Qiao Wan changed from his usual dog-licking mode and stayed where he was without turning around.
"Do me a favor."
Song Jinnan followed quickly, glanced at the woman in black's ward, and lowered his voice, "She is in a very bad mood. The psychiatrist I hired won't come until tomorrow. Go and chat with her for a while and enlighten her."
Qiao Wan naturally knew who this "she" was, and said angrily, "I have to go to work, so I don't have time."
"How much you pay for a day's work, I'll pay double." Song Jinnan stood in front of her, with no intention of giving in.
Qiao Wan used silence to express her inner resistance.
Seeing that Qiao Wan was unmoved, Song Jinnan leaned over her ear and said, "How about using anchor Qiao's time for a day in exchange for Song's five million advertising sponsorship?"
Hearing this, Qiao Wan's mind quickly changed.
TV stations have always given top priority to generating revenue from advertising, and their employees' year-end performance is always linked to the advertising sponsorships they secured during the year.
One year after she joined the company, she only received one advertisement worth more than 100,000 yuan.
Ye Sheng was worshiped by the TV station as a bodhisattva when he joined the company, precisely because Ye has in-depth cooperation with the TV station every year.
To put it bluntly, it means giving TV stations a lot of advertising sponsorship money.
For the sake of money, she decided to pretend to be a psychiatrist to enlighten the women in the ward.
"Since Mr. Song has said so, I naturally have to give him face." She deliberately showed a light smile, "It's just that my voice is a little hoarse. I hope Mr. Song's girlfriend doesn't dislike it."
"Correction." Song Jinnan paused and made an inviting gesture towards her, "Not a girlfriend, but a friend."
She said "Oh" disdainfully.
Haha, it’s time to sign for abortion and induction of labor, and I’m still a friend!
Qiao Wan first sent a leave request message to Director Liu on WeChat, and then followed Song Jinnan to the woman's ward after Director Liu agreed to leave.
Before entering, Song Jinnan said with a stern face, "Remember your identity. You are now a psychiatrist who helps her with emotional problems."
After meeting the woman, Song Jinnan gave a brief introduction to the two of them, and it was only later that Qiao Wan learned the woman's name, Liang Tan.
Qiao Wan somehow connected the woman's name with the scent of sandalwood that often lingered on Song Jinnan's body, and came to the conclusion that -
This woman is extraordinary in Song Jinnan's eyes!
Liang Tan wore the same hospital gown as she did last night, with a tube for intravenous drip tied around her wrist. She lay sickly on the bed, staring at the ceiling above her with a pair of beautiful and sad eyes, empty and weak.
"Please spend some time with Atan today. If you need anything, call me." Song Jinnan didn't stay any longer.
Ah Tan, what a loving name.
The mockery in Qiao Wan's eyes flashed away, she put down her handbag and coat, sat on the escort bed opposite Liang Tan, and called out "Miss Liang" softly.
Liang Tan stared at the ceiling, without any emotion on his face.
"Ms. Liang, are you feeling better?" Qiao Wan took the initiative to raise the topic.
After waiting for a full minute, Liang Tan slowly spoke: "How can a woman who suffered severe bleeding and had her uterus removed get better?"
Qiao Wan felt cold all over.
Even though the abortion resulted in heavy bleeding, the uterus was actually removed!
Qiao Wan didn't know how to say comforting words. She searched her limited vocabulary several times before saying, "Compared to the womb, life is really nothing."
Liang Tan suddenly laughed out loud.
Smiling, tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes.
Qiao Wan was a little at a loss, so she took a stack of tissues and handed them over.
Liang Tan didn't answer and murmured with tears, "I'm already like this, he doesn't even have time to spend with me -"
"Money and men are dispensable external possessions. He specifically asked me to come and chat with Miss Liang."
Qiao Wan wanted to get her out of her depressed mood as soon as possible and did not dare to mention Song Jinnan's name again.
