Song Ning smiled and glanced toward the door. The one you have an even deeper connection with is waiting outside!
But Jiang Chengshi still had not come in, though she knew he was just outside.
"Comrade Wen Xin! You look familiar to me too! We really must have a connection!" Song Ning said to Wen Xin.
The woman in bed pulled her hand without the IV out from under the covers and reached toward Song Ning.
"My surname is Jiang. Jiang Minglan. Ming as in tomorrow, and Lan as in mountain mist. Wen Xin is my pen name!"
Song Ning's eyes instantly grew a little moist.
Of course I know you, Grandma Jiang! We finally met again!
Song Ning reached out too and shook her hand earnestly.
"Comrade Jiang Minglan! Hello! My surname is Song, and my name is Song Ning!"
"Song Ning! Good! I'll remember that! But I still want to ask, where is the comrade who saved me just now? I don't think I've seen him since I woke up! Could he be... a hero who does good deeds without leaving his name?"
Song Ning smiled.
She finally remembered that "hero"!
She said softly, "He might have wanted to be that sort of hero, but he happens to be this hospital's vice president, so he can't remain anonymous! I'll go call him in!"
"All right! Song Ning! Thank you! I really do need to thank him in person!"
Song Ning left the room with a smile.
Sure enough, Jiang Chengshi was leaning against the wall beside the door.
When he saw her come out, his expression turned nervous.
"How is she? Is she... all right?"
Song Ning gently closed the door, then pulled him a little farther aside before asking:
"Why didn't you go in? She just asked