Dear Mr. Shi

Song Qinghuan felt that she was going crazy. She couldn't help resisting the cold when she lifted her fist and beat her, her sharp voice screamed: "Shi Yuhan, you bastard, I'm really blind, I'm really blind!"

Chen Tian and Liu Yuan who were next to them were shocked and came up in a hurry, seeming to want to pull her away.

However, Shi Yuhan's calm and cold gaze was abruptly stopped.

Chen Tian and Liu Yuandong froze, looking at each other with difficulty, and finally looked at Song Qinghuan with a bewildered expression: "Madam!"

"Shut up, don't bark!!" Song Qinghuan had collapsed.

She glared at them fiercely and looked at Shi Yuhan desperately: "Shi Yuhan, I hate you. I have never hated a person so much or hated a person so much... No matter how noble and elegant you are on the surface, you have the same bones. It’s disgusting, because you have no heart. Jin Lin is right. You really have no heart. Your heart was eaten by a dog. Do you know how disgusting I am now? Just like that rotting corpse just now, disgusting Extremely!!!"

The intense sourness burst, Song Qinghuan couldn't help it anymore and screamed.

Perhaps she was very excited. After she finished roaring, she fainted, and her body collapsed on Shi Yuhan.

A sharp heartache spread in his chest, Shi Yuhan had a handsome face, still expressionless, as if he hadn't been affected in any way.

But only she knew that he, like her, was about to collapse.

But this scene must be carried out, and it went coldly and ruthlessly.

Just like at this moment, no matter how distressed he is and want to hug her up, he still has to hold it back, and then tells Chen Tian, ​​with such an impatient tone: "Pull her away from me and send her to the hospital!"

If this is not the case, no one will believe that there is no relationship between her and him, let alone that she has no weight in his heart.

In this way, the curtain ended perfectly.

The quiet ward was filled with the smell of disinfectant.

When Song Qinghuan woke up, it was already night, staring at the white ceiling for a long time, and she couldn't remember what happened before she fell into a coma.

There was a voice: "Qinghuan, you are awake!"

Song Qinghuan moved her eyes in a daze, and saw Mei Jun. She was a little surprised: "Mei Jun, why are you here?"

Mei Jun flattened his mouth: "When I called you, a man answered the phone and said that you were in the hospital, and then I came. What happened to you, why did you pass out and go to the hospital?"

"Maybe it's too tired!" When Mei Jun called her, she had calmed down and remembered everything that happened before she fainted.

However, she did not want to say.

"Then, is your body better?" Her voice was very soft, very concerned, as if she was afraid of disturbing Song Qinghuan.

Song Qinghuan nodded, "It was okay. If it weren't for the night, I would like to be discharged now."

Mei Jun said lightly: "Now take a good rest. I will help you with the discharge procedures tomorrow morning."

Song Qinghuan moved her position: "It's very cold, don't sit down, let's lie down for a while!"

Jun Mei was not welcome, taking off his shoes and lay down.

Vaguely aware of Song Qinghuan's face, there was a touch of sadness and a touch of complicated entanglement. She felt that she should not ask about some things, but she was worried about Song Qinghuan.

The more she watched, the more she felt distressed. She couldn't help it, and said lightly: "Qinghuan, I know there are some things you don't want to tell me. It's not that you don't believe me or treat me as a good friend. On the contrary, it is because of you. Treat me as a good friend, so I don’t want to trouble me, but in fact, good friends are not afraid of trouble."