This sentence was so sad that Song Zhiyue didn't know how to answer it, and Wang's mother was silent.

Under the persuasion of Wang Ma and Song Zhiyue, Su Wansheng still drank less than half a bowl of chicken soup.

When they finished eating, Wang Ma packed up the thermos bucket and left.

Tomorrow is the weekend and there is no need to go to work, so Song Zhiyue still stays in the hospital to accompany Su Wansheng.

Song Zhiyue took the lead and talked about what happened in college.

Time passed quickly, and it was more than eleven o'clock after chatting.

Su Wansheng reminded her: "It's late, you should go back." ”

"It's okay, I won't be at work tomorrow anyway."

Speaking of the past, Song Zhiyue looked excited.

And she saw Su Wansheng occasionally laughing, and wanted to chat with her for a while to make her happier.

Since she returned to China, she has never seen Su Wansheng smile again.

She stayed for nearly an hour, and when she saw that it was really not early, she got up with her bag.

Su Wansheng said: "You are a girl's house, it's too late and it's not safe, why don't you let Feng Chen pick you up?" ”

"It's okay, you don't have to worry, I'm leaving."

Song Zhiyue waved at her and left

After she left, Su Wansheng yawned sleepily, she got up to close the window, and then sat back on the side of the hospital bed and fell asleep on her stomach.

The hospital was quiet in the dead of night, and there was no sound at all.

The hallway was empty, with a hint of human coolness.

A nurse in a white coat came to Lu Zhenming's ward, and she gently unscrewed the door of the ward.

Seeing that Su Wansheng was the only one in the ward, and she was already asleep, she walked in lightly and closed the door of the ward with her hand.

She walked to Su Wansheng's hospital bed, glanced at Lu Zhenming, who was like a dead man, and then looked at Su Wansheng.

She wore a white mask, and her exposed eyes were full of hatred.

Seeing that Su Wansheng was sleeping deeply, she took out a fruit knife.

Su Wansheng slept with half of her face on her arm, and the bright light of the blade stabbed her eyes, and her eyelashes blinked and opened her eyes.

She felt a sense of danger, and when she turned her head, she saw a nurse standing behind her.

In the nurse's hand, she held a fruit knife with a cold glow.

She was startled and quickly stood up: "Who are you?" ”

Shan Jingjing didn't expect her to wake up, and after panicking, she calmed down and smiled coldly at her: "Go to the Hades Palace and ask!" ”

"Shan Jingjing!" Su Wansheng heard her voice, and her pupils shrank suddenly.

Shan Jingjing clenched the fruit knife in her hand and pounced.

Su Wansheng dodged to the side, and before she could recover from her breath, Shan Jingjing came towards her again.

"Someone! Help," she shouted, raising her voice.

In the corridor outside, no one passed by, and the VIP ward was better soundproofed, and the nurse on duty was at the nurse's station, and no one could hear her shouting.

Su Wansheng stared at her in a panic: "Shan Jingjing, don't make mistakes again and again, although you killed Mr. Zhao, you can still come out after a few years in prison, if you kill me again, you will be sentenced to death." ”

Shan Jingjing laughed wildly: "It's obvious that you killed her, and you still want to rely on me, you have forced me to this point, so you all deserve to die!" ”

Su Wansheng felt that she had lost her mind, and her speech began to be reversed.

"You calm down, as long as you take the initiative to turn yourself in, you will definitely be sentenced to a few years less. What you are doing now is knowing the law and breaking the law, and if you really do this, you will definitely spend the rest of your life in prison, you have to think clearly. ”