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Shen Zhao nervously put away her phone, her heart pounding, she glanced back at the operating room where the operation was taking place, and said calmly, "It hasn't come out yet."

Ji Mingshu lowered his eyes lightly, and answered her quietly, without speaking.

Thinking of the donor of the bone marrow transplant, Shen Zhao hurriedly asked: "By the way, the person who donated the bone marrow is okay?"

Ji Mingshu paused, seeing that she finally remembered the person who donated bone marrow to her father, but the boss had ordered him not to let Shen Zhao know, so until now, Shen Zhao probably thought that the person who donated bone marrow to his father was just a stranger.

Ji Mingshu lowered his eyes and replied softly: "Fortunately, she is resting."

The two wards are on the first floor, but they don't exit from the same elevator, so if you want to go to visit, you can only go around from the other side.

Shen Zhao pursed her lips, she wanted to go over and thank that person personally, but Meng Yunan revealed that that person was unwilling to divulge information.

Seeing that she was silent, Ji Mingshu suddenly asked, "Miss Shen...was she talking on the phone just now?"

The boss had ordered her to keep an eye on Shen Zhao anytime, anywhere. She could clearly see Shen Zhao's flustered expression during the phone call just now.

If she guessed correctly, the person on the phone was Raisel.

When Shen Zhao heard Ji Mingshu's words, she suddenly froze. She raised her head to look at Ji Mingshu flusteredly, pressed her lips together tightly, and didn't speak.

Ji Mingshu stared straight at her, and finally asked tentatively, "Is it Ruisil?"

Shen Zhao's heart beat like a drum, knowing that Ji Mingshu had noticed the clue, she was Song Ling's person, and would definitely tell Song Ling about it.

After a long stalemate, Shen Zhao finally compromised. She called Ji Mingshu to stop: "Mingshu—can you not let Song Ling know?"

Ji Mingshu's eyes were indifferent, knowing that Shen Zhao admitted in a disguised form, admitting that she was talking to Raisel just now.

The matter between them, in the final analysis, was indeed the boss who forcibly intervened first, and their breakup was also facilitated by the boss.But later, things developed into transactions.

Shen Zhao did not give up on Ruisier, anyone could see this.But even if there is such an idea, there is no need to bring it up at this time.

The operation is still in progress, and the boss is still lying in the ward, unable to even stand up, so what is it if she is talking on the phone with Raisel at this time?

Ji Mingshu was a little bit aggrieved for the boss, she looked up at Shen Zhao, her tone was a little indifferent, "Miss Shen, you probably forgot, I am the boss's personal secretary, and I only listen to the boss's orders."

She is Song Ling's personal secretary, and Song Ling didn't even take her with her on a business trip, but left her in the hospital.She could guess what Songling ordered her to do, maybe it was surveillance, or sex.

In short, it was delusional for her to win over Ji Mingshu to help her keep the secret.

Shen Zhao stood there, neither of them spoke again, and the atmosphere was a little gloomy for a moment.Shen Zhao didn't know how to deal with it. While hesitating, the operating room behind him was suddenly opened, and the operation was over!

Shen Zhao hurriedly rushed over, Meng Yunan came out wearing a surgical gown and a mask, with a slight smile in the corner of his eyes, nodded and said, "The operation was a success."

Only then did Shen Zhao let go of the breath she held in her heart, and she happily forgot all her troubles.

The surgery was a success and all the hard work was worth it.

Tears welled up in Shen Zhao's eyes, she cried and laughed at Meng Yunan, and said gratefully: "Dr. Meng, thank you, thank you very much!"

Meng Yunan had been busy all day, and tiredness appeared between her brows and eyes. She smiled and didn't say anything, but said: "The bone marrow transplant operation was successful, and the challenge of Zhihuo is next. Observe the situation before you can go in and see him."

Shen Zhao hurriedly nodded and said yes, as long as the operation is successful and her father survives safely, everything else will be fine.

Shen Zhao lay prone outside the transplant cabin, looking at the person lying on the bed.

The excited mood could not be calmed down for a long time.

Meng Yunan caught a glimpse of Ji Mingshu on the other side, she glanced at her, walked to her side, and said softly, "Mingshu, come with me."

Ji Mingshu nodded his chin lightly, and walked forward together behind her.

As Meng Yunan walked forward, he asked softly, "How is Ah Ling?"