Liang Tan closed her eyes, "Go away and let him accompany me, otherwise I won't even take an IV drip today."
"You can see that Miss Liang is a smart person. Why go against yourself? Taking good care of your body is the most important thing." Qiao Wan spoke very slowly in order to make her hoarse voice sound more comfortable.
"If I were smart, I wouldn't have reached this point." Liang Tan's voice was very weak, and she sighed painfully, "Does Miss Qiao have anyone she loves deeply and hopes to grow old together with?"
This sentence instantly brought Qiao Wan back to her past memories, and she blurted out: "Yes."
"Do you know what it feels like to love but not get it?" Liang Tan asked again.
"I know." Qiao Wan's eyes darkened slightly and her eyebrows knitted together.
Her love is not only unrequited, but also a yin and yang stranger who will never see each other again.
"For me, a woman who is deeply in love, I can't listen to anyone's words. Miss Qiao, don't waste your time, let's go."
Liang Tan issued an order to expel guests.
Qiao Wan thought about the five million advertising sponsorship promised by Song Jinnan, and she forced herself to smile, "If Miss Liang finds me annoying, I can just sit quietly without saying anything."
"It's up to you." Liang Tan spoke calmly and fell into silence.
Qiao Wan quietly looked at Liang Tan.
Although no makeup was applied, her delicate facial features were flawless, and her sickly aura did not bring down her appearance, but instead gave her a layer of beauty that I felt pity for.
Qiao Wan suddenly thought of Jiang Weishu.
Jiang Weishu is cold and strong in front of outsiders, but in front of Song Jinnan, he is a gentle and pleasant interpreter, which is the opposite extreme from the melancholy and weak Liang Tan.
Haha, it turns out that Song Jinnan's preferences are quite peculiar, and he wants to embrace women of all styles.
She was wondering whether she could capture Song Jinnan's heart with her looks and personality.
The whole morning passed in silence.
During this period, she raised the topic several times, but Liang Tan kept silent.
It was not until 11 o'clock at noon that the nurse came to give Liang Tan an intravenous drip. Liang Tan's attitude was very firm and she said she would not give it until she saw "him".
Qiao Wan called the nurse over to accompany Liang Tan, grabbed her cell phone and walked to the corridor outside the ward, and dialed Song Jinnan's number.
In less than three seconds, the call was connected, but Jiang Weishu's voice came from inside.
"Mr. Song is in a meeting. If you have anything to say to Anchor Qiao, you can leave a message. I will tell you when the meeting is over."
"When will Mr. Song's meeting end? I'll call you later." Qiao Wan spoke softly and had no intention of confessing her thoughts to Jiang Weishu.
"It's hard to say." Jiang Weishu paused, his voice without any warmth, "Maybe half an hour, maybe two or three hours."
Qiao Wan pressed her eyebrows, "Then please ask Secretary Jiang to wait until the meeting is over and tell Mr. Song to give me a call back."
"Anchor Qiao——" Jiang Weishu sneered, "There have been many women who have tried to get ahead of Mr. Song through their looks over the years, but they only have the same end. The more they pay, the deeper the damage they receive. I advise Miss Qiao Get rid of any thoughts you shouldn’t have as soon as possible.”
These words instantly stimulated Qiao Wan's nerves.
Jiang Weishu had been Song Jinnan's secretary for six years. She, an outsider, did not know the true relationship between the two.
Although her love was short-lived, she also knew that love was exclusive, and the only thing was that it was weak water that could only be taken in one gourd.
If Song Jinnan really cared about Jiang Weishu, there wouldn't be so many Yingying Yanyan around him!
Jiang Weishu and she are both starting from the same starting point, so why should he point fingers at her?
"In addition to being responsible for Mr. Song's work, does Secretary Jiang also want to get involved in Mr. Song's private life? Even if I have inappropriate thoughts about Mr. Song, it's not Secretary Jiang's turn to comment." Qiao Wan ended the call after saying this .
An hour later, Song Jinnan's call rang.
