteps getting further and further away.
It wasn't until she could no longer hear any footsteps that she slowly opened her eyes and quickly got out of the hospital bed. She couldn't tell that she was a seriously injured person who had just woken up from the hospital bed.
Song Nanruo walked briskly to the window, making sure that no one would notice her.
She held on to the window, gently rolled out of the window, and slid along the pipe next to it to the bottom floor.
She glanced down. It was still a short distance from the ground. The roof of the sports car next to her was her best place to stay.
She quickly landed on the roof of the car. She glanced at the sports car and felt that it looked familiar.
Just as he was wondering where he had seen this sports car, the driver's door was pushed open from the inside. The spotless high-end leather shoes stepped out of the car first, followed by a straight leg.
Qin Shiyue walked out and happened to see Song Nanruo standing on the roof of the car, wearing a hospital gown.
The two looked at each other.
He was stunned for a moment and looked up at the dozens-story hospital building.
Before Qin Shiyue realized how the person who should have been lying unconscious on the hospital bed suddenly appeared, he subconsciously asked: "Why are you here?"
Song Nanruo's reaction was much calmer, not like a person who was caught sneaking away.
"Something happened and I had to come out."
After hesitating for a moment, she stared at the man in front of her suspiciously, "Are you going to let me go back to the ward to recuperate like my second brother?"
Qin Shiyue looked at her expression and knew that he couldn't persuade her even though he wanted to. He might as well look at her and feel more at ease, and said helplessly: "I really can't do anything to you, get in the car."
Song Nanruo immediately understood what he meant, and the two of them got into the car.
Qin Shiyue started the car, tilted his head slightly, and asked, "Where do you want to go?"
"I want to go to the set." Song Nanruo took out her cell phone and glanced at the waves on the Internet when she was unconscious, then put down her cell phone again, wondering who would be most beneficial if this happened today.
Qin Shiyue also felt that this matter was too strange, so he did not ask in detail. He just said, "Is your second brother on the set now? If you haven't recovered from your illness, he won't allow you to go there."
As a good brother for many years, he still knew how much Song Shengzhou doted on his sister.
Song Nanruo had already thought of this, "It doesn't matter. He must still be guarding the door of the ward now. It's impossible to find him."
"How is your health? Will it affect the wound if you go now?" This is what Qin Shiyue is most concerned about.
Song Nanruo glanced at him, inexplicably feeling that he talked a bit too much today.
But in the end he said: "No problem, I have suffered more serious injuries before, this little injury is nothing."
Although Qin Shiyue felt distressed, he didn't say anything. Based on his understanding of her, her character was like this.
He only needs to help her do what she wants to do. If he interferes too much, it will arouse her resentment.
It didn't take long for the two of them to arrive at the filming location. When something like this happened, the scene could no longer be filmed, and there were only a few staff members present.
(End of chapter)