Chapter 28

Jiangcheng First Hospital, in the examination department, Song Ling is doing blood drawing, CT examination and bone marrow puncture, which is the preoperative examination of bone marrow transplant donors.

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

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

Song Ling felt a little numb in her lower body. She had not recovered yet. She tried to raise her eyelids and said softly, "I can't die yet."

Meng Yunan has long been taken aback by her iceberg tone.

Meng Yunan smiled: "Go back and have a good rest. After about a week, Shen Shenhua will enter the transplant chamber for pretreatment. You will need to prepare blood at that time. In the near future, pay more attention to the health of all aspects of the body. Don't be too tired and eat Order something like pig liver to replenish blood. I think you're a little anemic."

Song Ling is thin and careful, and usually works overtime day and night when he is busy at work.

Song Ling was obviously weak and her face was pale. She closed her eyes and said, "I see, 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 said, "This is an opportunity."

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

Meng Yunan glanced at her and said lightly, "Yes, actually, sometimes people are too strong, which is not a good thing."

Meng Yunan said lightly, Song Ling did not answer her, the room was quiet, and no one spoke again.

Three days later, the bone marrow transplant operation was imminent. Father Shen had to prepare a lot of things. The closer the deadline, the more anxious Shen Zhao felt.

The success rate of the operation given by the doctor is only about 30%.

This means that the surgery is very risky.

The surgery starts on the 13th. Shen Zhao sat in front of the bed and looked at his father who was asleep on the bed. He was in a good state recently. He got out of bed from time to time and walked around, but he had no strength and lost a lot of weight.

In the afternoon, several of Shen Zhao's roommates came to visit Shen's father, knowing that the operation would start in a week, and after saying some words of relief and encouragement, Shen Zhao sent them away.

After she was sent away, she sat in front of the bed, her eyes lowered in a daze. The winter sun was just right, and it came in from the window behind him.

She looked down at the mobile phone with the screen off, pressed the power button, and the screen turned on.

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

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

WeChat was opened unconsciously, Shen Zhao looked at the rows of dialog boxes, her fingers slid 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, and Shen Zhao paused, looking at the word "Sier" on the screen, and his heart gradually became bitter.

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

This thought was like wild grass, Shen Zhao opened the dialog and looked at the last conversation and voice of the two people a month ago on the screen.

She had hardly heard Sier's voice.

It's only been a month, but it seems like a long time has passed.

Fingers trembled slightly, Shen Zhao wanted to open the last voice, at the same time, the door of the ward was pushed open, she looked up subconsciously.

It's Song Ling... She was stunned for a moment, then she clasped the phone in her palm and turned off the screen quietly.

Song Ling stood outside the door early, and saw the person beside the hospital bed looking down at the phone. The moment she came in, she caught a glimpse of Shen Zhao's movement, and her eyes paused.

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

After she finished speaking, without waiting for Shen Zhao to answer her, she reached out and took the mobile phone in her palm.

The password is 1003, Shen Zhao's birthday.

The screen was unlocked, and the WeChat interface had not had time to exit, and stayed on the dialog box with "Sier".

Shen Zhao saw that Song Ling's fingers stopped, and his heart seemed to stop breathing.

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

Song Ling raised the tip of her eyes, there was a bottomless emotion in her thick ink eyes, she stared at Shen Zhao, her thin lips were tightly pressed into a thin line, and after a long silence, she said quietly, "Come out."

Shen Zhao stood there in a daze and saw Song Ling turn around and leave the ward. She lowered her eyes and glanced at her sleeping father on the hospital bed, took two deep breaths, and as if dead, she followed Song Ling out of the room.

There was no one in the hospital corridor in the afternoon, and it was quiet everywhere. The pungent smell of disinfectant penetrated into the breath. Shen Zhao seemed to be numb to this breath.

Song Ling turned her head and stared at the person in front of her with her eyes lowered slightly. She stood there with her head lowered, 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 has become docile and obedient.

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

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

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 be angry, she slowly Take your cell phone.

