Sun Jieyun smiled in her eyes, looking at Song Zhiyi warmly, obviously without the slightest hostility on her face, but her words were aggressive.

Song Zhiyi couldn't help but stop and looked sideways at Sun Jieyun.

"Mrs. Gu is too worried."

"Is there only one man left in this southern city, Gu Jinyan? As long as it's a woman, you want to break your head and marry him? ”

Six years ago, she may have had the idea.

But six years later, she didn't have the slightest idea.

She indifferently withdrew her gaze and walked away.

She had only taken two steps before she stopped.

I saw Gu Jinyan standing not far away with a cold face, obviously having heard the conversation she had just had with Sun Jieyun.

Song Zhiyi pursed her red lips lightly, and a touch of discomfort flashed in her eyes, but she soon calmed down.

Even if he hears it, it doesn't matter.

Gu Jinyan saw Song Zhiyi's calm appearance, her deep black eyes sank, she endured all the displeasure, and spoke coldly.

"Junting wants to see you."

Song Zhiyi frowned slightly, and finally changed into a sterile gown and entered Gu Junting's ward.

Gu Junting was lying on the hospital bed and seemed to be in good condition.

Seeing Song Zhiyi come in, Gu Junting's handsome little face immediately brought joy.

"Doctor Song."

Song Zhiyi nodded, walked to Gu Junting's hospital bed and stopped.

"Next, you just need to get some rest."

Gu Junting nodded obediently, hearing that Song Zhiyi had also suffered some pain in order to donate bone marrow to him, his black and white apricot eyes immediately looked at Song Zhiyi seriously.

"Doctor Song, you should also have a good rest."

"I'm going to recover."

Song Zhiyi resisted the urge to reach out and rub his head, and smiled gently.

"Hmm."

"You're going to recover."

Such a cute and well-behaved child, if it was her child, it would be great.

When Song Zhiyi thought so in her heart, she was taken aback by her own thoughts.

It didn't take long for her to shake the idea out of her mind.

Gu Junting saw that Song Zhiyi's condition was not very good, so he immediately waved his hand at Song Zhiyi.

"Doctor Song, you should have a good rest when you get home."

"I'll rest too."

Song Zhiyi nodded seriously and chatted with Gu Junting for a few words, and she was very patient to calm his emotions. It wasn't until she watched him drift off to sleep that she left the sterile ward.

All the people in the Gu family were waiting outside Gu Junting's ward, and the Song family was left with only Song Xuewei and Master Song.

When Song Xuewei saw that the second person Gu Junting wanted to see was not her, she was extremely jealous in her heart, but she still held back all her displeasure, looked at Song Zhiyi, and asked with a concerned face.

"How's Junting doing?"

She grabbed Song Zhiyi's hand anxiously, and the force in her hand was extraordinarily hard.

Song Zhiyi twisted her eyebrows and shook off Song Xuewei's hand.

Song Xuewei didn't stand firm, stumbled a few steps and almost fell to the ground, but fortunately, she was finally helped by Master Song so that she didn't fall.

"Zhiyi, you ......"

Song Xuewei looked at Song Zhiyi blankly, with a little puzzlement in her eyes.

It seems that she doesn't understand why Song Zhiyi is suddenly full of malice towards her.

Master Song looked at Song Zhiyi with a reproachful face, with a slight dissatisfaction in his eyes, but he didn't babble like Mrs. Song, but said in a deep voice.

"Zhiyi, at this time, can't you let go of your daily grievances?"

Song Xuewei grabbed the hand that Song Zhiyi drew blood from just now.

Song Zhiyi lifted her sleeves expressionlessly, only to see that there was a bruise on it, and several nail marks were particularly obvious.