Zheng Heng felt that his heart was stuffy and painful. He almost didn't dare to look into Song Zhaozhao's eyes. He could only turn his head and said, "You just woke up, it's better to do a physical examination first."
Song Zhaozhao nodded, as if he accepted Zheng Heng's arrangement directly.
Zheng Heng lowered his head and ran out almost in a panic.
He originally thought that he was mentally prepared. Song Zhaozhao's voice damage might be more serious than he thought, and Zheng Heng had expected it.
But he still overestimated his calmness. Seeing Song Zhaozhao lying so weakly in front of him and talking to him in a hoarse voice, he couldn't pretend to be calm.
Zheng Heng walked down the aisle of the hospital, as if he had lost his soul.
After he took a few steps, Jiang Tan, who was rushing over, grabbed his arm.
Zheng Heng seemed to have finally regained his consciousness at this moment.
He looked at Jiang Tan blankly, "Are you here to pay the fee?"
"Well," Jiang Tan frowned and looked at Zheng Heng: "Why are you like this?"
"Zhaozhao is awake, do you want to go see her?" Zheng Heng smiled, with a bitter smile: "Jiang Tan, you are right to look down on me. I did fail in Song Zhaozhao's matter."
Jiang Tan could guess all Zheng Heng's current psychological activities, but she was an indifferent person, and she had no intention of comforting Zheng Heng.
"We both know that I thought you failed." Jiang Tan said coldly: "If you didn't act impulsively, it wouldn't be my turn to pay Song Zhaozhao's medical bills now, so that you can get away with it. You owe me a favor."
"Yes, I owe you a favor." Zheng Heng sighed, a little helpless, "I know you must look down on me now. To be honest, I also look down on myself."
Jiang Tan didn't speak. She frowned fiercely. She was silent for a moment, looked at Zheng Heng, and said in a deep voice: "Come here with me."
Zheng Heng used to be unruly and carefree.
Jiang Tan remembered that Zheng Heng a year ago was still a high-minded young man who was fashionably dressed, ignorant of the sufferings of the world.
But now times have changed, and everything suddenly started to change.
Zheng Heng became destitute and for this love, he abandoned his family.
Jiang Tan thought that she should be grateful that Zhou Yinghuai was rational and calm, otherwise she might be the one in trouble now.
Jiang Tan felt distressed and helpless about Song Zhaozhao's situation.
In the room, she looked at Zheng Heng standing in front of her and said slowly: "I don't want to question you now, I just want to ask you a few words."
Zheng Heng's shoulders were slumped, and his beautiful brows were filled with a layer of gloom. He didn't look energetic at all. Jiang Tan could even see the stubble on his chin. Looking at it like this, he probably didn't even get a good night's rest.
Jiang Tan said calmly: "Now that things are like this, do you plan to continue the stalemate with the Zheng family and do nothing?"
"Zhaozhao is not in good health these days. I can't leave her alone." Zheng Heng retorted subconsciously.
Jiang Tan looked at him calmly and asked an almost sharp question: "What's the difference between leaving him halfway and leaving him now?"
"What do you mean?" Zheng Heng looked embarrassed for a moment, but was soon suppressed by his anger.
He looked at Jiang Tan coldly, with some dissatisfaction spreading between his eyebrows: "Why do you say that I will abandon Zhaozhao? Jiang Tan, I won't! I have chosen this path now, I chose Song Zhaozhao , I will keep walking with her."
"Very good. I'm very touched that Zheng Heng can say such a thing one day. I have no doubt that if Song Zhaozhao were in front of you now, he would also be moved by your words. But what happens after he is moved?"
Jiang Tan threw the bank card on the table with a crisp sound.
Zheng Heng's eyebrows jumped heavily, and he looked at Jiang Tan with shock and anger in his eyes.
Jiang Tan was unmoved. She continued calmly: "You are full of water. These words are very beautiful. I can risk everything for you. You are everything to me. No girl would not like to hear this. But Zheng Heng, people should live a more realistic life, what you bring to Song Zhaozhao cannot just be illusory love."
Zheng Heng was deeply stimulated by Jiang Tan's words. He could not imagine that this woman who was once completely satisfied that she was Zhou Yinghuai and who could ignore all rumors in order to stay with Zhou Yinghuai would say such a thing now.
"How did you become like this?" Zheng Heng shook his head and looked at Jiang Tan: "Jiang Tan, I thought you could understand my persistence! Didn't you also insist like this before?"
"I insisted, so I know it was wrong." Jiang Tan looked at Zheng Heng calmly, with straightforward eyes: "At that time, Mr. Zheng, didn't you also think I was wrong? Indeed, I was indeed wrong. .”
"I didn't understand your feelings for Zhou Yinghuai at the time, but I understand now." Zheng Heng's eyes were a little red, his slender fingers clenched into fists, and he looked at Jiang Tan: "Jiang Tan, you were right back then, love No one is wrong."
Jiang Tan even found it funny.
She chuckled, not loudly, but in the quiet room, her every breath was so clear.
Zheng Heng heard Jiang Tan say: "Zheng Heng, what can your love bring to Song Zhaozhao? You can't even protect her in front of the Zheng family. I don't think such feelings can be called love. Love can't It should be hurt.”
Zheng Heng was speechless.
And Jiang Tan continued: "I think you should also hope that Zhaozhao can have a good ending, right? You don't want her to be bruised and bruised in the struggle of your Zheng family, right?"
Zheng Heng wanted to say, I will protect Song Zhaozhao and this incident will never happen again.
But Song Zhaozhao was lying on the hospital bed, looking at himself like a thorn piercing his head.
His breathing was rapid, but in the end, he still didn't say a word.
Jiang Tan saw through all his speechlessness.
She spoke again, slowly and rationally: "If you really love Song Zhaozhao, then handle the Zheng family's affairs well so that Zhaozhao can stay with you without any worries. Zheng Heng, if you can't even connect the rumors about the Zheng family and There is no way to stop the harm, why do you love Song Zhaozhao?"
Zheng Heng's eyes were full of reluctance. His eyes were red and desperate. He looked at Jiang Tan and his voice trembled: "What if it's Zhou Yinghuai? What if he can't stop the Zhou family's gossip?"
Jiang Tan didn't hesitate at all. She sat up straight and said in a calm voice: "Love your neighbor first, love yourself first, Zheng Heng. That can only mean that Zhou Yinghuai and I are not destined to be as I thought."
Zheng Heng saw clearly that even if Jiang Tan was still in love with Zhou Yinghuai, she would always be ready to leave him.
What about Song Zhaozhao?
Will she do the same one day?
