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Song Guo was sitting on the edge of the bed. She felt her head throbbing as she watched the angry look on Cai Meiling's face.

A cold light flashed in her eyes. What was this Cai Mei Ling's brain made of? Why did she think that Song Shan was worth it for her to be framed in the hospital?

"You're not talking, right? You're not speaking!" "Don't say anything!" Dressed in low-heeled shoes, Cai Meiling walked to the side of the bed. She lifted the vase and smashed it on the ground. The sound of glass shattering made the coldness in Song Guo's eyes grow even stronger.

She thought she was still as useless as she was when she was young.

Song Guo stood on the edge of the bed, watching Cai Mei Ling throw things around like crazy.

When the footsteps came from outside the door, Cai Meiling panicked and wanted to run to Song Guo's side.

Song Guo stood straight on the edge of the bed. She felt nauseous at the sight of Cai Mei Ling walking towards them.

Just as Cai Mei Ling was about to clamp her hand, Song Guo took the opportunity to push her away.

The doctor and nurse arrived just in time.

"What's going on?"

"Guo Guo, Guo Guo, calm down. Mom is in the wrong. Mom should not have hit you in the morning. Mom should not have hit you." Cai Mei Ling was crying so hard that her eyes were full of tears and her voice was filled with grief. Song Guo stood beside the bed quietly. She looked at Cai Mei Ling with a disgusting and cold look in her eyes.

"Miss Song, this is the hospital!" In the morning, the doctor who had helped her block Cai Meiling's beatings was looking at Song Guo with an embarrassed expression.

Song Guo's lips curved into a cold and bloodthirsty smile.

"Oh, so?" Song Guo stood by the window. The strong wind from outside blew through the window, causing Song Guo's black hair to fly wildly in the wind. Her originally cold and proud temperament had become even more sinister at this moment because of the coldness in her eyes.

Song Guo would never take the initiative to stir up trouble. She was extremely afraid of getting into trouble.

She would either hide or hide. However, if she were to continue to tolerate it, perhaps the humiliation from three years ago would be repeated.

"Doctor, my daughter is manic. She didn't mean to cause trouble. She didn't mean to." Cai Meiling ran to the doctor's side, tightly holding the doctor's white coat with both hands, seemingly begging for mercy for Song Guo.

Actually, she just wanted to implement the illness of her mania.

Under the surprised gaze of the doctors and nurses, Song Guo suddenly lowered her head. The corner of her mouth pulled up into a faint smile. First, it was a slight ridicule, then it became even more open.

"Auntie, you're not a doctor, how do you know that I'm sick?" Song Guo's voice was too calm, and the doctor looked at her strangely.

"I think I have a fever. Normally, I need to rest up. Auntie, you came here to throw things at me for no reason. Are you trying to vent the feelings I have for your daughter that I almost had an abortion?"

Song Guo moved the bottle lever in her hand and slowly walked back to the bed. The powerful aura from before was completely retracted, as if it was a completely different person.

However, Song Guo's words made everyone frown. They looked at Cai Mei Ling strangely.

"Doctor, don't believe her. She knows how to disguise herself. She's really sick!"

In the past, whenever Cai Meiling mentioned manic disorder, she would definitely get angry. But this time, nothing abnormal happened. A trace of panic flashed across Cai Meiling's face. The doctor held her hand and comforted her softly.

Song Guo didn't even look at them and just quietly leaned back on the bed. After covering herself with the blanket, she slowly closed her eyes.

"She was the one who smashed it. I'm not responsible for the compensation. Please take that woman out, I need some peace and quiet." Song Guo did not open her eyes the whole time. The cold aura spread throughout her body, and her exquisite and beautiful face did not have the slightest expression. In an instant, it caused everyone to not know what to do.

Are manic patients like this?

This was completely different from what they had seen before.

Cai Meiling saw that Song Guo was also like this, with her hands clenched into fists.

Three years ago, whenever mania was mentioned, Song Guo would pounce on him like a madman. In these three years, could it be that the shadow in her heart had already disappeared?

As she thought of this, her expression darkened.

"Guo Guo, since Shan Shan is fine, then Auntie won't blame you. You have to take care of your body. If you have any problems, then Auntie will stay next door." She had to be good with her face and martial arts, but since she and Song Guo had already fallen out, she didn't need to pretend in private anymore.

"Get out!"

The doctor glanced at the nurses behind him and told them to take Cai Meiling and leave first.

He walked over to Song Guo and helped her change a bottle of drops. After that, he bent down and began to pick up the fragments on the ground.

Song Guo opened her eyes as she heard the soft sound. Her peach blossom eyes were filled with coldness as she looked at the doctor.

"You have a high fever, so you won't be able to use much strength after acupuncture. Don't waste your time thinking about other things. Like you said, you need to rest now." Tang Zixing threw the pieces into a trash can and stood up to meet Song Guo's gaze.

"You've disturbed me." Song Guo looked at the needle on the back of her hand.

God knows what she hated most in her life was an injection.

"Alright, alright, alright. I'll pack up here and go out. Otherwise, it won't be convenient for you to get out of bed later." With that, Tang Zi walked out of the room. Two minutes later, he came in with a broom and dustpan in his hand. The sound of the broom and the floor rubbing against each other made Song Guo frown slightly.

"I'm not manic."

Tang Zixing paused as he was about to sweep the floor.

"I don't think so either."

Hearing his words, Song Guo looked at his back in surprise.

"Are you very surprised? I'm a doctor. I can tell whether the patient is sick or not. "

After sweeping the glass fragments into the dustpan, Tang Zixing finally stood up with a smile on his face as he looked at Song Guo.

On his handsome face, a pair of peach blossom eyes that were seventy percent similar to Song Guo's narrowed slightly. There was a faint smile on his lips, and an inconspicuous dimple in his cheeks made him seem even more gentle.

"Originally, I wanted to come over and convey my gratitude for your bravery. To be honest, I'm a bit surprised by this scene." After Tang Zixing finished speaking, Song Guo frowned again, but this time she was confused.

"You helped an old grandpa take back his very important wallet at the entrance of the hospital. He's very grateful to you, but he's not in very good health, so he can't wait for you to wake up."

Song Guo understood.

"He left me a contact info. I hope you can contact him when you get better. He wants to thank you in person."

"No need."