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Shen Zhao leaned against the bed, looked at the person walking towards her, wearing a white coat, and looked at the doctor in the hospital, she was stunned, looked at Song Ling beside her, wondering what the relationship between the two of them was .

Shen Zhao nodded suspiciously, and said, "You are?"

Meng Yunan smiled and said, "My name is Meng Yunan, and I'm a doctor from the Second Hospital of Jiangcheng. I just happened to be transferred to the First Hospital today. I'm in charge of your father Zhonghua's bone marrow transplant."

Upon hearing this, Shen Zhao quickly sat up and wanted to get out of bed, and said, "Hi, I'm Shen Zhao, and you're here..."

Before Shen Zhao finished speaking, Meng Yunan quickly reached out to support her, and said with a smile, "You don't need to get out of bed, you are not feeling well, just lie down."

In the past two days, because she was busy with Sier's affairs, she never went to see her father in the ward.

Shen Zhao leaned back on the bed again, looked up at Meng Yunan, and asked with some trepidation: "Is it about bone marrow matching? Have you successfully found a suitable matcher?"

Meng Yunan put it in the pocket of the white coat in front of her. She glanced in Song Ling's direction, and Song Ling happened to look over. The two looked at each other, but neither spoke.

Then Meng Yunan nodded with a smile on his face, and said with a curved eyebrow: "I found it. I checked your father's physical fitness today. It may take another half a month to a month before the operation can be performed. Not yet. Very suggestive."

Shen Zhao's heart beat faster, and the boulder in her heart finally fell. She said excitedly and happily, "Okay, okay, Doctor Meng, don't worry, I will take good care of him. By the way, I can meet the bone marrow matcher." Him? I want to thank him in person."

Meng Yunan stared at Song Ling opposite, with a tacit understanding.Before she had time to speak, she heard Song Ling speak first, saying, "There should be a rule in the hospital that no other party's information should be disclosed, right?" After speaking, she raised her head towards Meng Yunan and asked intentionally.

Meng Yunan understood, and said on purpose: "Yes, but A-Ling asked me to help with this matter after being busy, otherwise it wouldn't have happened so quickly."

Shen Zhao froze for a moment, subconsciously raised his eyes to look at Song Ling.

Song Ling also glanced at her, her eyes met, but no one spoke.

Shen Zhao pursed his lips, met Song Ling's gaze, and finally said softly, "Thank you."

Song Ling also said softly, "No need."

The atmosphere was a little weird, one second the two were enemies, but the next second it seemed like they were shaking hands and making peace.

Meng Yunan sensed the atmosphere between the two of them, and the air was stagnant for a moment. Meng Yunan intentionally enlivened the atmosphere, and hurriedly said again: "By the way, you don't know yet, I am Song Ling's aunt, and this child, Ah Ling, has no friends since she was a child." , it's the first time I've seen her care so much about people."

Hearing Meng Yunan's words, Shen Zhao raised his eyes and glanced at Song Ling. She didn't know Song Ling well, except that her name was Song Ling and she was the female president.

What's more, she didn't know that the person in front of her who was about to perform surgery on her father was Song Ling's aunt.

Although the transaction process between them was not pleasant, Song Ling did help her in her father's operation, even though she forced herself to break up with Sier.

Shen Zhao looked away lightly, she lowered her eyes and said softly, "Thank you Doctor Meng, Song Ling and I... are also good friends."

Song Ling's eyebrows twitched slightly, and she raised her eyebrows to look at her, seeing her sitting there in a state of frustration.She didn't know what the person in front of her was thinking when she said this.

Friends... Song Ling sneered, who the hell wants to be friends with her? !

Song Ling opened her lips indifferently: "If you can still breathe, you can stay here by yourself tonight." After finishing speaking, ignoring the other two people in the room, she reached for the computer bag on the table and left the ward indifferently.

Meng Yunan stood in front of the bed, watched Song Ling's sudden temper, and then strode out of the room.

The corners of her lips were slightly curled up, which hadn't changed at all for so many years. Song Ling was a hard-working person, the more indifferent others were, the more she could calmly deal with it.But if the other party suddenly changed direction and took the initiative to show favor, she would not know how to deal with herself.

It's actually quite childish.

People in their late thirties are not as mature as they should be at this age.

The corners of Meng Yunan's lips curled up, and she took two steps to sit in front of Shen Zhao's bed. She said softly, "Does your head still hurt?"

Shen Zhao pursed his lips and said softly, "It's much better."

"That's good." Sitting by the bed, Meng Yunan obviously had something to say to Shen Zhao, and she finally spoke after a long while: "A Ling... is actually not a cold person."

