Duan Hanshuang's brows furrowed, and a wave of dissatisfaction welled up, and now she didn't have the extra mood to joke.

This time, he didn't give him a roll of his eyes or say anything scaremongering like before, but just sighed heavily, went to bed and lay on his side, "Whatever you want, you can do whatever you want, it has nothing to do with me."

The two waited quietly for the night to fall, and the sky was still as dim as usual, revealing the last hint of orange in the sunset.

As time gradually swallows up the night, the night is illuminated like day by the neon lights of the high-rise buildings everywhere.

Day and night, year after year, it seems that nothing has changed, but it is true that everything has changed.

Overnight, she experienced finding her biological father, and the next second losing him forever.

Even if you play a game, the experience card for the new skin is longer than this, right?

Why can't she listen to her father call her good daughter? At the time of parting, he didn't even say a word.

Duan Hanshuang only saw tears in the corners of his eyes.

Does it mean that he heard it or regretted not being able to say goodbye in the end?

In the middle of the night, she had a nightmare, and when she woke up, she was greeted by a handsome face that had been magnified, looking at her with concern.

"Nightmare?"

Song Yin wiped the thin sweat on her forehead, and pursed her lips very distressedly: "Let's drink some water first."

Duan Hanshuang took the water, a little surprised: "Could it be that I have had a nightmare for a long time?"

The water was still warm, as if it had just been boiled.

Song Yin nodded heavily, "Hmm."

"Eat something, huh? You haven't eaten in the evening."

Song Yin didn't seem to want her answer, and directly opened the box on the table, and the fragrance inside immediately spread, steaming.

It's not so much that I didn't eat at night, it's that I haven't eaten much all day today.

Originally, she was going home to sleep, but because Song Yin took one step at a time, she still chose to occupy the ward to sleep very rudely.

But now she's going back.

"I won't eat it," Duan Hanshuang lifted the quilt, and his voice was hoarse when he first woke up: "I want to go home, you don't have to follow me, I'll see you directly at the crematorium tomorrow, and then you want to follow me."

She hasn't contacted the crematorium yet, and she'll have to deal with her dad in a few days.

Such a lonely thing, Song Yin would not allow her to do it alone.

As soon as he took off his white coat, he was covered by a wall, and even the incandescent light above his head was blocked.

"No!" A deep and very calm voice sounded, with a non-negligible sound, and the expression could not be refused.

As soon as Bo Yunxiu in front left, a Song Yin came from behind, what kind of joke is God playing with her?

How can she, a little doctor, let two big presidents do this and that for her?

Duan Hanshuang only felt that he was not worthy, they were all excellent, although he was not bad, but he was not a person from the world, no matter how strong he was, he was reluctant.

Duan Hanshuang's eyes were red, and she looked up at him, her eyes were clearly extinguished, and Song Yin couldn't figure out what she was thinking.

But the next second it was clear -

"You're annoying, you can't change anything for me by doing this, I don't want to see you, please disappear in front of me!"

She was speaking ill of herself, trying to say something sad to drive him away.

Duan Hanshuang's hand at the bottom of his sleeve was clenched into a fist, as if he was making a fist and a mouth who was harder.

"Do you think you're going to move me and fall in love with you by doing this? Didn't I say I couldn't like you?"

Whether it really won't change, Song Yin has seen it in his eyes, and this answer has already been revealed.

When she was on the rooftop, she didn't reject herself, even more so when she got along with each other on a daily basis.

When she said this, Song Yin's heart was still hit hard, and today he can be regarded as exploring a new field, and his heart aches.

"Put you away

Moved by self-righteousness, you are not me, how do you know that my heart is originally made of iron! I, Duan Hanshuang, am such a person who is so indifferent to the core! My dad died, and I'm still so calm now! I don't have a heart at all!"

"I see you repulsed, I hate you so much! I want you to die!"

After speaking, her hands were already trembling, but because they were blocked by the white coat, the expression on her face was still impeccable.

Song Yin didn't say a word, staring at her face tightly.

Duan Hanshuang greeted him senselessly, and after a while, Song Yin loosened his expression, put aside the body that was blocking her, and turned to leave.

The light of the incandescent lamp poured down without shelter, and she felt a little uncomfortable for a moment, and her brow couldn't help but wrinkle.

She had never felt the lights in the hospital room so harsh.

The ward was completely calm, and there was no noise around it, because the high-rise wards were all soundproof glass, and even the distant traffic could not be heard.

Duan Hanshuang gradually let go of his hand, and just when he moved his steps, he found that his feet were as heavy as lead, and he felt that he had used all his strength when he walked to the sofa.

She sat down on the sofa and closed her eyes to see everything that happened today, as well as Song Yin's disappointed eyes at her.

