C168 A strange atmosphere

As expected, Jing Junling quickly rushed over. Her positive attitude seemed to be really loyal.

"We girls will talk, you step aside." Without waiting for an explanation, Jing Junling led Wu Zihao to the side and sat down beside Song Jiayin's sickbed, painstakingly saying those words.

As women, the two of them began to speak in whispers.

After hearing that Wu Zihao was plotting against him, Jing Junling couldn't help but curse in her heart as well.

She was very clear about Song Jiayin's character, and it was very easy for her to trust others. As long as Wu Zihao performed well, there would be a day where he would eat her.

I didn't expect this man to be so uncontrollable!

In order to get her hands on Gong Yichen, she could only bite the bullet and speak up for him.

Hearing that, she was both angry and amused as she said, "Sigh, Jiayin, you've changed. You've become so natural, showing off your good manners even after getting cheap."

After Song Jiayin heard this, she was somewhat suspicious, "Ah?"

"Men and women have different thoughts and beliefs. Men like a woman. If you see her, you want to touch her. It's best to take a bite anytime and anywhere." Saying that, she looked at Song Jiayin again before continuing.

Also, you're so beautiful, your figure is so good, your front and back are protruding, and I, as a woman, can't help but look at you a few more times. How could Wu Zihao, a man, endure this, tsk, unfortunately, he can't even eat you when he sees you.

After hearing what Jing Junling had said, Song Jiayin's face unconsciously flushed red.

However, she felt that something was weird, and she instinctively resisted Wu Zihao's approach.

Thinking about it, Song Jiayin also helplessly said it, completely caught off guard.

Hearing this, Jing Junling faintly felt a sense of crisis in her heart, and a trace of unnaturalness flashed past her face.

However, she immediately covered it up with a smile, which Song Jiayin did not notice.

This is not your fault. After all, you have lost your memory and your mind was blank.

Although Jing Junling looked like she was comforting Song Jiayin, she was actually speaking up for him too. However, it was not that obvious, and she just blamed her resistance towards Wu Zihao on her amnesia.

Seeing that Jing Junling had said it like that, Song Jiayin also felt that she was being overthinking things. Furthermore, the person that he was scheming against was only close to him. A natural behavior in a close relationship. It seemed a bit inhumane of him to do so.

Thinking about it, her attitude loosened up a bit. She decided to forgive Wu Zihao first and see how he would behave in the future.

"You, you, what can I say!"

After knowing Song Jiayin's plan, Jing Junling secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and even teased her with interest, "You're just holding him in, it's fine if you don't want to sleep, and you can't even kiss him. Aren't you afraid of suffocating him, and affecting her life for the rest of her life?"

When Song Jiayin heard it, her face flushed red again as she looked at Jing Junling in annoyance, "I, I'm not used to this."

The two talked for a long time, but Wu Zihao, who was not far away, could only hear a few words.

Fortunately, not long after, the two of them had finished discussing.

Jing Junling waved to indicate that he could go over.

"I'm warning you, be nice to Jia Yin. Otherwise, don't talk about Jia Yin, I will be the first to be rude to you! Speak, do you know your mistake? "

As she said that, at a angle that Song Jiayin couldn't see from, Jing Junling gave Wu Zihao a look.

Seeing that, Wu Zihao instantly understood in his heart, his attitude towards admitting his wrongs was extremely good.

She looked at the sickbed with eyes that could not be more sincere. Song Jiayin, who was on top of it, spoke sincerely.

"Don't worry, I swear, I won't be like this ever again. If I anger Jia Yin again, I'll hit her in the sky …"

Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Song Jiayin frowned and unwillingly interrupted him, "Alright, alright, stop talking. It's so unlucky, I'll forgive you."

"Really? That's great!" Wu Zihao looked very excited and happy, but he didn't forget to express his gratitude to Jing Junling.

"There's no need to thank me, but there's something I have to tell you today." Saying that, Jing Junling deliberately paused, and looked at Wu Zihao meaningfully: "Being anxious doesn't allow you to eat hot tofu, you better control yourself, or else!"

She didn't finish her sentence, but everyone present understood.

Song Jiayin's face was as red as an apple, as for Wu Zihao, she nodded, indicating that she will take note of it. However, in her heart, she still felt that she could only be at ease if she ate Song Jiayin and cooked rice.

After all, Gong Yichen was also eyeing Song Jiayin, he was an extremely strong opponent, even he did not have the confidence to win.

In fact, their chances of winning were even lower.

However, Song Jiayin naturally did not know a single thing about Wu Zihao's thoughts. Even though she still felt a little uncomfortable in her heart when the words had been spoken, she did not say anything else.

Moreover, when she saw Wu Zihao's expression, she thought that he had really changed, so she got closer to him.

In this period of time, her attitude towards Wu Zihao and Gong Yichen had gradually improved, but in terms of her own memories, she had not progressed much.

The main reason was because once she thought hard, her head would hurt so much that her heart would feel like it was about to burst. This made her very tired.

There was one other thing that made her uncomfortable.

Every time Wu Zihao saw how she treated Gong Yichen so well, he would always look as if he was jealous. He would intentionally cough and remind her otherwise, so she could only restrain herself.

However, Song Jiayin did not think too much into it. She could understand the feeling of jealousy, but she felt that she had let Gong Yichen down a little. After all, he was her savior, and had taken good care of her.

He felt as if his heart had been pierced by something when he saw his gloomy eyes.

On this day.

Song Jiayin sat on the sickbed as usual. went and sat at the side of the bed, while Gong Yichen sat at the end.

The smell of gunpowder between the two men was as distinct as ever. Regarding this, Song Jiayin did not bother about it. After all, she was somewhat used to it.

At this moment, a somewhat familiar figure suddenly barged into the sickroom that was so calm it was eerie.

It was as if a stone had suddenly been thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples on the surface.

The expressions of the three people present instantly changed.

The person was handsome, and judging from his attire and manner, he was an open-minded person.

Who else could he be if not Song Jiayin's best friend?

Min Peipei's gaze swept past the three people present, and a hint of doubt flashed through her clear eyes.

Strange, what's wrong with Jia Yin and teacher?

Also, why did the atmosphere in the ward seem so strange?

She leaned over and whispered a few words into Song Jiayin's ears, only then did she realize that something was wrong.