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In the early morning of the next day, Shen Zhao woke up from her sleep. She opened her eyes and looked at the unfamiliar environment above her head. She was stunned for a long time before realizing that she had now lived in Song Ling's house.

Feeling dizzy, Shen Zhao sat up and found a towel on the pillow. She remembered that this towel was hung on the table, and there was an air conditioner. She didn't seem to turn on the air conditioner last night.

She froze for a moment, and told her instinctively that Song Ling had come in last night.

She looked down at her clothes, then looked up at the door, slightly annoyed, she should have locked the door, it was all because she was so tired last night, and even forgot the basic precautions.

Get out of bed, change clothes, wash up, open the door and go out.

The door on the opposite side was closed tightly, she was stunned for a while, and just about to go downstairs, the phone rang suddenly, she looked down, it was an unfamiliar number.

After a moment of hesitation, he connected, "Hello."

"Morning Miss Shen, I'm Ji Mingshu, are you up yet? I'll go over and take you to the hospital now." A warm voice came from the phone, it was Ji Mingshu.

Shen Zhao reacted, and hurriedly said: "Okay, I'm already up." She paused for a moment, then caught a glimpse of the closed door opposite, and asked again: "Has Song Ling gone to the company?"

Ji Mingshu said: "Yes, the boss went to the company early in the morning." At the end, she added, "Miss Shen, is there anything you can do with the boss? If you have any needs, you can tell me, or I will convey it to the boss. it is also fine."

Ji Mingshu was indeed very careful, and everything was impeccable, so that no one could find a single mistake.

Shen Zhao's attitude was relaxed, she said in a gentle voice: "It's nothing, I'll just ask, thank you Mingshu."

While driving the car, Ji Mingshu slightly bent his mouth and said, "Miss Shen, you're welcome."

After hanging up the phone, Shen Zhao went downstairs, walked to the kitchen, and found a post-it note with beautiful handwriting on the refrigerator.

She took it off, and it said: "There is breakfast in the kitchen warmer, remember to eat."

Shen Zhao drooped her eyelashes and was stunned. She walked to the other side and opened the warming cabinet underneath. There were eggs and a large bowl of vegetable porridge inside.

Very light.

After breakfast, the doorbell rang.

Shen Zhao went to open the door, and Ji Mingshu stood at the door.

"Morning, Miss Shen." Ji Mingshu pursed his lips and greeted her.

Shen Zhao also slightly bent the corners of his lips, "Morning."

"The number I called you in the morning is my mobile phone number. Ms. Shen can save it. Now I am Ms. Shen's driver and assistant. You can tell me if you have anything."

Shen Zhao nodded lightly, "Okay, thank you."

Ji Mingshu curled the corner of his lower lip, and the two went out to the hospital.

After Shen Zhao arrived at the hospital, the doctor informed that Father Shen woke up early in the morning.Surprised in her heart, she rushed to the ward and found Father Shen lying on the bed. He heard the sound, opened his eyes and looked at her, his eyes were slightly moist.

The oxygen mask was still hanging on his face, so he couldn't speak.

But seeing her father open his eyes, Shen Zhao was already very excited. She cried and laughed happily, "Dad..."

Father Shen could hear Shen Zhao's voice, but he couldn't speak. He looked at his daughter who was leaning over beside the bed, with tears streaming down his eyes. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't speak.

Shen Zhao understood, she grinned, wiped the tears at the end of his eyes gently with her fingers, and said softly: "Dad, don't worry, you will be fine, you will be fine..."

Ji Mingshu stood outside the door. She glanced at the two people beside the bed, feeling a little moved in her heart. She gently raised her hand to wipe the corners of her eyes, then turned and left.

When the phone rang, she glanced at the incoming call, and then connected, "Hi, I'm Ji Mingshu."

Half a minute later, Ji Mingshu, who was walking towards the elevator entrance, stopped suddenly without knowing what the other end said. She was stunned, and asked with a frown, "Have you confirmed it? There's no room left?"

After saying a few more words on the other end, Ji Mingshu lowered his long eyes and said softly, "Okay, I understand."

The sky outside is gloomy, and the rain that fell yesterday is still wet and dry, reflecting small puddles of water.Ji Mingshu left the hospital in his car and went to the company.

On the top floor of the Song Corporation's office, Song Ling had just finished her morning meeting when she caught a glimpse of Ji Mingshu coming out of the elevator.

Song Ling held the document in her hand and asked as she walked, "Did you take her to the hospital?"

Ji Mingshu followed behind her, nodded and said, "Well, Mr. Shen has woken up."

Song Ling raised her eyebrows, "That's good."

After walking two steps, he suddenly asked again: "How about the matching?"

Ji Mingshu was stunned, remembering the phone call just now, she paused before saying: "There is a problem..."

Song Ling's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly stopped and turned to look at her. She narrowed her long eyes and was slightly displeased: "What's the problem?"

Ji Mingshu said: "The bone marrow donor I found in the blood type bank before, after contacting him later, the other party suddenly didn't want to."

Song Ling frowned even deeper, the situation changed suddenly, the bone marrow matching was the first condition for her to agree, if there was no suitable matching, Shen Zhonghua would surely die.

