Song Qiao nodded and said softly, "Maybe it's because I went out in the wind yesterday, and my body hasn't recovered recently, so my resistance is a little weak."
"Anyway, let's have a good rest first." Momo tucked the quilt for her.
After she finished speaking, she found that Gu Jingting was sitting next to him and remained silent. She secretly thought that her presence might have hindered the exchange of feelings between the two.
So Momo didn't intend to be a light bulb and stood up and said, "Then I'll leave first. I'm quite relieved that Mr. Gu is here with me."
Song Qiao said, "Don't leave."
"Ah?" Momo turned around with a confused look on her face, "Why, you got sick and suddenly feel like you can't live without your sisters?"
Song Qiao smiled weakly and explained, "I may need to go to the bathroom later, so it's more convenient for you to be there."
"You can find a nurse." Momo said.
Song Qiao shook his head, "There are so many patients in the hospital, so don't cause trouble to them."
"That……"
When Momo was about to speak, he suddenly realized something in the flash of lightning. He quickly glanced at Gu Jingting from the corner of his eye. Although he didn't know the specific details, the two must have had a quarrel!
She simply turned around and returned to the bedside to stand, "What you said makes sense, then I'll keep it."
As soon as the words fell, Momo felt Gu Jingting's eyes falling on her. The boss's eyes, even if he didn't deliberately put pressure on her, made Momo feel like he was carrying a light on his back.
She bit the bullet and didn't move, pretending she didn't know.#@$&
Song Qiao said at this time, "Mr. Gu, my high fever has just gone away and I'm still feeling a little uncomfortable. If you don't have anything else to do, please leave first."
Oh, haha, I just kicked them out.
Momo's eyes widened, and she was even more sure that there must be a problem between the two of them. The excitement of eating melon ignited in her eyes, but because Gu Jingting hadn't left yet, she just held it back.
Gu Jingting sat in his seat without moving for a long time, feeling a little annoyed in his heart when faced with Song Qiao's attitude of not getting in.
His face gradually turned cold, he stood up and said, "Since you don't want to say it, forget it."%&(&
After Gu Jingting finished speaking, she still stood there for a moment, secretly expecting Song Qiao to surrender to her, but she just lowered her eyes and looked at the quilt in front of her.
Okay, well done.
He laughed angrily, turned around and left the ward.
"Bang--"
The ward door made a loud noise, venting the anger of the person who did it. Momo shrank his neck and asked Song Qiao in fear, "You two, what is going on?"
If you offend Gu Jingting, life will be difficult if he starts to care about you.
Momo thought of all the difficulties he might face in the future, and his mood suddenly became heavy just two days after relaxing. His vision went dark, and he just wanted to fall down like this.
It was obviously going well a few days ago, and the two of them even signed a betting agreement as if it was a joke, so why did they turn around and end up in such a quarrel.
Song Qiao breathed softly and said, "It's nothing, it's just that I discovered something and I can't accept it."
"What happened?" Momo came closer and asked curiously, "Gu Jingting did something heinous or something that went beyond the bottom line and did you know about it?"
Song Qiao didn't know what to say.
She gripped the corner of the quilt tightly, loosening it and then tightening it. She always felt that if she told this matter, her future direction would be out of control, and she felt a little uncertain for a while.
"I'm not sure yet. I'll let you know when I'm sure." Finally, she said.
Momo couldn't ask the reason, and felt a little scratchy in her heart. Looking at Song Qiao's appearance, she couldn't press the question too hard, so she could only give up temporarily.
"Okay, you can rest." She said.
Song Qiao turned sideways and closed his eyes.
But she had just woken up, and her mind was very clear. Where could she sleep, her mind was very active, and she repeatedly thought about the office and the scene she had just communicated with.
The uncomfortable emotions were like bubbles in a boiling pot, constantly pushing out of the chest and spreading to the limbs and bones.
What happened was really sudden.
The tip of Song Qiao's nose was slightly sour and she forced herself to put aside these emotions.
This time she had a fever, and she stayed in the hospital for another three or four days before she completely recovered. When she came home from the hospital, Aunt An looked at Song Qiao's appearance and said with distress, "Oh, this trip has been a big disaster."
"Look at this thin guy, he needs to take some supplements."
Song Qiao actually didn't think anything was wrong. Hearing this, he comforted Mrs. An, "I'm fine. I just have to film a movie later. I need to be thinner so that I don't look ugly on camera."
"That's too thin." Aunt An said, "Look at this hand, there are only bones left, there is no meat."
Song Qiao lowered his head and looked at his wrist.
When others didn't tell her, she didn't notice it yet, but after Mrs. An reminded her, Song Qiao looked at it and felt that she had indeed lost a little weight and looked a bit scary.
She said nothing, walked to the bathroom, looked in the mirror, and found that she didn't have much flesh on her cheeks, and her pointed chin made her eyes look extra big.
It's really a bit ugly.
Song Qiao sighed, walked out of the bathroom, and said to Mrs. An, "Then you cook more dishes for lunch. I have to make up for it as soon as possible. By the way, I want to eat braised chicken wings."
"Hey, okay, no problem." Aunt An happily walked to the kitchen when she heard that she was willing to eat.
Song Qiao sat on the sofa, with Qiqi and Xiaotang sandwiching her between them. They were beating their legs and squeezing their shoulders. They looked eager and looked a little funny.
She reached out and touched the heads of the two children and asked, "What are they doing?"
Qiqi raised her head and blinked her eyes and replied, "Aunt Momo said, Mommy, you get sick because you are too tired from work, so we want to give you a massage."
"Help you relax." Xiaotang answered.
Song Qiao felt warm in her heart, hugged them and said, "Mommy is fine now, and as long as I see you two, I feel relaxed."
"Mommy, you look very unhappy." Qiqi rested her head on her shoulder.
Song Qiao was stunned, then said after a moment, "Well, Mommy just hasn't recovered yet. I'll be full of energy after I rest for two days. Don't worry."
"All right."
Qiqi nodded and looked at Xiaotang.
Although they are children, they are very sensitive to Song Qiao's emotions and know that the real reason is definitely not just due to illness.
Xiaotang shook his head silently, signaling Qiqi not to ask random questions.
Qiqi pursed her lips, but if she didn't ask, how could they help Mommy with advice?
Fortunately, she was not convinced in her heart, but she still obeyed Xiaotang's words. When he refused, she leaned against Song Qiao obediently and patted her arm with her little hands from time to time, just like adults usually do to coax her to sleep.
The silent companionship of the two little guys really relaxed Song Qiao's tense spirit.
She hugged them quietly, absorbing strength.
When Aunt An prepared the meal and Song Qiao came to the table, she seemed to have recovered most of her energy. She looked at the dishes on the table and said in shock, "Six dishes and one soup? Aunt An, there are only four of us, how can we eat it?"
Finished?"
"After you finish eating, don't look at the many dishes and small portions." Aunt An said.
