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Song Jiayin woke up from the noise. She looked at the two men fighting in front of her. She didn't know what had happened, but she felt very baffled.

She gasped in a low voice.

"Stop fighting, what are you guys doing?" Why are you fighting? "

Neither of them paid any attention to her. Still fighting. Seemingly wanting to vent all the pain and grievance the other party brought upon them, Wu Zihao and Gong Yichen did not hold back at all.

Fighting between men. It was always an actual attack. Needless to say, Wu Zihao and Gong Yichen had learned some fighting techniques, their fists hitting the flesh. In just a moment, both of them had been hit.

If one looked carefully, he would realize that Wu Zihao was actually at a disadvantage. He had been forced to defend against Gong Yichen's attacks the entire time. Gong Yichen's attacks were too powerful, he was powerless to retaliate.

The two of them were fighting in the ward. The object fell to the ground. Crackling sounds could be heard.

The hospital had always been quiet, and by now it was already dark. There was only one sound in the entire corridor, and it was very loud.

Song Jiayin was afraid that she would disturb others. She could only stop her anxiously, "Stop fighting, what is it that you can't talk about?" Why did you make a move? "

However, the two of them with red eyes did not have time to bother with Song Jiayin. Song Jiayin saw that her persuasion was ineffective. She could only be anxious.

There were already many patients gathered outside the ward. They gathered together and looked at Song Jiayin's door. They discussed what had happened inside. The nurse noticed that something was wrong with the ward. He hurried to the head nurse.

The head nurse came and pushed the patient away. They were ordered to return to their respective wards. Then he pushed open the door and entered the ward.

"What are you doing?" If you don't look at the patient, get out of my sight. "

The two men's scuffling stopped with a sharp shout from the head nurse. The head nurse was angry

"The nurse. Call the guard over and get the two of them out of here. The people who are involved, get out of here. Also, tell them to keep their eyes open and not allow these two people to enter again. "

"Nurse!" Song Jiayin immediately called out to the nurse who was about to leave. She smiled at the head nurse, trying to please her.

"Sister, you're the best. Don't do that. They were the only ones who cared about me. If you don't let them go to the hospital. No one came to see me when I was in the hospital. You don't want me to be alone in the ward, do you? This is not good for me either. "Body recovery!"

Seeing the head nurse seemed to be moved by his words. Song Jiayin worked even harder.

"They didn't mean to fight because of me. I don't know, they misunderstood. Both of them had anxiety. Often angry. "I know they're doing the wrong thing in the hospital ward, so don't worry, I'll definitely criticize them."

The head nurse looked at them with dissatisfaction, "If you are sick, you have to be cured." Or go home and stay. The hospital needed absolute silence. All three year olds understand this logic. "

"I know I know I know." Song Jiayin glared at them. Then she smiled at the head nurse and said, "Don't worry, this time they have learnt their lesson, next time they will never do this again. I promise I'll let them go the next time. "

The head nurse looked at Song Jiayin's sincere face. Nodding. He decided to stop pursuing the matter.

"Keep them quiet. "If not, I'll just call the security guards!"

She waited for the nurse to leave the room.

Wu Zihao and Gong Yichen heaved a sigh of relief. Although they had let go of each other's hands, they were still unhappy. Staring at each other, they sat down on the sofa. Calm down a bit.

Song Jiayin looked at the two people who were in the wrong. She felt helpless.

She looked at Gong Yichen and didn't understand why he was here. Obviously, Wu Zihao was the only one in the sickroom before he fell asleep.

She opened her mouth and asked Gong Yichen: "What are you doing here?"

Song Jiayin asked simply. But these words were more like a question to Gong Yichen. He thought about how Song Jiayin had always been hiding from him during this period of time. He refused his touch and was always afraid to be alone with himself. On the contrary. She trusted Wu Zihao. She accepted Wu Zihao's care, and didn't even reject his intimacy.

Gong Yichen didn't know what Jing Junling and Wu Zihao had said in front of him. In his heart, the amnesic Song Jiayin trusted Wu Zihao even more. The look in his eyes towards Song Jiayin became gloomier and gloomier.

He felt that Wu Zihao was the most important person in Song Jiayin's heart. It was just that she didn't mention it because of his relationship when he was fine. And now she had lost his memory. He had no memories of his own. He decided to follow the feelings in his heart and trust Wu Zihao. The more Gong Yichen thought about it, the angrier he got.

In the depths of your heart, I am such a terrifying existence? Even if I come to see you, you need to know?

He was not in a good mood, so his tone was naturally not good.

He snorted, he did not say anything, and was angry at Song Jiayin's lack of eyes.

Song Jiayin frowned, she felt that Gong Yichen was very strange. Coming here for no reason at all, fighting with Wu Zihao to wake him up, then sitting there without saying a word.

Wu Zihao looked at Song Jiayin's tightly knitted eyebrows. He knew that Song Jiayin was not happy with Gong Yichen. He casually opened his mouth and said, "You came here late at night and beat me up first without saying anything. Didn't you suffer some anger outside? That's why you came here." "Let it out."

Gong Yichen was startled to hear this. He never thought that Wu Zihao would actually turn the tables on him. frowned as he looked at him. He wanted to explain, but he didn't know how to begin.

When he came in, Song Jiayin was still sleeping. She didn't know what Wu Zihao wanted to do with her. Thinking about her trust in Wu Zihao. She was even more dissatisfied with Wu Zihao, and snorted.

"Why do you care?" This is a hospital, not your home. What qualifications do you have to ask me? "

Wu Zihao didn't pay attention to Gong Yichen's tone. On the contrary, the more he spoke in such a tone, the happier he would be. Song Jiayin who did not have lost her memories did not understand. But right now, Song Jiayin did not have any memories regarding Gong Yichen. He knew that Song Jiayin hated people who were overbearing.

There was a hint of grievance in his tone. I only asked because I cared about you. If he wanted to know about the situation with Jia Yin. I can tell you. The doctor just happened to tell me about him today. "

Gong Yichen was angrier. Who do you think you are? Even if I had to care about Jia Yin, why would you tell me? Thinking about Song Jiayin's rejection of him. Then, he thought about the Wu Zihao who was currently by Song Jiayin's side every day.

Gong Yichen felt that a burst of nameless fire was burning through his logic. He looked at Wu Zihao, suppressing with all his might the desire to punch him in the face. "Yes." Coincidentally, he came today in order to prevent Wu Zihao from plotting against him. But before this, when he was not present and Song Jiayin was asleep, what did Wu Zihao do to Song Jiayin?

The more he thought about it, the more agitated he became. He impatiently said to Song Jiayin: "Why haven't you recovered from your illness? How can you be so weak when you're sick and have been in the hospital for such a long time? "