Song Qiao pursed her lips and felt a little headache. The whole thing was her fault, but given their current situation, it felt a little inappropriate to say anything else.
Gu Jingting said calmly, "Let's eat." He paused and said, "I will leave after you finish eating and lie down to rest."
Hearing the second half of the sentence, Song Qiao's divergent thoughts were stopped. She looked at the food Xiang Chen had just bought. If she wasted it again, Gu Jingting would probably be angry again.
She lowered her head and started eating.
But in Gu Jingting's opinion, Song Qiao's reaction seemed to be that she wanted him to leave quickly, and her already cold and solemn mood condensed once again.
He processed the documents and sat quietly beside him.
Song Qiao really had no appetite. The wounds on her body ached slightly, and it seemed like there was a dull pain when swallowing. She forced herself to take a few bites and put down her chopsticks.
Gu Jingting raised his eyes, glanced at the bowls and chopsticks in front of Song Qiao, frowned and said, "Too little food."
Song Qiao sighed and said, "I can't eat." Seeing that Gu Jingting was about to make a sound, she added, "My wound hurts and it's hard to eat."
Sure enough, after these words came out, Gu Jingting did not urge him anymore, but looked at Song Qiao's slightly pale face and asked, "Do you want to see a doctor?"
"No, I just want to lie down and rest." Song Qiao lowered his eyes and said softly.
She was indeed feeling very uncomfortable and just wanted to lie down, so she couldn't be lying.
Gu Jingting looked at Song Qiao's face. She didn't seem to have improved since she woke up. Instead, she looked even more haggard and pale. Her eyebrows were wrinkled from time to time, and she looked like she was in great pain.#@$&
He stood up and leveled the bed again, "Get some rest."
Song Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, swept the table full of untouched things, and said to Gu Jingting, "I... will eat some when I get up later, don't throw it away."
"If you want to eat it, I'll have it delivered to you," Gu Jingting said.
He didn't ask anyone to come over, but cleaned up the mess on the table with his own hands. Song Qiao didn't know what to say, but when she saw his hand reaching for the milk, she stopped.
"Don't throw away the milk." Song Qiao said, "I really wanted to drink it just now."%&(&
She endured the discomfort and reached out to Gu Jingting, "Give me the milk."
Gu Jingting did not move, looking at her white palms raised in the air, the depression in his heart disappeared inexplicably, and he handed the milk to Song Qiao.
"Do you want to open it?" he asked.
Song Qiao nodded, "Okay, I'm sorry to trouble you."
The milk was in a glass bottle. Gu Jingting took it, unscrewed the lid, and put a straw in. When he saw Song Qiao lying flat on his back, he was a little dissatisfied.
"If you drink like this, you'll choke." Gu Jingting said.
Hearing this, Song Qiao struggled to sit up, "Then I'll sit up and drink."
She clearly felt that by doing this, she extinguished Gu Jingting's anger a lot. Whether it was the hidden thoughts in the milk or trying to calm Gu Jingting's anger, Song Qiao had to drink the milk.
"No need." Gu Jingting shook his head.
He put the milk next to him and said, "Since you can't eat anything, just lie down and rest."
"But……"
"No buts."
Gu Jingting spoke concisely and to the point, and lay down on Song Qiao.
Song Qiao couldn't move, so she could only watch him busy in front of her. After a while, she saw that Gu Jingting's face seemed less serious than at first, so she asked tentatively, "Are you still angry now?"
Gu Jingting turned around, "Are you still worried that I will be angry?"
Song Qiao was inexplicably embarrassed. She rubbed the corner of the quilt with her fingers. She didn't know how to answer. After a long time, she said, "Well, it was me who caused it after all."
She thought there was nothing wrong with this sentence, but she didn't know where Gu Jingting was offended.
He suddenly laughed and said, "So, you still know how to coax people?" He looked at Song Qiao with deep eyebrows and said, "Why didn't I see before that you have this awareness?"
Before this, Song Qiao was just jumping on Gu Jingting's thunderous spot, and didn't care about his life or death at all.
Gu Jingting didn't expect that his temperament would change after something happened and he was hospitalized.
Song Qiao was at a loss for words. After all, he was the one who did these things before, and now he had no room to argue.
She thought for a long time and decided to tell the truth, "When I fell off the cliff, I thought I was dead this time, so I thought about many things in an instant."
Gu Jingting's stern eyebrows stiffened.
He frowned slightly.
"What happened with Gu Dajing has already happened." Song Qiao whispered, "Actually, even if I really find the evidence, I can't do anything to you."
As long as Gu Jingting is willing, he will naturally have thousands of ways to take it out and make it clean.
Thinking of this, Song Qiao also felt that his previous persistence was a bit ridiculous. There was no use in finding evidence. It was just to prove that Gu Dajing's accident was related to Gu Jingting.
What about behind?
Thinking about it now, Song Qiao felt very confused.
She said, "I have been thinking a lot just now and realized that I actually just want to find out the truth of the whole thing, why did you attack him."
Why, of course if you stay with that identity, something will happen sooner or later?
I just didn't expect that something would go wrong.
Originally, in Gu Jingting's imagination, Song Qiao would need some time to accept after seeing what happened to Gu Dajing, and then he would find the right time to spread negative news about that identity to Song Qiao's ears.
After she knew who that person was, she would slowly give up.
But he never expected that Song Qiao would meet the bodyguard who took action at that time.
Countless thoughts went through Gu Jingting's mind. For a moment, he wanted to explain the whole thing to Song Qiao. Although she would be angry when the time came, it would be more appropriate than leaving her life in the middle.
As the words came to his lips, Gu Jingting began to hesitate again.
In the silence, Song Qiao thought that Gu Jingting was unwilling to tell her, and her last hope was shattered. Her eyes were a little astringent and she felt very uncomfortable.
Afraid that Gu Jingting would see her miserable appearance, she quickly closed her eyes and said, "I'm a little sleepy, please help me turn off the light."
"Um."
After a long time, the man's faint voice came.
Immediately afterwards, the light in the room dimmed, Song Qiao turned his face inside, and tears silently fell from the corners of his eyes.
The atmosphere, which had only improved slightly, fell to the bottom again.
Song Qiao endured it again and again, and finally said, "You are also very busy at work, so there is no need to stay here every day. You should ask my assistant to come over starting tomorrow."
There was no response to this sentence.
Song Qiao could only hear the footsteps fading away.
…
Song Qiao said she was sleepy at first, just to avoid Gu Jingting, but later she lay down and fell asleep. When she opened her eyes again, it was already bright outside the window.
She looked at the strange yet familiar environment, feeling a little confused.
"Sister Qiaoqiao, you finally woke up." Zhao Gege's voice came, "I have been watching you since morning until now, and I almost thought you fell asleep again, so I planned to call the doctor later."
