C127 (1/2)
In the resting room of the hospital, Song Qiting sat on the sofa and chair, no one could tell what he was thinking. His deep eyes were fixated in front of him, his cold face was unmoved at all.
Due to drawing too much blood and not having had a good rest, Yu Yifei had already eaten something and was asleep.
He looked straight at Yu Yifei, and at this moment, he suddenly felt that he couldn't see through her at all. Perhaps the one that had changed wasn't Yu Yifei, but himself.
Song Qiting felt apologetic. Since he had already decided to let go, then he should wholeheartedly treat Yu Yifei in the future. After all, Tang Zhen's life was saved by Yu Yifei.
He paid her back for what she owed him.
”President, the clothes are back. I asked the doctor to come over and bandage the wound.”
He had followed Song Qiting for a long time and Song Qiting was extremely obsessed with cleanliness. Even if someone touched him, he would throw away an extremely expensive piece of clothing without any hesitation.
However, he had been wearing this bloody shirt for the whole night and still had no intention of changing it.
Song Qiting's gaze wavered for a bit, then he picked up the clothes that Jason gave him and headed towards the bathroom.
In the bathroom, he looked at the bloodstained clothes in the mirror. Last night, Tang Zhen's dying look had once again attacked his heart, but no matter how addicted he was to love, he had to stop.
Just like this set of clothes, even though it was drenched with Tang Zhen's fresh blood, he couldn't bring it back to his side.
He quickly finished his shower and came out, as if the tired Song Qiting was someone else's illusion. His entire body had been reborn with a cold and fierce aura, his arrogant and unyielding body was once again such that no one dared to even glance at him.
When Song Qiting walked out, Yu Yifei had already woken up. The moment she saw Song Qiting, she was overjoyed.
”Qi Ting.”
Yu Yifei shouted as he stretched out his arms, attempting to have Song Qiting walk to her side.
”Why don't you rest a bit longer?”
Song Qiting said gently. Since he had decided to live a good life with Yu Yifei, he naturally could not have second thoughts.
He walked in front of Yu Yifei in an extremely cooperative manner. Seeing her somewhat recovered expression, he naturally felt a lot more at ease. He took the initiative to hold both of Yu Yifei's hands.
”I'm fine now, how did your hand get injured?”
Yu Yifei saw the finger on Song Qiting's hand with a glance. Previously, his body was covered in blood, so she couldn't tell that Song Qiting was injured.
”It doesn't matter.”
Song Qiting glanced at his own palm. The congealed blood clot had already been washed clean by the shower, and now that his wound was bleeding again.
”CEO, the doctor is here.”
Jason walked into the lounge. Dr. Mo followed him in.
Song Qiting looked at Doctor Mo, and finally reached out his hand for Doctor Mo to bandage him.
”Try not to let your hands touch water during this period of time.” Doctor Mo instructed carefully.
He was no stranger to Yu Yifei. After all, the engagement ceremony yesterday was extremely grand, and not a single person in the A City did not know of her.
”Doctor, how is Tang Zhen now?”