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In Jiangcheng No. [-] Hospital, in the examination department, Song Ling was drawing blood, CT examination and bone marrow puncture, which were preoperative examinations for bone marrow transplant donors.

The examination was done by Meng Yunan himself, and anesthesia was needed, so there would be some local discomfort.

Wearing a mask, Meng Yunan walked to the hospital bed and asked her softly, "How is it? Are you okay?"

Song Ling felt a little numbness in her lower body, and she hadn't recovered yet. She tried to raise her eyelids, and said softly, "I still can't die."

Meng Yunan was no stranger to her icy tone of voice.

Meng Yunan smiled: "Go back and have a good rest. About a week later, Zhonghua will enter the transplant warehouse for pretreatment. At that time, you will need to prepare blood. In the near future, pay more attention to your health in all aspects. Don't be too tired. Eat Order something like pork liver to replenish blood. I think you are a little anemic."

Song Ling is thin and thin. She usually works overtime day and night when she gets busy at work, and she always eats when she is hungry, so she is more or less anemic.

Song Ling was obviously weak, her face was pale, she closed her eyes and said, "Got it, I will pay attention."

Meng Yunan looked at the list in her hand, and suddenly asked, "Aren't you going to tell Shen Zhao about this?" She paused, and then said, "This is an opportunity."

Song Ling closed her eyes, she said lightly: "There is nothing to say. This is what I promised her, as long as she finds a suitable bone marrow match, she doesn't need to know who the donor is and what the process is like."

Meng Yunan glanced at her, and sarcastically said: "Really, actually, sometimes people are too strong, and it's not a good thing."

Meng Yunan said something lightly, Song Ling didn't answer her, the room was quiet, and no one spoke again.

Three days later, the bone marrow transplant operation was coming soon, and Shen's father needed to prepare a lot of things. The closer the date was, the more anxious Shen Zhao became.

According to the doctor, the success rate of the operation is only about [-]%.

This means that surgery is very risky.

The operation starts on the 13th.Shen Zhao sat in front of the bed, looking at his father who was soundly asleep on the bed, he was in good condition recently, he got out of bed and walked around from time to time, but he didn't have much strength and lost a lot of weight.

In the afternoon, several of Shen Zhao's roommates visited Father Shen, knowing that the operation would start in a week, and said some words of comfort and encouragement, and Shen Zhao sent them away.

After being sent away, she sat in front of the bed, staring blankly with her downcast eyes.The winter sun is just right, shining in from the window behind him, just shining behind him, warming it up, and gradually warming up the body.

She looked down at the phone with the screen off, pressed the power button, and the screen lit up.

She didn't know what to do, and suddenly, she felt at a loss.

She was afraid that her father's operation would fail and that he would leave her.

WeChat was opened unconsciously, and Shen Zhao looked at the rows of dialog boxes, sliding her fingers aimlessly. She wanted to find someone to talk to and rely on, but there seemed to be no one.

His finger suddenly slid to a dialog box, Shen Zhao paused, looking at the word "Si'er" on the screen, his heart gradually felt bitter.

If Si Er was by her side at this moment, would she not be so afraid...

This idea is like a weed that grows wildly. Shen Zhao clicked on the dialog box and looked at the last conversation and voice between the two of them a month ago on the screen.

She hadn't heard Sil's voice for a long time.

It's still only a month, but she seems to have passed for a long, long time.

With trembling fingers, Shen Zhao was about to click on the last voice. At the same time, the door of the ward was pushed open, and she subconsciously looked up.

It's Song Ling... She froze for a moment, then put the phone upside down in her hand, and turned off the screen calmly.

Song Ling was standing outside the door a long time ago, and saw the person beside the hospital bed looking down at her mobile phone. The moment she came in, she caught a glimpse of Shen Zhao's movements, and her eyes paused.

She walked over and walked to Shen Zhao's side, her eyes fell on her mobile phone, and she asked softly, "What are you looking at?"

After finishing speaking, she didn't wait for Shen Zhao to answer her words, she reached out and took the mobile phone in her palm.

The password is 1003, Shen Zhao's birthday.

The screen is unlocked, the WeChat interface has not had time to exit, and it stays on the dialog box with "Sier".

Shen Zhao caught a glimpse of Song Ling's fingers stopping, and her heart seemed to stop breathing.

"I...I, I didn't intend to..." Shen Zhao pursed his lips and explained with some fear.

Song Ling raised the corners of her eyes, and there were bottomless emotions in her dark eyes. She stared at Shen Zhao, her thin lips were tightly pressed into a thin line, and after a long silence, she said calmly, "Come out."

Standing there in a daze, Shen Zhao saw Song Ling turn around and leave the ward.She glanced down at her father who was sleeping soundly on the hospital bed, took two deep breaths, and followed Song Ling out of the room as if death was at home.

In the hospital corridor in the afternoon, there was no one there, and it was quiet everywhere. The pungent smell of disinfectant penetrated into the breath, and Shen Zhao seemed to have become numb to the breath.

Song Ling turned her head and stared at the person in front of her with slightly lowered eyes. She stood there with her head down, as if she had made a mistake and was waiting for her to deal with it at any time.

But in just over two months, she has changed a lot and become docile and obedient.

But no matter how docile the appearance is, it is still an illusion.

Everything is just a disguise, there will always be a thorn in her heart where she can't see.

Song Ling handed over the mobile phone in her hand, in front of Shen Zhao, Shen Zhao glanced down, and suddenly froze for a moment, she looked up at Song Ling's face tremblingly, seeing that she didn't seem to want to get angry, then slowly He took his mobile phone.

The operation was imminent, she couldn't provoke Song Ling.

