After hesitating for a while, I finally mustered up the courage to speak again:
"Wanwan, can you tell me what I should do to make you forgive me? If you really can't forgive me, please tell me what I should do to make you feel better?"
"Answer me first, when is the surgery?"
Song Xingwan was worried that Huo Yunting was too stubborn and kept delaying the surgery, so she asked him directly.
Huo Yunting pursed his lips. He originally planned to arrange everything for Song Xingwan before performing the surgery.
Seeing her so anxious, he immediately changed his mind:
"tomorrow."
"You're not lying to me?"
"I swear, I will never lie to you again." Huo Yunting hurriedly pulled out Fu Yunque's business card and said in a cryptic tone:
"I'll call the attending physician right now and have him come over to discuss the surgical plan."
"good."
Looking at his anxious and uncertain appearance, Song Xingwan felt no ripples in her heart.
From the moment she decided to leave him, she was already prepared to let him go completely.
The only reason I'm still willing to visit him in the hospital is out of consideration for our past acquaintance; I just hope he can live a good life...
Outside the ward.
Seeing Ling Mo turn to leave, Qin Beiming quickly followed and asked in a soft voice:
"Are you still angry?"
"..."
“It’s late, how about I take you home first? You don’t need to worry about Song Xingwan, I’ll have Xiao Jiu and the others keep an eye on A Ting, and they’ll definitely not let him do anything reckless.”
"Can I have some peace and quiet?"
Ling Mo was intently observing the surroundings, preparing to sneak into the archives to carefully check the records of her mother's hospitalization, and had no intention of paying attention to Qin Beiming.
"good."
Qin Beiming was not a talkative person to begin with, and realizing that he might have bothered her, he kept quiet and followed her at a distance.
Coincidentally, as the two of them passed by the operating room door one after the other, the door was pushed open from the inside.
As Liang Feifan lay flat on the hospital bed and was wheeled out of the operating room by a group of medical staff, the effects of the anesthetic in his body had worn off. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Ling Mo and Qin Beiming standing at the entrance of the corridor, staring at him coldly.
What he found even more unacceptable was the look Qin Beiming gave him, which was clearly mocking, as if he were ridiculing his current predicament.
"Die! Die!"
Enraged, Liang Feifan clenched his fists, seething with hatred.
Mrs. Liang, oblivious to Qin Beiming and Ling Mo, quickly spoke up to calm Liang Feifan's unusually agitated emotions:
"Son, don't get agitated. The doctor said that keeping your emotions stable will help with recovery. The Ling family is awful; I just took some men to teach them a lesson. If the police hadn't arrived in time, I would have beaten that little bitch Ling Tian to death."
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