Lin Jinrong was a little nervous.

"What? You made an appointment with the doctor? Xiaoxiao, don't be so impulsive. You're still so young. Have you consulted your doctor about the impact of donating your liver? Have you asked all these questions clearly? Also, have you discussed this with your father? Don't make decisions on your own."

Pei Xiaoxiao felt a little annoyed and turned on the hands-free mode. She placed one hand on the steering wheel and rubbed her eyebrows with the other. "How can I care about so many things? If my liver can really save Li Shuzhen, even if it means she lives a few years less, I'm willing to do it."

Lin Jinrong frowned and said anxiously: "Nonsense! You are too young to be so impulsive. Don't be impulsive. Donating a liver is not a joke."

Pei Xiaoxiao frowned irritably.

"Okay, I know what's going on. Don't worry."

"Hey, what do you want to eat tomorrow? I'll make it for you to replenish your body..."

Lin Jinrong was hung up before she could finish her words, and she could only sigh helplessly.

After hanging up the phone, she felt something was wrong and started searching on Baidu about the dangers of donating a liver. Finally, she called the hospital and made an appointment for a matching test.

A week passed and Liu Zhiyuan still couldn't contact Song Ling.

I called him but his phone was turned off, and I sent him text messages but he didn't respond at all.

She was a little angry and went straight to the hospital to find Yaya.

Ask Yaya to help keep track of when Dr. Song will be back.

Yaya and Liu Zhiyuan got along very well before, they were familiar with each other and were willing to help.

On Monday, Yaya called to say that Dr. Song's seminar had ended and he had returned to the hospital.

Liu Zhiyuan went straight to the hospital without eating lunch.

She went straight to his office, which was empty, but his suitcase was there and his phone was on the table.

Liu Zhiyuan picked up his phone and looked at it.

She frowned.

The phone was turned off. Why was he so angry?

She sighed and opened it.

After turning on the phone, a series of text messages came in.

She looked.

It was full of calls she made to him and text messages she sent him.

However, a text message quickly popped up on the screen.

She looked at it, and the contents made her heart sink.

"I miss you."

Just four very simple words.

When Liu Zhiyuan saw these four simple words, she felt as if her chest was blocked by a lump of cotton.

The uncle’s phone has no password, so it is easy to see these four words.

She frowned, looked around carefully, and found a string of unsigned numbers.

There is no other SMS record, only one SMS message.

She held his hand and couldn't help but let her imagination run wild.

There's no name. Is this the woman I just met recently? Why did she send me a text like this right after we met? Are they related?

I heard that men on business trips are most likely to get into trouble, especially Song Ling, a man with great looks and charm.

Although the money is not much, most girls nowadays are attracted by appearance, and there are many examples of men paying for their looks.

The more I thought about it, the more my chest felt tight, and even the air in the office became thinner.

As expected, women cannot have inner demons.

If they have demons, they will spread indefinitely.

She was a little grumpy and stood up and drank a glass of cold water.

She controlled her temper, then sighed, put her phone back, packed her things, and left.

After Song Ling came out of the operating room, he took off his mask and passed by the nurses' station.

Yaya quickly reminded him, "Doctor Song, Mrs. Song is here and has been waiting for you in your office."

Song Ling rubbed his eyebrows tiredly. A ray of light jumped into his deep eyes, but was quickly hidden.

He just said in a deep voice, "I understand."

Although his tone was low, his pace towards the office was obviously quickened.

I opened the office door and found no one inside.

Song Ling's face turned black for a few minutes.

Yaya made a cup of rose tea for Liu Zhiyuan, but when she saw the empty office, she asked in confusion: "Where is Mrs. Song? She told me before that she likes to drink rose tea. I just made it, and she was still there..."

In the evening, Liu Zhiyuan only made dinner for herself. Since she had no appetite, she didn't eat much.

After dinner and taking a shower, she lay on the sofa and watched TV.

She kept telling herself not to care about the text message and not to think about those four words, but she couldn't help but think about them.

Her new husband is not really cheating on her, right?

She can't be that miserable, right? Cheating one after another?

With the remote in hand, she kept changing channels.

Until twelve o'clock, the door lock rang.

Song Ling is back.

He pushed open the door and looked at the empty dining table, his brows furrowed.

Before he came back, Liu Zhiyuan had already turned off the TV and lay down on the sofa with her eyes closed.

Song Ling frowned, his face as cold as the coldest days of winter.

She lay quietly, and he didn't say a word.

The atmosphere was so awkward.

Liu Zhiyuan closed her eyes, her mind still in a mess.

She heard the man's footsteps. The man walked towards the bathroom, and soon the sound of running water was heard from inside.

The sound of water stopped and she heard the man's footsteps again.

But not towards the sofa, but towards the bedroom.

Liu Zhiyuan was upset. He still ignored her? Went straight to the bedroom?

She waited for a while.

She bit her lips in grievance before the man came to the sofa.

This Song Ling is really abnormal.

At first it felt wrong to her because she lied first.

She shamelessly apologized and coaxed him.

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