The surgery was imminent, so she couldn't anger 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... I just found it by accident, I don't want to contact her again..."

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

She didn't like Shen Zhao like this, and tried her best to disguise herself and Shen Zhao who was duplicitous.

Shen Zhao's words were interrupted, and the corridor returned to silence.

The two were silent for a long time, and neither of them spoke again.

Song Ling stood in front of her and looked at her with her eyes slightly downcast. She blinked lightly, her thick eyelashes cast a shadow under her eyelids, covering all her thoughts.

Reaching out his hand and taking out something from his pocket, he said in a low voice, "I'm going on a business trip tomorrow."

Shen Zhao heard her words and looked up at her subconsciously, "Are you going on a business trip?"

Song Ling hummed softly, and picked up an ear drill from his pocket with his fingers. Shen Zhao caught a glimpse of the blue diamond from before.

His fingers touched the earlobe, Shen Zhao subconsciously shrank his shoulders, and Song Ling's fingers froze in midair.

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

There was a foreign body sensation on the earlobe, Shen Zhao raised his hand and touched it, remembering that she threw it in front of Song Ling's eyes two months ago. She almost forgot about such a thing. She wondered why Song Ling suddenly remembered to take it out at this time.

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 quietly, "One week."

A week...just after surgery...

Shen Zhao lowered his eyes, bit his lip, and said nothing.

Song Ling caught a glimpse of her expression, and looked away from the blue diamond on her earlobe, suddenly curled her lips into a chuckle, 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, that she was afraid to face and wait 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 means, 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, and all she was left with was panic and fear.

Song Ling tugged at the corner of her mouth lightly, raised her hand to hold her face, and rubbed her thumb lightly on her lower jaw. With a gentle tone, she smiled and said, "Is it so difficult to admit that you can't live without me? "

Warm fingers left warmth on her face, Shen Zhao raised her head and stared at her, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated in an instant.

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

That's a physiological response.

Uncontrollable trembling.

Song Ling gently bent over and lowered her head, and stopped a few centimeters away from her lips. Her eyelashes lightly blinked at her, not missing the slightest expression on her face.

There are dodging, embarrassment, nervousness, and resistance...

Such an expression seemed to make her happy. Song Ling hooked her lips and said softly, "You can rely on me. It is only natural that you can rely on me. You don't need to feel embarrassed."

The warm lips rubbed lightly on the corner of her mouth, Song Ling put on a thick lipstick, and rubbed the corner of Shen Zhao's lips just like that.

Song Ling pulled a little distance, put both hands on her shoulders, and caught a glimpse of the red light on her lips, like petals, smearing the crimson on her cheeks.

When looking at it up close, this face also has a different taste.

Song Ling thought like this, her lips curled 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 these few days, if you have something to do, you can directly Tell Ming Shu."

Shen Zhao held her breath until she was a little deprived of oxygen, 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: " understood."

Song Ling enjoyed this condescending relationship between the two, and when Shen Zhao was obedient, she couldn't put it down. She stretched out her finger and hooked her chin, and said in a relaxed tone, "I won't go back tonight. The company has other things to do. The flight in the morning will come back in about a week, and Mingshu will come to pick you up in the evening."

Shen Zhao still lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and nodded obediently.

When he finally left, the corners of Song Ling's lips pursed invisibly, and her voice was flat and indifferent: "Since we have broken up, the WeChat and contact information should be deleted, and there is no need to keep them."

When Shen Zhao heard her words, his expression was stunned for a moment, and then he calmly returned to calm.

She finally mentioned this matter, and did not disobey her any more. Shen Zhao's eyes were cold and he promised her: "Okay."

Song Ling snorted, without considering whether her promise was true or not, she gave her a deep look, then turned and left the hospital.

At the door, Ji Mingshu drove the car over, the sun was still warm and bright, shining brightly on the door.

Song Ling opened the car door and sat 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 seat of the car: "During the operation, you were staring at her, call records, travel records, who you met, If you say anything, come and report to me. If..." She paused, "She left Jiangcheng half a step and let me know at any time."

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