Duan Hanshuangqi's teeth itched, and he looked at a face full of triumphant smiles close at hand, and he held back a fire in his heart.

The corners of his mouth curled slightly, but there was a strong warning in his eyes.

Duan Hanshuang stared into his eyes and said, "He didn't coerce me, I did it voluntarily."

Song Yishen smiled even more and touched her head, as if he was complimenting her for saying the right thing.

The other end of the phone muttered for a long time before he said, "I want to see you."

"It's too late now," Duan Hanshuang sensed that Song Yi wanted to speak, so he rushed ahead and said, "Tomorrow, I'll talk to Song ...... Yi Shen will go to see you together."

He smiled even brighter when he said this, as if he had picked up the money himself.

She knew that Song Yin must be puzzled, so she was silent again and again, and every sentence was sour and difficult to say in her throat.

"Okay......" a dull voice came from the other end of the phone, "Call me again if you have any questions."

"Now she won't have any problems." Song Yishen made up for it again, "I will take good care of her and won't let her be hurt."

Duan Hanshuang's brows furrowed, wanting to end the topic as soon as possible: "Song Yin is late, you are seriously injured, it's time to rest."

In the end, the phone was hung up by Song Yishen, and Duan Hanshuang's face was colder than the 10,000-year-old ice in the ice cellar.

Song Yishen let out a long sigh as he lay on the bed, not looking like he was about to get up.

"Go back to your room, or shall I go to your room and sleep?"

Song Yishen looked at her and his eyes lit up, and he leaned over at once and asked, "Is it really pretty?"

Hearing this, both of them were stunned for a moment.

Duan Hanshuang just wanted to correct it, but when he thought of something, he changed his words and said, "I mean, if you don't go back to your own room, I'll go to your room to sleep."

Song Yishen's eyes became deeper and deeper, and he lifted her long waterfall-like hair, put it on her fingertips and wrapped it around, "I'll change your name, just call it Qiaoqiao."

"Duan Qiao."

Duan Hanshuang looked at him with a frown, "There is no such clause in the agreement, you don't want to add conditions privately."

"Hehe......" Song Yishen chuckled, "You're not stupid!"

Duan Hanshuang sneered coldly and lifted the quilt.

"Lie down, we'll sleep together tonight, and we'll be in the same room when we get back to Song's house, so you have to get used to it in advance."

"One room, huh?" Duan Hanshuang nodded, hugged the pillow, and pulled out a quilt from the cabinet and spread it on the ground, usually half covered and spread on the ground, wrapped like a cylinder.

Actions are everything.

Song Yishen didn't pity the fragrance and jade at all, but said good night with a smile, turned off the light, and returned to quiet.

After a while, I heard the sound of long, even breathing.

Duan Hanshuang moved and sighed helplessly.

Tomorrow she was going to get her mobile phone back, and she felt uncomfortable when she thought of what she had just said to Song Yin.

She may only have a grateful friendship with Song Yin, but it is definitely not love.

Moreover, he likes a woman who looks the same as himself, and he is just "once difficult to turn the sea into water, except that Wushan is not a cloud".

She wasn't that pretty herself, although she was surprised.

She kept telling herself in her heart that she was just grateful to Song Yin, and she didn't go to anything else.

Duan Hanshuang read it over and over again, and a low voice woke up Song Yishen on the bed.

His resentful voice came, "If you don't want to sleep, let's fight."

Duan Hanshuang didn't bother to take care of it, turned his back to him, and the air returned to quiet.

——

The reason why Song Yin called was because he saw the news, and in the face of Xi Mingyue's questions, he couldn't give any answers.

He himself didn't know why, after only half a day, everything had changed drastically.

When he saw Duan Hanshuang in the early morning, Song Yin obviously became a lot haggard, and when he opened the door, his eyes met each other, and they all gasped

Breath cold.

Chu Luo was already sitting next to him, feeding attentively and seriously, and when he saw someone coming to the door, he smiled like a hostess and said, "You are here!"

"Uncle Zhou, bring two chairs."

Chu Luo looked down and jokingly said to Song Yin, "No, I should have asked Uncle Zhou to move a chair, you see that Dr. Duan and Brother Yi Shen are like glue, and they don't even want to part their hands!"

Song Yin's eyes kept on Duan Hanshuang's face, trying to find a trace of reluctance on her face.

But before the two came, they had already discussed, her purpose was to make Song Yin die, and his purpose might be to see Song Yin feel bad.

"Brother Yin's steak today is really good, can you take another bite?" Chu Luo asked intimately.

Duan Hanshuang frowned slightly, and subconsciously wanted to open his mouth when he received a look of deep oppression from Song Yi.

Duan Hanshuang also glared back, and subconsciously clenched his hand, not because of enthusiasm.

Her hands are not small.

"After debridement and suturing, you can't eat spicy and irritating food and hot food, wait for the beef to be ready to eat, and I'll make a list later for the kitchen maid to pay attention to cooking, which is also conducive to the recovery of the disease."

