Gu Jingting needs to prove this kind of thing to Song Qiao?
Gu Jingting's face was sullen, feeling a little breathless. He raised his hand and pulled open his tie. His neck was loosened a little, but he was still out of breath.
He frowned fiercely, walked over for a long time, and said through gritted teeth, "Go, contact Charles, and make sure there are no accidents on the day of the operation."
"OK."
Xiang Chen was not surprised at all.
…
Rong Luoyin stayed in the hospital for a week, barely recovering from her injuries. During this period, she tried to have people take videos of her experiences and send them out, but all of them were intercepted without exception.
She thought and knew that it must be because of Gu Jingting.
After several attempts, Rong Luoyin simply gave up. After getting permission from the doctor, she was discharged from the hospital and went home in advance, without even notifying Lu Yi.
After returning home, Rong Luoyin looked at her mother at home. She blinked and burst into tears of grievance. She rushed over and hugged Rong's mother, choking and saying, "Mom, you have to make the decision for me."
"What's going on?" Hao Xuemei looked at her daughter who was crying in tears and hugged her quickly with distress.
Rong Luoyin cried so hard that she couldn't breathe. She stretched out her arm to expose her arms. The bruises on her snow-white arms were dazzling and conspicuous.
"What's going on? Who hit me!" Hao Xuemei's eyes widened angrily.
She was just such a daughter, who had been doted on by everyone since she was little. Hao Xuemei would fight to the death for anyone who dared to touch her.
Rong Luoyin sobbed, "It's Song Qiao, a little star in the circle. Ever since she returned to China to develop her career, she has always been against me. She not only seduced A Yi, but also seduced Gu Jingting."
"This time, it was she and Gu Jingting who beat me like this. I was almost beaten to death, Mom."
Hao Xuemei was so angry that she was shaking all over. She grabbed Rong Luoyin and asked, "You said that woman also seduced Lu Yi away?" She gritted her teeth, "What a shameless thing."
Rong Luoyin just held her and cried.
When the servants heard the commotion, they hid in the corner and did not dare to make a sound.
"Okay, what's the use of crying now." Hao Xuemei was extremely angry, but calmed down. She looked down at Rong Luoyin's embarrassed appearance, feeling heartbroken.
She dragged the person to sit on the sofa, took out a tissue and slowly wiped her tears, and said softly, "I'm going to vent your anger on you. What you have to do now is to recuperate at home."
"Stop crying, my baby girl is the most beautiful. What if she cries again and becomes ugly?"
When Rong Luoyin heard what she said, she finally felt confident. She reached out and hugged Hao Xuemei's arm and said aggrievedly, "What should I do about Lu Yi?"
It is true that Rong Luoyin thought about riding a donkey to find a horse at the beginning, but the prerequisite was that she found a better person, instead of being thrown away by Lu Yi first like now.
Hao Xuemei's eyes were dark, and she patted the back of Rong Luoyin's hand, "His side, please don't act rashly for now."
"Then let him hook up with that bitch?" Rong Luoyin was unwilling to accept it.
Hao Xuemei tapped the tip of her nose and said, "Where's your cleverness? He's head over heels for that woman right now. Do you want to disconnect them directly? Is that possible?"
If he were to stop him now, it might trigger Lu Yi's rebellious psychology and allow them to establish a relationship faster.
"So, you have to find a way now to draw his attention back to you." Hao Xuemei said earnestly, "Before he looks back, if you have any dissatisfaction, please bear with it."
"When I get rid of that woman, you can teach her whatever you want."
Rong Luoyin also calmed down and nodded in agreement.
…
After Qiqi's body was checked, it was determined that she was not ready for surgery yet. Mrs. An took advantage of this period to cook various tonic soups to feed her, hoping that the transplant operation would be able to prevent accidents.
Along with this, her thoughts on feeding Gu Dajing were also at an all-time high.
In Mrs. An's words, when someone agrees to donate bone marrow, it is because of their good conscience and they must find a way to repay him. Not to mention that it will be good for Qiqi to take good care of his body.
Song Qiao couldn't stop her, so he had to let her go.
Mrs. An was also very happy and urged Song Qiao to call people over for soup every day.
On this day, Song Qiao had just finished a day of shooting and came to the ward. Before she even touched the chair, Mrs. An called out to her and said, "Here you come, call Dajing quickly. The soup will be cold soon."
Song Qiao helplessly held her forehead, sighed softly, and walked to the corner to call Gu Dajing.
After the bell rang three times, a voice with a chuckle came into Song Qiao's ears along with the sound of electricity, "You call me on time like this every day, Miss Song, I suspect you have ulterior motives."
Song Qiao paused and asked, "What can I do?"
The man slowly drew out his voice, "How do I know this? Maybe he has some conspiracy against me, or maybe he has some thoughts about my body."
It’s really getting more and more outrageous the more you talk about it.
Song Qiao didn't have the patience to listen to his nonsense and interrupted directly, "Okay, don't make wild guesses over there. Aunt An said that the soup will get cold if you don't come, so come here quickly."
"..."
There was an eerie silence on the phone for two seconds. After a long time, Gu Jingting took a deep breath and said to Song Qiao in a consultative tone, "How about you tell Aunt An today if I still have something to deal with?"
Song Qiao didn't think much about it, "What do you want? You have nothing to do all day long...wait a minute."
Halfway through her words, her thoughts suddenly turned around.
She slowly changed her posture, leaned against the wall, looked at the swaying branches and leaves outside the window, and said slowly, "You're not making an excuse for not wanting to drink soup, are you?"
Gu Jingting did not respond.
The phone was so quiet that only the occasional breathing and the sound of electricity could be heard, but it was this reaction that verified Song Qiao's idea.
Gu Jingting's reaction to drinking soup these days suddenly flashed through her mind.
From the joyful acceptance at the beginning, to the numbness later, to having to muster up courage every time before drinking, it was as if I was frightened by the continuous tonic soup.
Song Qiao reacted and burst into laughter.
She finally caught Gu Jingting's hand and slowly said in a long tone, "So that's it, then why didn't you tell me earlier? Well, I'll tell Aunt An now that you don't want to drink the soup she made?"
"Wait a minute." Gu Jingting spoke very quickly.
Song Qiao asked deliberately, "What's wrong? You're sorry. I'll tell you for you. It's okay."
"No need." On the phone, Gu Jingting seemed to take a few deep breaths, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "The soup made by Mrs. An is very good. I'll go over now."
Song Qiao smiled, her stomach aching, but she still pretended to be considerate and said, "Really? If you have any questions, just ask them at any time. I will be happy to help you solve the problem."
Gu Jingting paused for a moment, "No, don't bother."
After he finished speaking, he said fiercely, "Song Qiao, things are changing."