Chapter 25

Shen Zhao leaned against the bed and looked at the person walking towards her, wearing a white coat and looking at the doctor who should be the hospital. She looked stunned and looked at Song Ling next to her, wondering what their relationship was. .

Shen Zhao nodded suspiciously and said, "Who are you?"

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

When Shen Zhao heard this, he hurriedly sat up to get out of bed, and said, "Hello, I'm Shen Zhao, you are here..."

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

She has not been to the ward to see her father because she is busy with Sier these two days.

Shen Zhao leaned back on the head of the bed again. She looked up at Meng Yunan and asked nervously, "Is it a matter of bone marrow matching? Have you successfully found a suitable match?"

Meng Yunan put her hand in the pocket of the white coat in front of her. She glanced in the direction of Song Ling, and Song Ling just looked over. The two of them looked at each other and didn't speak.

Then Meng Yunan smiled, nodded, and said with a curved eyebrow: "I found it. I checked your father's physical fitness today, and 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 big stone in her heart finally fell. She said excitedly and happily: "Okay, Dr. Meng, don't worry, I will take good care of him. By the way, I can meet the bone marrow matched person. Him? I want to thank him in person."

Meng Yunan stared at Song Ling on the opposite side with a tacit understanding. Before she had time to speak, she heard Song Ling speak first, saying, "The hospital should have regulations and not reveal the other party's information, right?" After speaking, she raised her head towards Meng Yunan and asked deliberately.

Meng Yunan understood and said deliberately, "Yes, but this matter is also what A Ling asked me to help with after he was busy, otherwise it would not be so fast."

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

Song Ling also glanced at her, looking at each other, no one said anything.

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

Song Ling also said quietly, "No need."

The atmosphere is a bit strange. It is obvious that the two of them are enemies one second, and the next second there is a sense of shaking hands and making peace.

Meng Yunan sensed the atmosphere between the two, and the air was a little stagnant for a while, Meng Yunan deliberately activated the atmosphere, and hurriedly said: "By the way, you don't know yet, I'm Song Ling's aunt, this child A Ling has no friends since he was a child. It's the first time I've seen her so caring about people."

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

He didn't even know that the person in front of him who was about to perform surgery on his father was Song Ling's aunt.

Although the transaction between them was unpleasant, Song Ling did help her with her father's surgery, even though she forced herself and Sier to break up.

Shen Zhao lightly retracted her gaze, she lowered her eyes and said softly, "Thank you Dr. Meng, Song Ling and I... are also good friends."

Song Ling's heart skipped a beat, she raised her eyebrows to look at her, and saw that she was sitting there lost. 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 his lips indifferently: "If you can still catch your breath, you can stay here tonight." After speaking, he ignored the other two people in the room, reached out and picked up the computer bag on the table, and left the ward indifferently.

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

The corners of her lips twitched slightly, but it hasn't changed at all for so many years. Song Ling is a person who is hard-hearted rather than soft. But if the other party suddenly turned around and took the initiative to show her goodwill, she would not know what to do with herself.

It's actually quite childish.

People in their early thirties are far from mature at this age.

The corners of Meng Yunan's lips twitched, 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, "Much better."

"That's good." Meng Yunan was sitting beside the bed, obviously she had something to say to Shen Zhao. After a long while, she finally said, "A Ling... Actually, he's not an indifferent person."

Shen Zhao leaned against the bed and heard Meng Yunan take the initiative to talk about Song Ling, she was stunned, not knowing her intentions, so she did not answer her words.

Meng Yunan continued: "I don't know if A Ling told you that she lost her mother when she was very young, and her father remarried not long afterward. Her family relationship is rather special. When she was a mother, she was a little girl again. At that time, she was a little autistic, so she developed her dislike of talking to others. Later, when she was thirteen years old, something bad happened, and she completely It has become like this, she is very cold to everyone, and has no friends. After her father died, she was completely closed to work except for work. I also enlightened her many times, but it has not been effective. Over the years, I have known you, Ah Ling's first friend."

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

What was Meng Yunan's intention when she said this to her... If she knew about her deal with Song Ling, she might not think so.

She will understand better, maybe Song Ling is an indifferent person from the bottom of her heart.

For no reason, she was born aloof.

Shen Zhao was silent for a long while before he said: "Maybe she doesn't need guidance from others, 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 way Song Ling used to keep people by her side.

It's just too cold temper, so this relationship, there is no room for relaxation.

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

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

Shen Zhao sat there and heard Meng Yunan's last words, but he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

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

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

Song Ling leaned her back against the wall, her eyes drooping slightly, and her expression was indifferent and could not show any emotion. After a while, she turned her head to look at her and asked, "What did you tell her about that?"

As he spoke, he was about to take out the cigarettes and lighters in his pockets, but suddenly he remembered something and shrank back.

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

Song Ling said lightly: "It won't be long."

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

Song Ling glanced at him, put his hands back in his pockets, and said nothing with an indifferent expression.

Meng Yunan said again: "Your mother left early. Before she died, she asked me to take care of you. I am half your mother. Girls have to look like girls, and you are not too young. How can you be so naive?"

Song Ling looked up at her, her eyes narrowed slightly, she didn't know what she was referring to, she suddenly sneered: "Meng Yunan, you are only a few years older than me, so you want to be my mother?"

Meng Yunan and Song Ling's mother are sisters, but there is a big age difference between the two. Although in terms of seniority, Song Ling wanted to be called Aunt Meng Yunan, but the two were only seven years apart, so she always called her by her first name and last name.

Meng Yunan pulled her, afraid that her voice would be too loud for the patient, so he pulled her to the next office.

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

Meng Yunan sat on the chair, looked up at Song Ling, who was leaning against the door with one leg bent, and suddenly said casually, "Shen Zhao...but it's two points similar to Xiang Jin."

After Meng Yunan finished speaking, Song Ling's hand in the pocket of her coat suddenly stopped. She looked down at the potted plant on the table in front of her, stunned and did not speak.

"But I think that Shen Zhao is pretty good, cute, lively, kind, and suitable for your perverted personality." Meng Yunan stared at the person in front of him, the corners of his mouth curved, and he said with a smile.

Song Ling glanced at her, as if the secret in her heart had been pierced, she said with a slight annoyance, "Don't worry about my business."

Meng Yunan looked at Song Ling who slammed the door and left, with a sense of anger turning into anger, and slowly raised the corner of his lips.

Sometimes the authorities are obsessed, and those next to him can take a closer look at things. Others may not know what Song Ling is thinking about Xiang Jin, but her closest aunt knows.

But what happened? It was a person who could not be touched, a relationship that could not be pierced.

Taking ten thousand steps back, even if she could, she might not know much about Xiang Jin.

She was blinded by that incident and all her senses and reason. For so many years, she has been hiding people in her heart, and she did not even have the courage to approach.

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

To some extent, her understanding of Xiang Jin may not be as good as that of Shen Zhao.