Chapter 143: Treat Her as a Rival in Love?
Soon this idea was ruled out by Song Xuewei.
The young man in the lead has already confessed, and no one else knows the truth of the matter, so it is absolutely impossible for Song Zhiyi and Gu Jinyan to know all this about her in such a short time.
Besides, the Song family did not really come forward.
Song Xuewei calmed down and looked at Song Zhiyi with a blank face.
"Zhiyi, why are you looking at me like this?"
Song Zhiyi smiled indifferently, withdrew her gaze from Song Xuewei's innocent expression, looked down at Gu Jinyan, and said lightly.
"The ward has been arranged."
Gu Jinyan heard this, nodded slightly, withdrew his gaze from Song Xuewei's body, and looked at Song Zhiyi, "You push me over." ”
An Ming consciously let go of his hand and handed the wheelchair to Song Zhiyi.
Song Xuewei was originally squatting in front of Gu Jinyan, but when she heard his words, she got up from the ground almost immediately and hurriedly walked to the back of the wheelchair.
"I'll do it anyway."
As she spoke, she grabbed the handle of her wheelchair.
Song Zhiyi didn't plan to rob her, so she naturally withdrew her hand.
Song Xuewei pursed her lips, secretly happy that she snatched the wheelchair from Song Zhiyi's hand, but she pushed it, but found that the wheelchair had not moved.
She paused for a moment, only then did she realize that Gu Jinyan was operating in front of her and locked the wheelchair.
The high-end smart wheelchair can lock the wheelchair on the touch screen on the side armrest of the wheelchair and cannot move.
Song Xuewei bit the corner of her lip lightly, the expression on her face was very sad, "Ah Yan......"
Gu Jinyan still didn't give her any face, and glanced at Song Zhiyi on the side.
"Here you go."
Song Zhiyi pursed her red lips lightly and glanced at Song Xuewei lightly.
Song Xuewei gritted her teeth secretly, although she was extremely unwilling in her heart, she still let go of her hand and stood on the side, looking submissive.
Song Zhiyi walked over, reached out and grabbed the handle of the wheelchair, pushed it, and the wheelchair began to walk forward.
This is an automatic wheelchair that can travel automatically even if it does not need to be pushed by a human.
Gu Jinyan gave Song Xuewei a face in public, probably teaching Song Xuewei a lesson in his own way.
Although this punishment is a bit too light, Song Xuewei is careful and arrogant, which is enough for her to be uncomfortable for a while.
Song Xuewei's face immediately turned pale, and she looked extremely pitiful in the eyes of everyone.
You must know that when Song Zhiyi had not returned to China, there were already rumors everywhere that the marriage between Gu Jinyan and Song Xuewei was approaching.
Now that it's only been a few months, Gu Jinyan has changed her feelings, and Song Xuewei is still helpless, and she looks really pitiful if she doesn't cry or make trouble.
Although her medical skills are not good, and she is in the position of management by virtue of her relationship with Gu Jinyan, Song Xuewei is the one who has been let down in terms of feelings, so it can't help but make people feel distressed.
Song Zhiyi quietly pushed Gu Jinyan to his exclusive ward and let go of his hand.
The facilities and decoration of the ward are much more luxurious than that of ordinary wards.
It's just a small one-bedroom apartment.
The little nurse was making the bed, she was in good shape, bending over to arrange the sheets, and when she saw Gu Jinyan coming in, she immediately turned around and greeted respectfully, with delicate makeup painted on her face, and her appearance was also good-looking.
"Mr. Gu, it's been sorted out."
Gu Jinyan's face was expressionless, his eyes did not fall on the little nurse's body from beginning to end, and he replied coldly.
"Let's get out."
The little nurse's self-esteem was slightly hit, but she still nodded, and when she passed by Song Zhiyi, she raised her head and glanced at Song Zhiyi meaninglessly, and then quickly withdrew her gaze and left the ward.
Song Zhiyi raised her eyebrows slightly, her expression was light, but she already knew in her heart that she was a little white flower who admired Gu Jinyan again.
And this little white flower now regards her as a rival in love.