Chapter 89: Chatting at the Small Blood Bank

After Gu Jin finished the work at hand, she prepared to stay up late to play games like before, and then lie down on the bed to take a nap in the early morning.

Since that incident, she has suffered from severe sleep disorders and has difficulty falling asleep. Even if she falls asleep, she is accompanied by symptoms such as nightmares, so sleeping is torture for her.

She is also a doctor and knows that simply not sleeping is like drinking poison to quench thirst, but she can't do anything

about it. Although she is a legendary doctor, it is difficult for her to treat mental and psychological diseases by herself.

At this time, her mobile phone vibrated. She

took the phone and saw that it was a WeChat message from Gu Yang, with only an audio file.

Gu Jin's eyes paused slightly, and after turning on the audio, a girl's soft and sweet singing voice came from it, accompanied by the light sound of piano and cicadas, like the sound of nature.

It was a lullaby.

Gu Jin's hand holding the phone tightened slightly, and his eyes stared at the words "the other party is typing" without blinking.

Gu Yang: [Sister, you have a good dream~]

Gu Jin stared at the screen in a daze, with thoughts surging in her mind. After a long time, she replied with one word: [Good]

After thinking about it, she was afraid that Gu Yang would think she was aloof, so she sent two more words: [Good dream]

She turned off the computer, turned off the lights, lay on the bed, played the song on repeat, and fell asleep.

Of course, before going to bed, Gu Jin was so mean as to share the audio and screenshots with Feng Jue downstairs.

Gu Jin: [She just sent me this message]

A red exclamation mark appeared next to the message.

[The message has been sent, but was rejected by the other party]

Gu Jin snorted and felt relieved.

Downstairs, in the dark bedroom, the screen was emitting a faint light, faintly reflecting the boy's bright and handsome face.

His knuckles were white as he held the phone, his eyes were fixed on the screen, and there was a stubbornness in his eyes that was deeper than the night.

The girl's soft and gentle singing voice was like flowing water and moonlight, which made people relax unconsciously.

His mood calmed down a little, and he opened Gu Yang's WeChat conversation box. This dialogue box is clean and there has never been any conversation.

The wind sways the bamboo shadows, and the bright moon enters the window.

Gu Yang raised his eyebrows when he saw Gu Jin's reply. He didn't expect that she didn't ask anything.

But with the boss's IQ, he must have known that she was a psychologist, and he might even guess that she was not her original self.

Gu Jin didn't ask, and Gu Yang tacitly didn't mention her sleep disorder.

At this time, the little blood banker Feng Jue sent her a WeChat message.

Feng Jue: [Sister, are you asleep? ]

Gu Yang replied immediately: [No! Jue, what's the matter? ]

The little blood banker has not been led astray by the big villain to become a small villain. She wants to give him enough warmth, compensate him, and lead him on the right path!

Feng Jue: [Nothing, I just can't fall asleep. I watched my sister's live broadcast last night, and now when I close my eyes, my sister is still in my mind. I didn't hear my sister practicing the piano today, I'm a little uncomfortable. Sister, am I disturbing you by sending you a message so late? I'm going to write some five-three, sister, you should go to bed early.]

Gu Yang's heart skipped a beat when she saw the message from Xiao Xueku. Did Xiao Xueku mean that he missed her so much that he couldn't sleep all night?

Oh no, it should be that he missed her lullaby.

Moreover, why did she feel that Xiao Xueku seemed to be more tea-loving than her?

But if these words came from the mouth of that gentle and well-behaved boy, even if they were just tea talk, it would be difficult for people to feel disgusted.

Suddenly, for a moment, Gu Yang understood why many boys like green tea.