Song Qiao nodded, his eyes showing unprecedented seriousness, "As long as you need it, you can make requests to me at any time, and I will do my best to satisfy you."
Gu Jingting saved Qiqi's life, and she was willing to do anything to help him.
"Then why not pledge yourself to me?" Gu Jingting bent down slightly.
He closed the distance between the two of them, with only one punch remaining. Song Qiao raised her head and saw her small self in his eyes, like stars in the deep night sky.
Song Qiao paused, calmly stepped back, and said with a smile, "That's not okay, I'm a fan."
The fragrance lingering on the tip of his nose faded as she went away. Gu Jingting straightened up and did not continue the topic, "Then let's keep it for now until I think about it."
Qiqi's condition was temporarily stable and she was pushed back to the ward to rest.
Sister-in-law An and Xiaotang were finally willing to follow them back. Before leaving, they urged Song Qiao and the others to rest quickly, "If you have anything to do, we'll talk about it tomorrow. It's getting late, so go home quickly."
Song Qiao responded.
She settled the two of them, and was worried when she thought that Shen Zhinan had no specific news yet, when her cell phone suddenly rang, it was Xiang Chen calling back.
Song Qiao hurriedly answered the call.
"Miss Song, we have found out about Dr. Shen's condition." Xiang Chen said on the phone, "He was attacked from behind when he was going out and fell unconscious. Now I have sent someone to take him to the hospital."
Sure enough, something happened!
Song Qiao asked urgently, "How is his injury?"
"It's nothing serious, just a slight concussion." Xiang Chen replied.
After hearing this, Song Qiao still couldn't feel completely at ease, and planned to go over and check out the specific situation, "Assistant Xiang, could you please tell me which hospital and ward number he is in? I want to go over and have a look now."
Gu Jingting stood nearby and listened with a calm expression. Until this sentence, he suddenly raised his eyes and narrowed his eyes, with a hint of gritting his teeth.
She really treats everyone equally.
Gu Jingting retracted his gaze, and suddenly he groaned softly while covering his wound. The sound was stuck in his throat, as if he was deliberately suppressing it, but it immediately attracted Song Qiao's attention.
"What's wrong? Does the wound hurt?" She immediately came over to help Gu Jingting.
Gu Jingting was half leaning against the wall, the veins on his forehead were prominent, and his jaw was tense due to exertion. He looked like he was holding back the pain, "I'm fine, you go see your friend first."
Song Qiao frowned, "Does it hurt a lot? Do you want to go to the doctor to prescribe some painkillers?"
"No need." Gu Jingting said, "I can bear it. As the surgery is approaching, it's best not to take medicine randomly. I'm afraid it will have an impact on Qiqi."
The second half of the sentence touched Song Qiao.
She looked at Gu Jingting with a complicated expression, held his arm and asked, "Then just endure it like this? Is there any way to divert your attention?"
Gu Jingting shook his head and said hoarsely, "Don't worry, go and see how the doctor is doing first."
He was in such pain, how could Song Qiao abandon him and leave.
She looked around and couldn't find anyone who could help, so she simply grabbed Gu Jingting's arm and put it on her shoulders, "Let's go, I'll take you home to rest first."
Gu Jingting was seriously injured, and what he needed most now was rest.
As for Shen Zhinan, he is in the hospital now and there should be no major problems. There is still time to see him again tomorrow.
Song Qiao weighed it in her mind and took Gu Jingting out without hesitation. In the rush, she even forgot to hang up the phone with Xiang Chen.
All kinds of movements here were transmitted to his ears along with the electric current.
Outside the hospital, Xiang Chen looked at the night with an expressionless face, and couldn't help complaining in his heart: I didn't expect that Mr. Gu was becoming more and more shameless around Miss Song, and this kind of show of pretending to be weak could be used.
Who was able to negotiate for a long time without changing his composure after being stabbed to death?
Oh, it might be the late Mr. Gu, not the current Gu Dajing.
Xiang Chen hung up the phone, rubbed his face hard, and turned around to continue dealing with the unfinished mess.
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Song Qiao took Gu Jingting back home and was busy letting him lie down on the bed to rest. Next, she stood by the bed and meditated for a long time, not knowing what she could do.
At a loss, she lowered her head and looked at Gu Jingting and asked, "Why don't you... go to bed early?"
When I fall asleep, it doesn't hurt anymore.
Gu Jingting looked at the probing meaning in her eyes and almost laughed angrily at these words. He didn't refute, frowned lightly and said, "Well, you should go and rest early."
As he spoke, his hand inadvertently passed over the wound.
Logically speaking, Song Qiao should have been relieved when he heard this, but when he saw Gu Jingting's actions, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable. He paused for a long time and said, "Just wait."
She ran out in a hurry.
Gu Jingting listened to the sound of Song Qiao's footsteps outside and was a little curious in his heart, wondering what tricks this woman would pull off.
A few minutes later, he got his answer.
Song Qiao collected a lot of things outside, and piled them all on the tray. After walking in, she first took out an incense stick and lit it.
"This is a sleep aid. You should sleep better if you smell it." She said.
Immediately afterwards, Song Qiao stuffed a rubber ball into Gu Jingting's hand, "This is Qiqi's toy. When you are in pain, you can pinch it to distract your attention."
"Also, drink this glass of milk."
Gu Jingting watched her perform magic tricks, taking out various gadgets and piling them around him. The originally tidy bed was now as messy as if it had just been robbed.
Finally, Song Qiao took the phone, rummaged through it, and said, "After you drink the milk, just lie down and I'll tell you a story."
Hearing this, Gu Jingting finally couldn't help laughing, "Are you treating me like a child?"
"No, how is it possible?" Song Qiao denied repeatedly, but his face turned slightly red. In order to avoid being asked for questioning, he urged, "Hurry up, exclusive service, no waiting after the deadline."
Of course you have to accept the door-to-door service.
Gu Jingting drank the milk obediently, lay down flat, closed his eyes and said, "Teacher Song, please tell me a story."
It didn't sound like there was anything else to say, but Song Qiao heard the ridicule from it, and she was a little shy. Fortunately, Gu Jingting closed his eyes and couldn't see her expression.
Song Qiao coughed twice and read aloud according to the story he had just found, "Big\/big raindrops..."
Perhaps because it was too late and she didn't get any rest, her voice was a little hoarse, and occasionally the tone was prolonged, making her sound a little lazy.
At an unhurried pace, it slowly flowed into Gu Jingting's ears.
He listened indifferently, his thoughts gradually relaxed, and sleepiness seemed to disappear. Just when Gu Jingting was about to fall asleep, the sound in his ears suddenly stopped.
Gu Jingting waited for a moment, but without waiting for the follow-up, he opened his eyes and found that Song Qiao had fallen asleep on the bedside.
The phone fell on the side of her face, reflecting half of her face.
