"Can I rest here?"
Gu Baisheng didn't want to go back. She grabbed Song Shuang's sleeve and requested.
Song Shuang frowned slightly, "You can't rest well here."
The bed at home must be better than the clinic. With all this going on, the hospital was also in troubled times, so it would be better for her to go back as soon as possible.
"But I..."
"Listen," Song Shuang helped her up and wrapped her in his coat, "Don't let me worry about you at this time."
Looking at his frowning eyebrows, Gu Baisheng knew that Ye's death had made Song Shuang feel very heavy.
If she was not obedient at this time, she would really make trouble to Song Shuang.
After all, Song Shuang helped her perform Ye's surgery. If someone seized the loophole, she would be sent to the forefront.
Besides, Song Shuang