Shen Zhao leaned against the bed, and when she heard Meng Yunan take the initiative to talk about Song Ling, she froze for a moment, not knowing her intentions, so she didn't answer her words.

Meng Yunan continued: "I don't know if Ah Ling has told you that she lost her mother when she was very young, and her father remarried not long after. Her family relationship is quite special. There is no She became a mother and was a little girl. At that time, she was a little autistic, so she developed such a temperament that she didn't like to talk to others. Later, when she was 13 years old, something bad happened, and she changed completely. After becoming like this, she is very indifferent to everyone, and has no friends. After her father passed away, she closed herself completely except for work. I have also enlightened her many times, but it has not been effective. These In the past few years, I have known you, A Ling's first friend."

Shen Zhao's eyes froze, she didn't know Song Ling, and she didn't know what happened to her.

What is Meng Yunan's intention in saying this to her... If she knew about the deal between herself and Song Ling, she might not think so.

She will understand better, maybe Song Ling is a person who is indifferent from the bottom of his heart.

For no reason, she was naturally indifferent.

Shen Zhao was silent, and after a while he said in a daze, "Maybe she doesn't need others to enlighten her, what she needs is her own change."

Meng Yunan could feel that the person in front of him had a bad attitude towards A Ling, and he could also see that there was some kind of hostile relationship between the two.

From the first time she saw Shen Zhao, she could probably guess what method Song Ling used to keep him by her side.

It's just that her cold temper leaves no room for relaxation in this relationship.

Meng Yunan smiled and said: "Maybe, there are all kinds of likes and dislikes in the world, and only self-crossing is the real liberation."

Meng Yunan stood up, without saying anything, closed the door and left the room.

Sitting there, Shen Zhao heard Meng Yunan's last words and didn't recover for a long time.

Her thoughts were gradually interrupted by this sudden episode. What she didn't know was that from this moment on, Song Ling had begun to break into her life.

Meng Yunan closed the door and came out, turned around and suddenly caught a glimpse of Song Ling standing outside the door, he was stunned, "Why haven't you left yet?"

Song Ling leaned her back against the wall, her eyes drooping slightly, her expression was indifferent, showing no emotion. After a while, she turned her head to look at her and asked, "What are you talking to her about?"

As he said that, he was about to take out the cigarettes and lighter in his pocket, but suddenly remembered something, and retracted again.

Meng Yunan caught a glimpse of her movements and asked quietly, "When did you learn to smoke?"

Song Ling said lightly: "Not long."

Meng Yunan reached out and took the cigarettes from her coat pocket, "Smoking less, it's not good for your lungs."

Song Ling glanced at it, put her hands back into her pockets, looked indifferent and said nothing.

Meng Yunan said again: "Your mother left early. Before she died, she entrusted me to take care of you. I'm also your half mother. A girl has to look like a girl. You're not young anymore. Why are you still so childish?"

Song Ling looked up at her, her eyes narrowed slightly, not knowing what she was referring to, she suddenly sneered and said, "Meng Yunan, you are only a few years older than me, and you want to be my mother?"

The mothers of Meng Yunan and Song Ling are sisters, but there is a big age difference between them.Although according to seniority, Song Ling wanted to be called Meng Yunan's little aunt, but there was only a seven-year age difference between the two, so she always called her by her first and last name.

Meng Yunan pulled her, fearing that her voice would disturb the patient, so he dragged her to the next office.

She is the only one on duty tonight, so there is no one in the office.

Sitting on a chair, Meng Yunan looked up at Song Ling who was leaning on the door with one leg bent, and suddenly said casually, "Shen Zhao...is quite similar to Xiang Jin."

After Meng Yunan finished speaking, Song Ling's hands in her coat pockets suddenly stopped, she looked down at the potted plants on the table in front of her, she was in a daze and did not speak.

"However, I think Shen Zhao is pretty good, cute, lively and kind, and suitable for your perverted personality." Meng Yunan stared at the person in front of him, and said with a smile on his lips.

Song Ling glanced at her, as if the secret in her heart had been punctured, slightly annoyed, said, "Leave me alone."

Looking at Song Ling who slammed the door and left, Meng Yunan felt a little bit annoyed, and slowly pulled the corners of her lips.

Sometimes when the authorities are confused, only those around can see things more carefully. Others may not know Song Ling's thoughts about Xiang Jin, but her closest aunt does.

But what happened, it was a person who couldn't be touched, a relationship that couldn't be broken.

Taking a step back, even if she could, she might not know much about Xiang Jin.

All her feelings and rationality were blinded by that incident. For so many years, she had been hiding him in her heart, and she didn't even have the courage to approach her.

But just like that, she forgot how to understand a person.

To some extent, she may not know Xiang Jin as well as Shen Zhao does.