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In the VIP ward, besides Lu Tianming and Xu Qian, there were also Song Qiao, Xi Mohan who had just arrived at the hospital, as well as Jian Xia and Bo Leshen who followed Jian Xia here.
The space of the VIP ward was not small, but with these people standing here, it felt as if the space was not big enough.
Song Qiao sat on the other side of the hospital bed, her gaze fixed on Lu Jingchen, who lay unconscious with his eyes closed. Her mind was filled with countless thoughts, and although the people around her were talking, she seed not to hear a thing, as if she was imrsed in her own world.
At this mont, Jian Xia was annoyed with Bo Leshen, who followed her wherever she went. Her expression was not pleasant, but when her eyes fell on Song Qiao, she paused a little, thought for a mont, and then walked over directly, gently patting her shoulder and softly calling out, "Song Qiao..."
Song Qiao imdiately turned her head to look at Jian Xia, who was slightly bent over beside her, blinked, and said, "Jian Xia? You’re here too."
Jian Xia felt a mix of amusent and helplessness. She had been there for so ti, yet Song Qiao seed to have just noticed her, leaving Jian Xia montarily unsure how to respond.
But seeing Song Qiao’s extrely pale complexion, Jian Xia nodded and then said, "I heard from the housekeeper outside that you ca over without eating anything in the morning. I haven’t had breakfast either. Could you accompany for so breakfast?"
In fact, Jian Xia’s relationship with Song Qiao wasn’t particularly close. It was only due to Lu Jingchen’s influence and her status as Lu Jingchen’s wife that they gradually got to know each other through several encounters.
However, that didn’t stop Jian Xia from liking Song Qiao’s personality quite a bit, and the desire to beco good friends with her had never faded.
Hearing Jian Xia’s words, Song Qiao turned to glance at Lu Jingchen, who showed no signs of waking up, and didn’t imdiately agree.
Xu Qian, who was already quite upset over her son’s car accident, hurriedly looked at Song Qiao upon hearing Jian Xia’s suggestion and directly said, "Xiao Qiao, you ca here without eating? How could you do that? You should go have breakfast with Miss Jian. We’ll keep an eye here."
Xu Qian was quite fond of Song Qiao; she liked both her character and her appearance. She couldn’t understand why her husband was dissatisfied with Song Qiao.
She had previously looked into Song Qiao’s background and naturally noticed her filial piety towards her grandfather.
Nowadays, there are few like Song Qiao who are so filial. Moreover, considering her character and moral quality, their child is unlikely to turn out badly.
Song Qiao looked up at Lu Tianming opposite her when she heard Xu Qian’s words, then t Xu Qian’s loving gaze, and after a long mont, nodded.
She was no longer alone. It didn’t matter if she herself was hungry, but she couldn’t let the children in her belly go hungry.
...
Outside the hospital, there are many restaurants and breakfast shops. Neither Jian Xia nor Song Qiao were picky, so they randomly chose one. Originally, Bo Leshen wanted to follow them out, but was pulled back by Xi Mohan, who said they should discuss business, giving Jian Xia and Song Qiao a chance to talk alone.
Although it was already past breakfast ti, there were still quite a few late risers or night shift workers coming over to eat. Jian Xia found a window seat and sat with Song Qiao. Once they had ordered, she looked at Song Qiao sitting opposite her and asked, "Song Qiao, have you already started to give up on this marriage?"
Song Qiao was gazing at the scenery outside the window. Upon hearing Jian Xia’s words, she turned around imdiately, looked at Jian Xia on the opposite side with a candid expression, and bit her lip, "Why do you think that?"
Jian Xia smiled, "It’s not so much that I think so, but I seem to see this thought in you."
Song Qiao was silent for a mont, not expecting she had expressed herself so clearly that Jian Xia could see through her.
But after thinking it over, she calmly said, "I don’t know right now. Maybe I want to give up, but I feel like I can’t let go..."
After all, this was her first marriage, and Lu Jingchen had been good to her once. Though she wasn’t happy most of the ti.
However, that tangled feeling in her heart constantly left her unsure of her true thoughts.
Maybe it’s because she hadn’t entirely given up yet...
Jian Xia looked at Song Qiao and noticed a trace of desolation in her, unsure if it was her imagination. For a mont, Jian Xia even felt that Song Qiao had enclosed herself in a world others could not enter.
This thought made Jian Xia’s heart skip a beat, preventing her from continuing with the topic. She quickly said, "Maybe things are not as simple as they seem on the surface. I can see that Lu Jingchen still cares about you."
Song Qiao remained silent.
Did Lu Jingchen care about her? Perhaps, or maybe not.
Or maybe Lu Jingchen had only liked her once but did not love her!
After that, they said nothing more. In fact, Song Qiao had little appetite and felt unable to eat, but recalling that there were two little lives in her belly, she forced herself to finish breakfast.
When they returned to the hospital, they hadn’t even reached the ward door before hearing the doctor who just ca out announcing that Lu Jingchen had woken up.
Upon hearing this news, Song Qiao quickly walked towards the ward door, but just as she was about to push the door open, she stopped abruptly.
Inside the ward, with Lu Jingchen awake, the atmosphere was pleasant. Even Xu Qian had tears of joy on her face, and Lu Tianming was not spared from this emotion either. The ward was filled with lively conversation and laughter, with Lu Jingchen leaning on the bed, talking to Li Man in the wheelchair. Li Man had a bright smile, and even Murong Rui, who previously didn’t look too happy, was now sitting aside, occasionally chatting with Li Man and Lu Jingchen.
For a mont, Song Qiao felt like she was not part of their world at all, and there was no way for her to step into it. The joy inside the ward seed completely unrelated to her.
Or perhaps, it was only without her that such a joyful scene could exist.
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