Liu Zhiyuan didn't want to hear their voices, so she pulled off the quilt, covered her head and went to sleep.

Pei Xiaoxiao left, and her mood suddenly became heavy.

Song Ling stayed by her side the whole time and after a while he lifted the quilt from her face.

She covered herself with the quilt again.

He frowned and said in a low voice, "Are you worried?"

Liu Zhiyuan didn't want to talk and remained silent for a long time.

Song Ling walked up to her and lifted her quilt again, and saw that her little face was red due to lack of oxygen and her brows were furrowed.

Liu Zhiyuan sighed and suddenly thought of something.

She started to complain, "Uncle, you did this on purpose, didn't you? You deliberately didn't tell me that Duan Zichen was seriously injured, right?"

She felt that the uncle was deliberately concealing the truth, so she spoke in a harsh tone.

In fact, she really had no illusions about Duan Zichen, and their relationship was like a mirror.

Once a crack appears, no amount of repair will help.

She was only worried about him because he saved her.

He blocked a knife for her, and out of respect for life, she was worried about him.

Song Ling looked at her angry eyes, pursed his lips and said nothing.

Liu Zhiyuan was a little worried. "Why don't you say anything? You admitted it, didn't you? You're so stingy!"

Song Ling's expression became increasingly gloomy, and the curve of his lips intensified.

Just at this moment, a young nurse pushed the door open and came in to change Liu Zhiyuan's dressing. She was the same nurse who had given Liu Zhiyuan the injection before.

After seeing Dr. Song, he smiled politely and asked gently, "Dr. Song, the dressing change process will take a little longer. Can you distract your girlfriend? It may be painful."

The little nurse's voice became smaller and smaller as she felt the air around her growing thinner and the doctor's expression growing worse.

She bit her lip impatiently.

Did she say something wrong? No, really not!

Just when she was embarrassed and didn't know what to do, Dr. Song suddenly turned around and threw three words at her: "I can't."

He turned and left.

The little nurse was so frightened that her liver was shaking.

Did the two of them have a fight?

After Song Ling left, Liu Zhiyuan looked downcast and indignant.

Before she could lose her temper, he turned and left.

Is he so petty?

The young nurse put down the medical tray tremblingly and asked tentatively, "Did you have a quarrel with Dr. Song?"

Liu Zhiyuan twitched her lips awkwardly, "No."

Normally, she would respond enthusiastically to such a gentle and lovely little nurse.

But at this moment, she was in a bad mood and didn't want to talk.

The young nurse was also a friendly person. She obviously felt that the atmosphere between the two was not right, but she didn't dare to say much. She just changed the gauze carefully.

The process of sterilizing the gauze is indeed a bit painful.

Liu Zhiyuan clenched her teeth, almost crying in pain, but her mood was even more complicated.

After changing her clothes and packing her things, the nurse pleaded, "Miss Liu, can I ask you for a favor?"

Liu Zhiyuan was at a loss.

"What's up?"

The young nurse took a deep breath and lowered her voice.

"I was careless with my words just now and may have offended Dr. Song. I didn't know you had a fight, so I'd like to ask that after you two make up, I ask you to do me a favor and not transfer me to another department. I'm quite happy working in our department. Is that okay?"

Liu Zhiyuan was a little embarrassed. "Are you overthinking it? Is it really that exaggerated?"

The young nurse had a serious face.

"No, not an exaggeration. Not at all. You may not know that last time a nurse in our department gave Dr. Song a hug, she was transferred to the emergency department the next day. It was really tragic."

Liu Zhiyuan was stunned, remembering the little nurse who hugged Song Ling in the office last time.

The young nurse has been transferred?

Hospital parking lot at night.

The haggard Xiaoxiao leaned against the window and dialed Qiu He's number, her lips trembling with anger.

"Don't you have a brain? I just asked you to kill that bitch Liu Zhiyuan. Why is my Zichen so badly injured now? Explain to me what happened?"

Qiu He had already fallen asleep and felt a little annoyed when he heard the scolding.

But I was afraid of her in my heart, so I could only open my sleepy eyes and explain,

"Xiaoxiao, don't be so excited. Let me explain to you. The situation at that time was beyond my control. That woman was crazy.

Master Duan suddenly rushed out to protect..."

She heard Pei Xiaoxiao's rapid breathing on the phone and quickly changed her tone.

"Young Master Duan suddenly rushed out. That crazy woman was completely irrational and naturally out of control."

"Idiot! Weren't you hiding in the dark? When you saw that something was wrong, why didn't you stop it?" Pei Xiaoxiao cursed in frustration.

When Qiu He thought of this scene, he felt a chill in his heart.

She stammered, "The scene was too chaotic. I'm a girl, how could I dare to stop her? The crazy woman was really crazy, and she wouldn't show mercy even if I tried to stop her."

Also, I remember you said you wanted to secretly film videos. If I rushed out to stop you, wouldn't I be exposed? I hid in the dark and helped you film those videos. Didn't you say they might be useful? How dare I neglect them?

Pei Xiaoxiao gnashed her teeth in hatred.

"Idiot! It depends on the situation! Zichen was almost stabbed to death, can't you just act according to the circumstances? Besides, there's no evidence in this matter. If you rush out to stop it, it will be considered a fight at best, and that crazy woman won't even recognize you. What are you afraid of?"

Qiu He took a deep breath.

"I didn't think that much at the time."

She really didn't think too much about it and didn't take it seriously.

She thought Duan Zichen was strong and wouldn't die from being stabbed twice.

Who knew that Xiaoxiao would tell me that Duan Zichen was seriously injured.

"Qiu He, you are a brainless woman. I warn you, if Zichen can't wake up this time, you will be the first to be buried with him." Pei Xiaoxiao warned viciously.

What bad thing had she done to choose Qiu He, a brainless woman?

Qiu He felt a chill on her head and felt very wronged.

"This is not my fault. If you want to blame someone, blame that bitch Liu Zhiyuan. If Master Duan hadn't rushed out to protect Liu Zhiyuan, he wouldn't have been injured. I shouldn't be the first one to be buried..."

Pei Xiaoxiao roared, "I know, you were the first to be buried, and Liu Zhiyuan was the second."

Qiu He was angry but dared not speak out.

Pei Xiaoxiao was so angry that her heart was twisted and she hung up the phone angrily, "Idiot!"

Qiu He threw the phone aside and said angrily, "With such a bad temper, even if Master Duan wakes up, he will probably be angry with you!"

Pei Xiaoxiao held the steering wheel and took deep breaths again and again.

The panic and anger in my heart cannot be calmed down.

She never thought that designing this drama would hurt Zichen.

If Zichen didn't wake up, she really didn't know what to do.

Thinking of Duan Zichen's pale face and weak appearance, she gritted her teeth and slapped herself twice.

Song Ling turned and left, never returning to the ward.