Liang Zhaomu smiled lightly and replied, "I really don't need you to accompany me, I just went to the hospital to visit." ”

The three of them left the mall and went to Xu Chi's company to pick up the car.

Gu Qingzhou said hello to Liang Zhaomu, and drove back to Xingchen Film and Television.

Nanyue didn't want to stay near Xu Chi's company for long, lest she run into Xu Chi and his blind date again, and after saying goodbye to Liang Zhaomu, she drove home.

Liang Zhaomu drove to the central hospital and bought two fruit baskets and two nutritional products near the hospital.

Liang Zhaomu carried his things and went to visit Song Xia first.

Song Xia had just eaten lunch and was sitting in the ward reading a book, when she heard a knock on the door, she replied softly, "Please come in." ”

Liang Zhaomu pushed open the door and walked in, Song Xia turned his head and glanced at it, his beautiful and clear eyes couldn't help but light up, and he asked in a very happy tone: "Zhaomu, why did you come to the hospital?" Don't you have to go to the crew to film today? ”

Liang Zhaomu put down the fruit basket and nutritional products, and replied with a smile: "I haven't arranged my role in the past two days, I went to shoot an advertisement in the morning, and I came to the hospital in the afternoon when I was free to take a look at you and my father." ”

Song Xia lowered his eyebrows and glanced at the fruit basket and nutritional products, "You just need to come, why do you still take things?" I don't lack anything on my side. ”

Liang Zhaomu walked to Song Xia's side and sat down, and patted her shoulder gently, "It's just some fruits and supplements, you are not in good health now, you need to supplement your nutrition well, and your body will get better if your physique gets better." ”

Song Xia put down the book in his hand, raised his hand and hugged Liang Zhaomu, and said in a sincere tone: "I'm sorry, Zhaomu, I've caused you trouble and made you worried." ”

Liang Zhaomu shook his head lightly and replied: "The two of us have known each other for more than ten years, so don't say such kind words to me, these are what I should do." ”

Liang Zhaomu looked at Song Xia carefully and asked with concern, "How is your body now?" What did the doctor say? ”

Song Xia barely pulled out a smile arc, her originally fair face was pale like a fragile piece of paper, and she replied: "The condition has not continued to deteriorate, which is good news, the doctor asked me to rest more and actively accept chemotherapy." ”

Liang Zhaomu thought for a few seconds, and said tentatively, "Is your medical expenses enough?" If it's not enough, just tell me, I've recently received advertising and promotion, and I've been paid a decent amount of money, which should be enough for you for a while. ”

Song Xia gently squeezed Liang Zhaomu's palm and replied: "You don't have to worry about this problem, I still have medical expenses, and you have a lot of places to spend money on hand, and there are places to use money at work." ”

"Besides, isn't your dad also sick and hospitalized? I also know the situation in your family, alas, it's all up to you alone, and it's not easy for you. ”

Song Xia's understanding and consideration made Liang Zhaomu's heart warm, and after all, someone still understood her.

Liang Zhaomu said with a smile: "Okay, don't worry about me, you have to maintain an optimistic attitude, so that it is conducive to physical recovery." ”

After chatting with Song Xia for a while, Liang Zhaomu went to visit Liang Haohai with another fruit basket and nutritional products.

When Liang Zhaomu entered Liang Haohai's ward, Liu Wenliu and Liang Yurou were chatting.

Seeing Liang Zhaomu walk in, the two didn't even raise their eyelids.