Song Ling felt a little irritable, she raised her head and asked, "Who is the other party?"

Ji Mingshu guessed her intention, froze for a moment, and then said: "The identity of the donor is strictly confidential, and the hospital will not disclose it, and," she paused, "the hospital stipulates that if the donor temporarily repents, he can also Yes, there will be no responsibility. The person involved is not allowed to contact the donor without permission."

Song Ling pursed her lips tightly and remained silent.

If you can't find a matcher in the first place, you will be regretful at best, but this is the most terrifying thing. It is more hopeless and sad than hopeless.

Song Ling turned around and walked towards the office, her voice was indifferent: "Keep watching, if there is any news from the blood type bank, it must be settled immediately."

It is not an easy task to meet a matching person but not to find one.

Zhong Hua's condition is very serious, and even ordinary matchmakers are at risk. To be sure, the best matchmaker's compatibility is needed.

Suddenly, Song Ling was afraid that Shen Zhonghua would be too late.

In the hospital, Shen's father recovered very well in the past two days, and Shen Zhao also regained hope.Now just wait for my father to recover well, have a bone marrow match, and undergo surgery, everything will be fine.

For two or three days in a row, Shen Zhao cooked nutritious meals with his own hands every day, returned to Song Ling's villa in the morning and evening, and rushed to the hospital to take care of him before dawn.

Because of having a running head, Shen Zhao's condition has also improved, and his attitude towards Song Ling is also much better than a few days ago.Sometimes when the two of them meet each other when they go out in the morning, she will take the initiative to say hello to Song Ling.

But the matter of bone marrow matching is still not settled.

At five o'clock in the evening on Tuesday, Song Ling went to the hospital to see Shen Zhao and Father Shen after finishing her company affairs.

Father Shen was already able to speak. Shen Zhao didn't tell him about his deal with Song Ling, but only said that he was a friend and borrowed a sum of money, so Father Shen was very polite to Song Ling.

In the evening, Father Shen talked to Shen Zhao for a long time after dinner. The doctor said that he needed to rest more now and not waste his mind too much, so after a while, the doctor stopped letting Shen Zhao stay in the ward.

Shen Zhao closed the door and came out. Seeing Song Ling still sitting at the door, she was slightly stunned and asked, "Why haven't you left yet?"

Song Ling looked up and saw her coming out of the room and standing by the door. She looked at her lightly and said softly, "Let's be with you."

Shen Zhao pursed his lips and did not speak. Although the two lived under the same roof these days, Song Ling was quite peaceful and did not do anything excessive to her. In addition, she was busy with work, and the two of them There is almost no intersection.

Sometimes Shen Zhao even thought, does Song Ling really like her?

She was on her body, and she couldn't see a little bit of her affection.

But if you don't like it, why spend so much time and energy breaking into her life and forcing her to nowhere to escape?

She didn't understand the lunatic woman in front of her.

Shen Zhao took two deep breaths, and suddenly said, "Tomorrow... Sier will come to Jiangcheng."

Song Ling lowered her long eyes, stared at the floor tiles for a moment, then returned to her indifference, and hummed in a cool voice: "Remember to break up."

Still ruthless, there is no room for negotiation.

Shen Zhao heard her cold voice, helplessness and despair welled up in her heart, she suddenly approached the person in front of her, squatted down in front of her, and looked up at Song Ling.

Song Ling raised her eyebrows lightly, her eyes fell on Shen Zhao's face.

This was the first time she saw Shen Zhao's low profile, even if she asked for her when the two of them were at war before, she had never been like this.

Song Ling looked at those eyes, they were as warm as water, with a faint something that could soften the heart.

She called her softly: "Song Ling, do you like me?"

Song Ling glanced at her, and suddenly missed two beats from the bottom of her heart. Suddenly, she didn't know the intention of the person in front of her, and she just fell into those fascinating eyes, allowing her to control the whole field.

Song Ling just stared at her indifferently, without speaking.

Shen Zhao raised his clean face and looked up at her. His voice was unconsciously soft, and she asked, "Didn't you say before that you wanted to pursue me? Then, you should pursue me in a fair and honest way." , even if I owe you that money, I will pay it back to you in the future, and you can pursue me in a normal way, okay?"

Song Ling stared into her eyes, never thought that Shen Zhao would say such words to her.

A fair way... Song Ling laughed, raised her fingers to draw slowly on her forehead and side of her face, carelessly, and finally her fingers stopped on her chin, she pinched it slightly, her voice was as cool as water, and she smiled. : "Shen Zhao, do you think I'm easy to deceive?"

Where is there any fair way, she thought she would say something else, but it turned out that she just didn't want to break up with Raisel.

There is no fairness at all, and she wants to play herself around.

Song Ling was slightly annoyed, stared into her eyes, and said, "I only give you three days to break up. This is the last time I will tell you about breaking up. Now all the decisions are in your hands. It is up to you to decide whether or not to save those people.”

Shen Zhao's face was as white as paper, with despair and emptiness in his eyes, he just stared at the person in front of him dully.

There was no way out, and she lost all her dignity for the last time, and she still couldn't change anything.