Ji Mingshu said truthfully: "I'm a little weak, I fell asleep after pumping my peripheral dry, and I don't have much energy."

Meng Yunan lowered her eyes and blinked lightly. Song Ling's body was weaker than she imagined. The surgery could actually be postponed by two months. The date was set by Song Ling herself, and she probably was afraid of Shen Zhao's worries.

Meng Yunan knew Song Ling well. Ever since she was a child, she was never willing to show her vulnerable side to others, so in the eyes of outsiders, she will always be that indifference that rejects others thousands of miles away.

This kind of temperament is the most unpleasant.

"The prescribed iron and calcium supplement oral liquid, let her drink it sooner or later, don't let it go, and don't bother her about the company's affairs, let her take it easy for two days." Meng Yunan felt sorry for his niece, so he told Ji Mingshu.

Ji Mingshu nodded and said yes.

Meng Yunan: "Go and see her. When she wakes up, she must ask about the operation. Tell her that the operation is successful so far, so she doesn't have to worry."

"Okay." Ji Mingshu said, turned around and went to Song Ling's ward from the other side of the aisle.

After sleeping for a whole half a day, Song Ling didn't wake up until after eight o'clock in the evening. She chose a bed, so she didn't sleep well intermittently, and her head was groggy.

Ji Mingshu stayed in the ward all the time, seeing her wake up, he hurried over and called softly, "Boss."

Song Ling closed her eyes, her face was a little pale, her back was so sore that she couldn't move, she tried her best to change her posture, and asked with a hoarse voice, "What time is it?"

Ji Mingshu: "It's almost nine o'clock."

Song Ling frowned slightly, "Is the operation over?"

Dr. Meng's guess was correct. The boss asked about the operation situation as soon as he woke up. Ji Mingshu hummed and told her everything Dr. Meng said in detail.

Song Ling felt relieved when she heard that the operation was successful. She stretched out her hand towards her. Ji Mingshu knowingly walked over to help her sit up and asked, "Would you like to lie down again?"

Song Ling said, "No need, the more I lie down, the more tired I get."

She took two deep breaths and asked quietly, "Is she still in the hospital now?"

Ji Mingshu knew who she was asking, she nodded and said, "It's still in the hospital, it should be outside Shen Chonghua's ward." After she finished speaking, she paused, hesitated for a moment, and finally said, "In the afternoon, she and Rui Si I'm on the phone."

Sure enough, after Ji Mingshu finished speaking, he caught a glimpse of Song Ling's fingers holding her arm stopped, she slightly lowered the corners of her eyes, her long eyelashes covered her eyelids, and the light shone over, casting a blue shadow, covering the expression in her eyes .

The room was quiet, and after a while, she asked softly, "What did you say?"

Ji Mingshu: "When I saw it, the phone was hung up and I didn't hear it."

Song Ling closed her eyes lightly, her thoughts disturbed.

They broke up for two full months, and they had no contact.

She had only been away for a few days, and on the day of the operation, they actually talked on the phone.

Oh, should she foolishly believe that everything is a coincidence?

Coincidence... All coincidences are nothing but carefully planned.

Song Ling pursed her dry lips, with no emotion on her face, and said lightly, "Go and boil some water."

Ji Mingshu glanced at her face and saw that she was tired, so he didn't say anything, turned around and picked up the kettle on the table and went out of the ward to pour water.

At the end of the corridor outside the ward, just as Shen Zhao came out of the bathroom, he raised his eyes and saw a familiar figure turning and hiding in the boiling water room.

She froze for a moment, the person just now was Ji Mingshu.

Is she still in the hospital?

Shen Zhao stood there suspiciously, she turned her gaze to the ward on the other side.

She remembered that the person who donated the bone marrow was in that ward. From this angle, Ji Mingshu just came out of that ward...

Does Ji Mingshu know the bone marrow donor?

In any case, she should go to thank others.

Thinking of this, Shen Zhao pursed his lips and walked towards the ward not far away.

The door was not closed, only slightly closed.

Shen Zhao knocked on the door, and a faint voice came from inside, "Come in."

There is a certain sense of familiarity.

Without thinking too much, Shen Zhao pushed the door open and went in, raised his eyes to look at the person on the hospital bed, before he had time to say the words in his mouth, when he caught a glimpse of the person in front of him, he suddenly froze.

Song Ling was the one who donated bone marrow to his father!