The two went downstairs, strode to the TV cabinet, took out gauze, medical tape and medicine from it, and walked to the dining room.

Song Zhiyue sat down at the dining table, and heard Feng Chen say, "Turn around." ”

She looked at Feng Chen suspiciously, only to see that Feng Chen sprayed medicine on her wound, and then pasted the wound on her and used medical tape to stick it firmly.

"The location of the wound is too obvious, it's ugly, it's a little better this way."

Isn't that what makes it uglier?

Song Zhiyue blinked, but didn't say anything.

Last night, she went to the hospital with an ambulance, and the car was left there to block the main road, so the traffic police towed her and Liang Weirong's car away.

After breakfast, she went to the company in a dusty car.

As soon as she entered the office, everyone saw that her forehead was injured, and her colleagues asked her what was wrong.

She said a few simple perfunctory sentences, sat back in her place, turned on the computer and didn't want to work, and silently started to stay.

She was absent-minded all day, not knowing if Liang Weirong would forgive herself.

Feng Chen asked his assistant to take Song Zhiyue's car out, and then sent it to the 4S store.

After work, he picked up Song Zhiyue, and the two went to the hospital together.

He went to park, and Song Zhiyue went to buy flowers and fruit baskets.

When he came to the outside of the ward, Feng Chen was about to push the door when he heard Liang's mother's angry voice inside.

"It's too much! It's been a whole day today, and she didn't even come to the hospital to apologize to Rong Rong, I think that woman dared to be so arrogant because of Ah Chen's support. ”

Liang Yuqian said: "Mom, today is a working day, they must be going to work, and they may already be on their way now." ”

Liang's mother's voice became sharper: "I knocked people into the hospital, and are you still in the mood to go to work?" ”

Feng Chen frowned and pushed open the door of the ward.

Liang Weirong has woken up, the Liang family is here, and Wen Mei is also there.

Seeing them coming, Liang Mu didn't say anything, just kept a straight face.

Feng Chen gave the fruit basket in his hand to Song Zhiyue, Song Zhiyue stepped forward with the fruit basket in one hand and the flowers in the other, put things on the table, and then looked at Liang Weirong on the hospital bed.

"Miss Liang, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I hope you can forgive me."

Liang Weirong leaned on the hospital bed, her face was pale and bloodless, she should have just cried, and her eyes were red.

She raised her eyes to look at Song Zhiyue, tears rolling in her eyes: "Do you want to use it for a life if you say sorry?" ”

Song Zhiyue was a little at a loss, except for saying sorry, she really didn't know what to do.

"Then what am I going to do so that you can forgive me?" She pondered for a moment to speak.

Liang Weirong slowly tilted her head and looked at Feng Chen.

Song Zhiyue's heart chuckled, and Wen Mei also raised her eyebrows.

Liang Weirong's gaze stayed on Feng Chen's body for a few seconds, and then fell back to Song Zhiyue's body, with resentment in her eyes.

"I won't forgive you for anything you do!"

Song Zhiyue clasped her slightly trembling fingertips, and her pale face was similar to that of Liang Weirong, who had just had a miscarriage.

Liang's mother said in a weird way: "Rong Rong lost her child, and it's not just as simple as being injured and hospitalized, just forget about it if you say sorry, you are a bully in our Liang family, right?" ”

Song Zhiyue lowered her head, wrung her hands, and said in a low voice: "I didn't mean that, I sincerely apologized." ”

Liang Weirong sneered: "You want to exchange sorry for my forgiveness, are you too naïve?" ”

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