Chapter 232 Think of It As A Bet (2)

Chapter 232 is a bet (2)

He paused, "Can't trust me?"

Nothing made Lin Chenghuan feel worse than this answer.

"No..." Su Ran shook her head, but she didn't know what to say. She didn't even know what was going on in her mind, and she didn't know what was going on.

All she felt was that her mind was in a mess, and now she was not in the mood to care anymore. She just wanted Song Weixi's surgery to be successful.

Lin Chenghuan did not speak again and waited with everyone outside the operating room.

It was getting dark outside. The operation had been going on for a long time. When the door of the operating room was finally opened, everyone walked forward.

Doctor Xu's face relaxed. Looking at the crowd, he smiled and said, "The operation was successful. Vichy is still in a coma. Let him go back to the ward and have a good rest. We don't have to worry anymore. Just wait for him to wake up. After that, wait for a while. If there is no rejection, Vichy will be basically fine. But because he is a relative's umbilical cord blood, this kind of operation is performed in this case. It's the safest. Normally, there won't be any rejection. Well, it's late. You don't have to wait here. Go back and rest. I'm going back too."

"Thank you, doctor Xu." Mrs. Song smiled.

"You're welcome, Old Lady." Doctor Xu waved his hand, greeted everyone and went back.

Everyone went to the ward to see Song Weixi. Naturally, Su Ran and Song Tingyu stayed for the night, while the others went back to rest.

There were too many people, so it was useless to stay here.

Tian Mi, Gu Dongcheng and Lin Chenghuan went downstairs together. When they reached the parking lot, Tian Mi said to lin shenghuan, "We're leaving. You should go back and rest."

Lin Chenghuan's mental state was not very good, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was still forced out. He nodded, "Well, you should rest early too. If the pregnant woman sleeps too late, the fetus is not good."

Gu Dongcheng opened the door of the passenger seat. After Tian Mi got in, he greeted Lin Chenghuan, got in the car and drove away slowly.

Tian Mi leaned against the window and looked out. He saw lin shenghuan walking in the direction of his car.

She said, "East city, do you know? I've always felt sorry for sheng huan..."

"What's wrong?" Gu Dongcheng was driving out of the parking lot and said gently.

"Originally, if Su Hao hadn't planned it, Ran Ran would have been with him..."

"Not necessarily." Gu Dongcheng said before she could finish.

Tian Mi glanced at him, "Why not?"

"Su Ran doesn't love him, and in the end, he won't be able to walk together. It's really possible, and everyone's fate is too hard to say, what kind of track will they go on, and if they haven't experienced it, they can't say for sure..."

Tian Mi leaned back in his chair and nodded, "That's true. Ran Ran doesn't love him, but I still think it's a pity and I love him..."

Gu Dongcheng rubbed her hand, "In front of me, saying that you love another man, when I'm transparent?"

Tian Mi patted the back of his hand and snorted, "That's a kind of heartache for a friend. It's different. Besides, if I call Lin Chenghuan, I've known him for so many years. I've been together for so long. Why wait for you to show up?"

Gu Dongcheng smiled, shook his head, and said nothing.

"To be honest, outside the operating room today, Ran Ran and Song Tingyu's reaction was so strange. Grandma and uncle, too. It seemed like they were all hesitating when they heard that sheng huan was going to give Vichy a blood transfusion. What was going on?"

Gu Dongcheng took his hand back and placed it on the steering wheel, "I don't know either."

"You're lying." Tian Mi pointed at him, "You're lying. You pulled me back from the operating room just now and told me not to talk. You don't seem to have no idea."

Gu Dongcheng smiled helplessly, "I really don't know. I pulled you back because in that situation, you should stop asking this question. No one is in the mood to care about anything else. Understand?"

"Okay." Tian Mi frowned and said, "It's just that I think they really have something going on, and I don't know what's going on..."

"Well, Vichy is fine now. Don't worry so much. Don't think so much. Just ask Su Ran later."

"Yes." Tian mi said.

After everyone left, Song Tingyu walked to the bed and patted Su Ran on the shoulder, "Vichy won't wake up so soon. Go wash your face and go to bed."

"Okay." Su ran nodded and pulled up Song Weixi's quilt a little higher. Then she let go of her hand and went into the bathroom with the things the servants had just sent them.

When she came out, she was dragged onto the sofa by song ting, "You can sleep here tonight."

The servant also brought the quilt. Song Tingyu took it out of the bag and covered Su Ran.

Just as he was about to get up and go to the bathroom, su ran stopped him.

He turned around, "What's wrong?"

"Any news from Zhang Annan?"

"He didn't say anything." Song Tingyu whispered.

He knew that Su Ran was asking this because he wanted to know if the previous incident had anything to do with Lin Chenghuan.

Su ran nodded and released her hand, "Go in and wash your face."

Song Tingyu went to the bathroom. Su ran took a look at Song Weixi's bed, pulled the quilt and lay down. The image of today appeared in her mind.

Her reaction today must have hurt Lin Chenghuan.

But she was really scared back then...

She closed her eyes and rubbed her temples.

The next day, at noon, Lin Chenghuan also appeared in Song Weixi's ward.

First, he walked over and looked at Song Weixi, "Is Vichy okay?"

"I'm not awake yet. Doctor Xu said we have to wait. It shouldn't be a problem." Su Ran said softly, "What happened yesterday..."

Before she could finish, Lin Chenghuan turned around and looked at Song Tingyu, "You took Zhang Annan away?"

Song ting nodded, "Yes."

Lin Chenghuan's face was cold, "Why did you take Zhang Annan away?"

Song Tingyu's face was as grim as ever. Two men of the same height stood face to face, and there was an aura that seemed to be about to explode.

"That's exactly what I wanted to ask you. What did you ask Zhang Annan to do?"

Lin Chenghuan sneered, "What does it have to do with you what I ask Zhang Annan to do? He's my subordinate. What else do I need to report to you?"

Song Tingyu tugged at lin shenghuan's collar, "I don't care what you do, but you're getting on my nerves. Do you want me to care?"