The Real Daughter Was Cheated By General Lu

Shi Han quickly went to a restaurant near the hospital to buy porridge and chicken soup.

She walks very fast, the weather is hotter now, and the hot wind keeps blowing on her body, Shi Han is sweating thinly, her red lips are more like polished cinnabar, making her face whiter up.

Shi Yin happened to see this scene while waiting for the elevator on the first floor, and she looked away jealously.

A lot of equipment in the hospital is reflective, and she can see her face with a little search.

She is not like Shi Han's cold white skin. She is very afraid of heat, and her face will turn red when she sweats. Although she has put on makeup, she looks too embarrassed compared to Shi Han.

Shi Yin bit her lips tightly, why did God treat Shi Han so favorably.

He gave her a rich family, a smart brain, and such a beautiful face.

Why is she so unlucky, she was abandoned by her parents and grew up in an orphanage since she was a child, and she still can't get real affection after being adopted.

Shi Han is too good, so good that she can't help but want to ruin her.

Shi Yin came to Bai Wanjun's ward slowly. Unlike the previous two days, she was less self-willed and more patient.

She stretched out her hand and patted her face, slowly showing a cute smile.

She pushed open the door and called softly, "Mom."

When Bai Wanjun heard Shi Yin's voice, she didn't want to talk to her.

She ruined her face, but fortunately, a plastic surgeon has come and said that her problem is not serious, as long as she adjusts it a little, she can be back to the same as before.

Bai Wanjun's neglect was within Shi Yin's expectation, she entered the ward, picked up the basin on the floor and poured hot water for Bai Wanjun to wipe her hands.

At first Bai Wanjun wouldn't let her touch it.

But Shi Yin held her face and cried, "Mom, it's all my fault. I've done a deep self-criticism these two days, and I'll try my best to make up for my mistakes."

Bai Wanjun didn't say a word, but she didn't reject Shi Yin as before.

Shi Yin wiped Bai Wanjun's face carefully, and brought her another bowl of chicken soup.

"Mom, try it."

Bai Wanjun lowered her head, and saw the blisters on Shi Yin's fingers, which were red and swollen.

Since Shi Yin played the violin and piano in elementary school, she took great care of her hands. Her fingers have always been white, tender and soft.

A pair of beautiful hands were spoiled like this, Bai Wanjun frowned, and she struggled to say, "Hands... what's wrong?"

"Nothing?" Shi Yin shrank her fingers towards the back of the bowl.

Bai Wanjun frowned even deeper, "Say..."

Shi Yin shook her shoulders, as if she was frightened, and tears rolled down her face, "I, I made chicken soup for my mother, and I accidentally scalded it. But mother, don't worry, although it's my first time making chicken soup, But I have made it many times, and the chicken soup brought here is definitely not bad."

Bai Wanjun looked at the chicken soup in the bowl, and at the blisters on Shi Yin's hand, her heart finally softened.

After all, Shi Yin grabbed her arm suddenly because Shi Han went to the hotel with a man.

When she thought about what Shi Han and that man did in the hotel, she felt heartbroken.

Bai Wanjun thought that Shi Han was hopeless, but Shi Yin was different. This daughter was trained by her own hands. She is beautiful and excellent, and she has one heart with her.

...

When Shi Han walked into the ward carrying the chicken soup and porridge, Lu Yan was sitting on the edge of the bed wearing slippers. He tilted his head inward, his expression seemed a little dazed.

Poor, like a large abandoned dog.

She called him, "Lu Yan."

Hearing the sound, Lu Yan's gloomy and cold pupils dissipated quickly. He quickly turned his head and saw Shi Han at the door.