Chu Luo's hand paused slightly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't hold back slightly, "I'm sorry Brother Yin, I didn't mean to......

"We don't eat steak anymore! It's all because I'm so careless that I don't even know about this......

Duan Hanshuang glanced at him, "Just remember it next time."

Song Yishen suddenly laughed on the side, interrupted Song Yin's long eyes, and hugged her waist, which was more like a declaration of possession in front of him.

"I just like the way you don't give face to others."

Duan Hanshuang: "Many patients' families will make common diseases, and I just subconsciously remind them as a doctor, after all, every patient's family wants the person they care about to recover as soon as possible before they want to give him supplements."

One bite after another, the patient's family pulled Chu Luo's smile back.

"Thank you, Dr. Tuan......"

Song Yin looked at her with an extremely complicated look, hot and irresistible, Duan Hanshuang couldn't respond, turned his head away, met Song Yishen's eyes, and saw himself reflected in his eyes.

She stared, "Duty."

The cold tone couldn't hear any emotion, and Song Yin's hand in the quilt shook and shook.

"You guys go out first, I have something to talk to Duan ...... The doctor said."

His lips were pale, and even against the bleak background of black, white and gray, he could not see a trace of blood, but looked even more haggard.

"What does my brother have to say to my fiancée? If someone else knows about it......

"I'll let you go." Song Yin looked at him unceremoniously and blurted out, the coldness that burst out of his narrow eyes made people shudder.

Chu Luo on the side was frightened, got up in a panic, and left very fearfully.

Before leaving, he gave Song Yishen a look when no one was paying attention.

"Big brother, don't be fierce," Song Yishen chuckled, "I'll leave now."

Duan Hanshuang's brows moved faintly, listening to the door lock falling, and looked at Song Yin.

His thin lips opened slightly, "Don't you have anything to tell me?"

Duan Hanshuang: "No."

"Didn't you?" Song Yin smiled self-deprecatingly: "No, no, no, then I can ask you......

Duan Hanshuang knew what he wanted to ask, but he still waited quietly for him to ask.

"You and Song Yishen have never known each other, I am more familiar with his personality than you, and I know exactly what your personality is, you will not be with him for money, let alone feelings."

He was very sure, his dark pupils were like ink, and there was sadness in the depths, "Doctor Duan, you are very good at expression management, from the moment you entered the door to the present, your biggest expression fluctuation is frowning."

"Although I'm used to it, I can tell that you don't like Song Yishen."

Duan Hanshuang pursed her lips and didn't speak, with an indifferent face.

She made it clear that she was determined not to speak, and in the end, Song Yin softened, with a pale face, in an almost pleading tone: "Tell me...... Why the hell are you...... Why ......"

His hoarse voice was almost incompatible, and Duan Hanshuang only felt like a fish in his throat, and he couldn't open his mouth sourly.

"If you want Bo Yun to cultivate his heart to die, why do you ...... Can't it be me?"

He put his figure to the lowest, Duan Hanshuang's heart suddenly missed a beat, the tip of his nose was slightly sour, and his tightly pursed lips couldn't stop trembling slightly.

She pursed her lips quickly, in order not to let Song Yin see it.

"You are very good to me, and Bo Yunxiu is also very good to me, but if I don't like it, I don't like it," Duan Hanshuang tried to keep his voice controlled steadily, and his raised eyes showed coldness: "Do you understand?"

Song Yin shook his head, "You don't like Song Yishen either, you are acting at most."

He used a declarative sentence, "But...... Why can't it be me?"

"You don't have to go into this question, I can't give you an answer here," she pointed to her heart, a tear welling up in her eyes, "I'll never give you what you want...... Affectionate, even if there is no Song Yishen, we ...... Neither can we."

"I can leave everything behind and go with you, can't that?"

Duan Hanshuang's eyelashes trembled slightly, "From the beginning, you have liked me, this is not a coincidence, this is inevitable."

She said word by word, "Because you love Chu Qiao deeply."

Listening to what Chu Luo said, the relationship between the two of them is far from being comparable to Song Yishen.

If the scandal starts after the end of each other, then the two people are likely to still have each other in their hearts, because they can't forget each other when they are separated, so they are anxious to find a new love instead.

Song Yin's eyes were slightly red, and tears appeared in his eyes.

"You don't have to pretend not to admit it, I know it, I've seen the photos too, it's really similar, if I didn't know it, I would have thought it was me."

Song Yin was overwhelmed with grief, "I admit it, at first...... I've looked at you a few more times because you're pretty, but since I've seen you standing with Bo Yunxiu at the rockery......

"I really want you to be happy, but I've always known that you're you, and pretty is pretty and I'm with pretty ...... I'll never be able to go back...... Just like you and your father, the living have to look forward, she is a lively and sassy girl, and she will not want to see me immersed in the grief of losing her all the time."

Or rather, never really owned.

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