During this time, Song Zhiyi has not been sleeping well.

But her work must ensure adequate rest, so when her sleep is not good, Song Zhiyi will use drugs to help her sleep.

However, if it is severe to a certain extent, it may not be too effective to take medicine.

Seeing that Song Zhiyi was silent and did not speak, An Ran pursed her lips and asked softly.

"Doctor Song, do you know any medications that can help you sleep?"

"Mr. Gu has seen a lot of doctors during this time, but none of them seem to be very effective."

Song Zhiyi pursed her lips and said in a light tone, "If the drugs prescribed by those doctors don't work well, I still suggest that Mr. Gu go to see his mental health, and he needs someone to enlighten him."

An Ran listened to Song Zhiyi's words, the expression on his face was a little solemn, and he said helplessly.

"Mr. Gu's character, you should also know that he is afraid that he will not go to a psychiatrist."

Song Zhiyi did not answer again.

The elevator door opened, Song Zhiyi took the lead and walked out, and thanked An Ran when she left.

An Ran looked polite, and wanted to say something, but seeing that Song Zhiyi was in a hurry, as if she didn't want to have anything to do with Gu Jinyan, the expression on her face was a little helpless, and she couldn't help sighing.

If Song Zhiyi is unwilling to come forward to help Gu Jinyan, Gu Jinyan's illness will never be better.

When Song Zhiyi returned home, Shi Qingling was still as usual, ending the class on time and leaving.

"Miss Jin, I need to go back to Cloud City recently, and I need to ask you for a period of time."

Song Zhiyi heard Shi Qingling's words, nodded, and hurriedly agreed.

"Okay."

"Is the situation in your house a little better?"

Shi Qingling shook his head slightly, sighed, and said softly.

"It's because my mother's condition has deteriorated that I need to go back and check it out."

Song Zhiyi frowned slightly when she heard this, comforted Shi Qingling for a few words, and then watched Shi Qingling leave.

After Shi Qingling left, Song Zhiyi called Jin Wenchen and asked Jin Wenchen to arrange an authoritative doctor to accompany Shi Qingling back to Yuncheng to visit.

After all, Shi Qingling was just an ordinary college student, and she was inadvertently involved in their affairs, and Song Zhiyi's heart was also very unhappy, so she could only use these things to make up for her.

Jin Wenchen heard Song Zhiyi's words and said seriously.

"I've got it all arranged."

"I can still handle this bit of human relationship, you don't have to worry."

When Song Zhiyi heard Jin Wenchen's words, she raised her eyebrows slightly, and then mentioned the incident in the hospital today.

Jin Wenchen's tone immediately became serious.

"Tomorrow I'll arrange for some more people to step up their precautions."

"I'll buy you a car, and you'll drive to and from work."

"My men will follow you."

Song Zhiyi pursed her lips and said softly.

"Uncle, don't be so nervous, I'll protect myself."

"Besides, Gu Jinyan should have also arranged for someone to protect me during this time, so you don't have to worry too much about the situation on my side."

If Song Zhiyi didn't guess wrong, An Ran should have been by her side for a while now.

With An Ran by her side, Song Zhiyi suddenly felt solid in her heart for some reason.

At the same time, thinking of what An Ran said about Gu Jinyan's serious insomnia, I couldn't help but feel a little worried in my heart.

Late at night.

When Song Zhiyi was about to take medicine to help sleep, she suddenly thought of Gu Jinyan, who had probably not slept at this point in time.

She frowned slightly, looked at the medicine in her hand, a trace of hesitation flashed in her eyes, and finally took the medicine box and walked out of the door.