Wu Wenqing looked at the woman standing at the door, and asked with a smile, "Are you here to find Mi Jia?" ”

Zhang Ling smiled a little embarrassedly, and wanted to say something, but opened her mouth but was a little speechless.

Wu Wenqing gave her way, turned around, and said to Mi Jia with a smile, "Mi Jia, your friend came to see you." ”

There was a gap between the door, and the wall blocked Mi Jia's view, and he didn't know that it was Zhang Ling standing outside, so he asked with some curiosity, "Who is it?" ”

Wu Wenqing saw that Zhang Ling was still standing at the door, and said with a smile, "Come in." ”

Zhang Ling still hesitated for a while, but finally walked in, and when she saw Mi Jia lying on the hospital bed, the guilt on her face was even more obviously embarrassed, and she didn't know whether to laugh or say something.

Mi Jia was also a little surprised to see her, remembering what happened yesterday, and the smile that was originally on her lips was suddenly gone.

Wu Wenqing also seemed to see that something was wrong between the two, although he didn't know what misunderstanding there was between the two of them, but he was a guest, and he still smiled and beckoned Zhang Ling to sit down.

Zhang Ling was a little afraid to look at Mi Jia's eyes, avoiding her and handing over the flower and fruit basket in her hand to Wu Wenqing, and only said embarrassedly, "I don't know what to buy, so I bought these." ”

Wu Wenqing smiled at her, reached out to take the things, and said, "You're too polite, you don't need to buy these." As he spoke, he put the fruit basket aside, and then glanced at Mi Jia with his spare eyes, only to see that she was pursing her lips and looking down at her hands, and then at Zhang Ling, she was a little embarrassed and uneasy, chuckled, held the bouquet of flowers and did not put it down, then turned to look at them and chuckled and said, "You guys talk first, I'll go find a vase to cha this flower." ”

Mi Jia didn't speak, and Zhang Ling nodded at her awkwardly.

There were only two people left in the ward, Mi Jia and Zhang Ling, Mi Jia never spoke, in fact, she could guess why Zhang Ling did this, it was nothing more than being threatened, but she really said that she didn't care about this matter at all, she really couldn't do it, she didn't dare to imagine that yesterday, she almost lost her child yesterday.

This awkward atmosphere lasted for a while, and finally Zhang Ling spoke first, "I'm sorry. Looking at Mija, the guilt on her face was real.

Mi Jia still didn't speak, didn't turn her head to look at her, her eyes just looked at her hands fixedly, her lips pursed.

"I know it's too late to say anything, but I really can't help it, she said that if I don't call, she will let the company fire me, my husband He just laid off employees a few days ago, and he was in the batch that was laid off, I really ......" Zhang Ling's eyes were a little red as she spoke, and she was slightly excited, she took a deep breath before continuing, "I really can't live without this job, my son will be ready to go to elementary school next year, so Mi Jia, I'm sorry......"

Tang Xiaomei pressed her very tightly, she really had no way to shirk it, she just hid Mi Jia from her, she didn't know what Tang Xiaomei would do with Mi Jia, but her hostility towards Mi Jia was so obvious, she was always a little uneasy, so she called Gu Xiangdong again after Mi Jia called her last night, because she knew that Gu Xiangdong had always liked Mi Jia, so he wouldn't care about Mi Jia's affairs.

I called Gu Xiangdong later yesterday, only to know that so many things had happened, and she regretted it at the time, but fortunately Mi Jia and the child were fine, otherwise she would not be at ease in her life, so she got up early in the morning and prepared to come over to take a look before going to work.

In fact, she really didn't have the courage to come in at the door just now, no matter how she said this, it was her fault, even if Mijia didn't forgive her, she should be.

"Mijia, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry." Zhang Ling spoke, watching her bow deeply to her, which could be regarded as an expression of her apology.

Mi Jia looked up at her and bit her lip before she spoke, "Sister Zhang, go back, I accept your apology." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Ling looked up at her, and wanted to say something with some excitement, "Mi Jia, are you willing to forgive-"

didn't wait for her to finish, Mi Jia directly interrupted her words and said, "Sister Zhang, I understand your difficulties and your choice, but please also understand me, I really can't act as if nothing has happened, because I almost lost my child because of such a deception." She can accept the apology, but forgiving her is not so generous, she almost lost her child, just thinking about it, she is a little unacceptable.

"I'm sorry." Looking at her, Zhang Ling really didn't know what to say except sorry, in fact, she was prepared for this before she came over, she didn't blame Mi Jia for not forgiving her, because if she was herself, it was estimated that she would not be able to forgive such an approach.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry." Zhang Ling bowed to her guiltily, then raised her head and sniffed to calm her feelings, then looked at Mi Jia and said, "If you need anything, you can still find me." "Even if it seems unlikely.

Mi Jia didn't speak, glanced away from her, her teeth biting her lip tightly, she really didn't have many friends, and now it seemed that there were even fewer.

Seeing that she never spoke, Zhang Ling didn't say anything more, nodded at her, and turned around and walked out of the ward.

Outside the ward, Wu Wenqing stood at the door with a good flower, saw her come out, smiled at her gently, and didn't say anything, Zhang Ling was stunned, only nodded at her, and then left quickly with her bag.

Wu Wenqing came in from outside with flowers, and saw Mi Jia sitting on the bed, tilting her head and looking out of the window.

cleaned up the cabinet next to the hospital bed, put the vase on it, Zhang Ling picked a bouquet of lilies, elegant and beautiful.

"It's blooming so well." Wu Wenqing said with a chuckle, leaning over and smelling the elegant fragrance of the lily.

Hearing this, Mijia turned her head, her eyes fixed on the flowers, but she never spoke.

The lunch was ordered by Wu Wenqing from a restaurant outside, and there was a lot of MSG in that dish, so she couldn't help frowning frequently, so she went back early in the afternoon, ready to go to the market to buy vegetables, and then prepared it at home and sent it to her.

Mi Jia was a little reluctant to let her not have to bother like this, but she insisted that it would be good for her and the baby in her belly, so Mi Jia didn't say more.

After lying in the ward all day, Mi Jia was a little panicked, but fortunately she got out of bed directly and prepared to go downstairs to the garden to sit and walk, so that it was good to breathe fresh air for the baby in her belly.

The elevator stopped on her floor, and the door opened, and there was some surprise that Jiang Chengdong was standing inside.