As if to say, it turns out that all the efforts I have made these days have been in vain.

Duan Hanshuang tugged at the corners of his mouth, bent his legs, and buried his head in his arms.

After a while, a low whimper sounded in the room.

"Why, why am I going through this?"

At the age when she was full of everything about love, she was inhumanly devastated, and when her career was the most prosperous and proud, she finally thought that the bitterness was coming, and her father died as soon as they recognized each other.

She sometimes really envies Xi Mingyue, at least she still has a grandfather who heals her, and a complete home, with a lover who loves and tolerates everything about her.

Duan Hanshuang's hands were *** room, tears were like pearls with broken threads, he couldn't stop it, and he cried out helplessly.

"What sins did I do in my last life to bear this?"

The ward had been cleaned up after she was discharged from the hospital today, there was nothing, and when she spoke, she felt an echo.

Her shoulders twitched, and she couldn't stop crying.

Suddenly, a sound of footsteps approached and the door opened.

The man's clear voice mixed with panting, squatted in front of her and held her face, looking at her with eyes full of surprise, he couldn't help but hook his lips.

"I bought you your favorite small rice balls, because there is no canteen at night, I bought it outside, I don't know the taste is different, you eat first."

He didn't help her, he just sat on the ground like her, touched his hand, and looked surprised: "No, you can't sit here, girls can't get cold, it's not good for your health."

"Get up and sit on the couch."

Duan Hanshuang stared at him without blinking, with tears on his face, a look of shock.

It seemed that he couldn't get up without hearing his answer, so Song Yin took the little rice balls apart and put them to her mouth, and said, "I can do this position because of my family background."

"My main business is media, do you think your clumsy acting skills can pass in front of my eyes?"

He pursed his lips disapprovingly, and urged, "Hurry up and eat, it will be cold later, and it won't taste good if it's cold."

He put the spoon against Duan Hanshuang's lips and fed it with one mouth, without giving her a chance to speak.

"At most, you are a good-looking anchor under my branch, and the drill or something is really stretched."

"You don't have to say anything, I can almost guess what you want to say, I'll review it for you!"

"Song Yin, what I said is the truth, whether you believe it or not, I can't like you, I won't be before, I won't be now, and I won't be in the future! You don't follow me! Don't let me annoy you more!"

He learned Duan Hanshuang's tone and said a lot of words, and the more Duan Hanshuang listened, the more awkward he felt.

"Alright, don't talk about it!" She was low

The head, like a child who has made a mistake, still has a temperament that does not admit defeat in his tone.

"Okay, I'll stop talking, let's go!"

"Where are you going?"

Song Yin nodded at the thin watch on his wrist and said disapprehantly, "What do you think?"

Duan Hanshuang: "?"

"Of course, I'm sending you home to rest!"

"But I'm going to follow because I like you, and I don't want you to be in any danger."

Duan Hanshuang's brows furrowed slightly, and he hesitated and said, "Song Yin, I'm not worth it for you to do this."

Song Yin: "But I did it anyway, what can you do with me?"

Duan Hanshuang wanted to speak and stopped.

Don't do it.

Song Yin put his hands on her shoulders and stared at her deeply.

The next second, he leaned forward and hugged her.

The person in his arms was slightly stunned, did not struggle, and a smile appeared on Song Yin's face.

"Don't think about it, from beginning to end, I think you're worth it."

His deep tone was like a summer evening breeze blowing across the river, with the biological scent of green plants, fresh and pleasant.

"You pushed me away 10,000 times, I brought you 9,999 small rice balls back to coax you, and the last time I took you away."

"Of course, before I take you away, if you meet someone with whom you can spend your life and you admire him, I will give you the greatest gift at the wedding."

A dark light flashed in Duan Hanshuang's eyes, his brows furrowed, and he stopped talking.

She felt that the words she was about to say were inappropriate, and she couldn't say them.

Song Yin let go of her very measuredly and patted her on the back gently: "Go home."

——

The next day, Duran accompanied Ming Duyun to the hospital to remove the plaster, and when he heard about Duan Hanshuang, he expressed his deep grief and comforted the doctor: "We all know that you did your best, the operation was done cooperatively, don't blame you alone, this kind of thing......

"We can't do anything about being doctors, we fight against death...... When the outcome is decided, we can only minimize the damage and prevent the patient from suffering more."

"Doctor, adjust your mindset."

"I know, but when I see Director Duan, I feel guilty......

The moment the patient's heart rate stopped beating, she admitted that it was the most thrilling of her life's medical career.

She knew that Su Hongyuan had run out of oil and the lamp had dried up, so she had to make the last rescue and let him say goodbye to Duan Hanshuang for the last time.