Shen Zhao lowered his eyes and apologized to her in a gentle voice: "I'm sorry Song Ling, don't be angry, I just... just found it by accident, I don't want to contact her again..."

"I'm not angry." Hearing her humble, flattering tone, Song Ling suddenly interrupted her.

She doesn't like this kind of Shen Zhao, the Shen Zhao who pretends to be himself desperately and duplicity.

Shen Zhao's words were interrupted, and the corridor became quiet again.

The two were silent for a long time, and no one spoke again.

Song Ling stood in front of her, looking at her with slightly lowered eyelids of unknown emotion, she blinked lightly, and the thick eyelashes cast a shadow under the eyelids, covering all her thoughts.

Reaching out his hand to find something out of his pocket, he said softly, "I'm going on a business trip tomorrow."

Hearing her words, Shen Zhao raised his eyes to look at her subconsciously, "Are you going on a business trip?"

Song Ling hummed lightly, and pinched an ear diamond from her pocket with her fingers. Shen Zhao glimpsed that it was the blue diamond from before.

When his fingers touched the earlobe, Shen Zhao subconsciously shrank his shoulders, and Song Ling's fingers froze in mid-air.

Song Ling narrowed her eyes, and explained in a flat tone: "This is the birthday present I gave you earlier, you wear it." After she finished speaking, she couldn't help but refuse, and directly put the blue diamond on her ear.

There was a foreign body sensation on the earlobe, and Shen Zhao raised her hand to touch it, remembering that she threw it in front of Song Ling with her own hands two months ago.She had almost forgotten about such a thing, and she didn't know why Song Ling suddenly remembered to take it out at this moment.

Shen Zhao only thought about her business trip and didn't think about anything else. She looked up at her and asked, "When are you coming back?"

Song Ling said softly, "A week."

A week...exactly after surgery...

Shen Zhao lowered his eyes, bit his lips, and did not speak.

Song Ling caught a glimpse of her expression, looked away from the blue diamond on her earlobe, suddenly smiled slightly, raised her eyebrows and asked her: "Are you afraid?"

Shen Zhao knew what Song Ling was referring to, she pursed her lips, and looked up at the person in front of her again.She admitted that she was afraid, afraid of facing and waiting for all this alone, and she finally understood that without Song Ling, she might not be able to make it through.Although Song Ling used tricks, she admitted that Song Ling blocked everything for her when it came to her father's surgery.

But now at the critical moment, Song Ling was about to leave, she was only flustered and afraid.

Song Ling twitched the corner of her mouth lightly, raised her hand to hold her face, rubbed her thumb lightly on her chin, and said with a gentle tone, "Is it that difficult to admit that you can't leave me? "

The warm fingers left warmth on his face, Shen Zhao raised his head to stare at her, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated in an instant.

She has had the most intimate contact with the person in front of her, and has done the most intimate thing in the world, so every touch she makes makes her tremble all over.

That is a physiological reaction.

Trembling uncontrollably.

Song Ling bent down slightly and lowered her head, leaning against her lips and stopped a few centimeters away. She blinked her eyelashes lightly at her, not missing the slightest expression on her face.

There is dodging, embarrassment, tension, and resistance...

Such an expression seemed to make her happy, Song Ling pursed her lips, and said softly: "You can rely on me, it's only natural to rely on me, you don't have to feel embarrassed."

Warm and cool lips brushed the corners of her mouth lightly, Song Ling wiped on the rich lipstick and just rubbed the corners of Shen Zhao's lips lightly.

Song Ling pulled a little distance away, put her hands on her shoulders, and caught a glimpse of the red lightly rubbed on her lips, like flower petals, smudged the blush on her cheeks.

When you look closely, this face also has a different taste.

Song Ling thought so, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, she straightened up, and continued to speak: "You don't have to worry about the operation, everything has been arranged, and there will be no mistakes. I'm not here for a few days, so you can directly Tell Mingshu."

Shen Zhao held her breath, feeling a little hypoxic, and finally Song Ling's breath left her lips, and she finally breathed a sigh of relief, her heartbeat was still frantically accelerating, she didn't dare to look up at the person in front of her, she just nodded and said: " knew."

Song Ling enjoys this condescending relationship between the two, and when Shen Zhao is obedient, she can't put it down.She stretched out her fingers and hooked her chin, and said in a relaxed tone: "I won't go back tonight, the company still has things to deal with. The flight tomorrow morning will come back in about a week, and Mingshu will pick you up in the evening."

Shen Zhao still lowered her eyes, her eyelashes fluttered slightly, she nodded obediently and said yes.

When she finally left, Song Ling pursed her lips slightly, her voice was flat and indifferent: "Since we have broken up, delete WeChat and contact information, and there is no need to keep them."

When Shen Zhao heard her words, he was stunned for a moment, and then calmed down.

She finally mentioned this matter, and did not disobey her anymore, Shen Zhao's eyes were cold, and he agreed to her: "Okay."

Song Ling hummed, without considering whether her promise was true or not, she stared at her deeply, then turned and left the hospital.

At the door, Ji Mingshu drove the car over. The sun was still warm and bright, shining on the car door with a dazzling light.

Song Ling opened the door and got in. Ji Mingshu started the car and was about to step on the accelerator to leave when he suddenly heard a cold voice from the back of the car: "During the operation, you stared at her, call records, itinerary records, who you met, Whatever you say, come and report to me. If..." She paused, "She leaves Jiangcheng for half a step, tell me anytime."

Ji Mingshu was stunned with the hand holding the steering wheel, knowing that she was completely obsessed, so he didn't say much, and then said yes in a deep voice.