Gu Baisheng saw the TV being turned off.

She turned around to look at Song Shuang with complicated feelings, "Now I implicate all people in the Second Hospital."

"It's fine." Song Shuang said.

He stood up, "According to what Mr. Jiang said before the media, the hospital would be responsible for your surgery."

Gu Baisheng pressed her lips together and apologized again, "I'm sorry."

She thought she could certainly save Ye when she operated.

However, she was too naive.

She didn't save Ye.

Ye still died.

She lowered her eyes. She felt awful at the thought of Ye's dead body covered by a white cloth on the sickbed.

Song Shuang saw her putting her hand on her forehead.

He frowned, walked up to her, and crouched down in front of her. He asked, "What's wrong?"

"I feel awful."

Gu Baisheng put her fingers on her forehead.

As she thought of Ye's dead body, she felt she would also recollect something in the remote past.

It was also a child's dead body.

She also recalled that someone was crying as loudly as he could.

Song Shuang's eyebrows knitted as he remembered that she had shouted at him when she was deranged.

He put his arm around her shoulder and said, "Get some rest."

Gu Baisheng nodded. She had no energy for dinner.

Song Shuang helped her to go into the bedroom, saw her lying down, and sat beside the bed for a while after tucking her in.

Then, he left the bedroom.

Gu Baisheng was dreaming in a daze.

She felt restless even in her dreams. She frowned and clutched at the pillow from time to time, creasing the once smooth pillowcase.

...

Yang Jing and Jiang Shouyuan drove home after dealing with those reporters.

They were somewhat exhausted.

Those reporters cut Jiang Shouyuan to the quick. He couldn't help sighing at the thought of the Second Hospital's bleak future.

Yang Jing looked at him worriedly again and again. Finally, he asked, "What are you worried about, Mr. Jiang?"

"Don't you remember what those reporters said to me?"

Jiang Shouyuan looked at Yang Jing in frustration and anger.

Yang Jing was at a loss when dealing with journalists.

He couldn't remember the unreasonable words they said to Jiang Shouyuan.

"They said that Song Shuang is the only mainstay of the department of surgery in our hospital after Gu Baisheng's death."

Yang Jing found nothing wrong and nodded, "That's true."

Hearing his candid reply, Jiang Shouyuan almost choked with anger.

"There are many outstanding people in our department. How can Song Shuang be the sole mainstay? They are looking down upon you!" Jiang Shouyuan said.

Yang Jing moved his lips and said with guilt and resignation, "But we are not a patch on Dr. Gu."

Jiang Shouyuan glared at Yang Jing, "Can you boost your own morale?"

Yang Jing moved his mouth and remained silent for a while. Then, he looked at Jiang Shouyuan who was in a sulk, and said, "Mr. Jiang, I think our department should recruit some new doctors."

"What do you mean?"

Jiang Shouyuan frowned and looked at Yang Jing.

Yang Jing said with hesitation, "I think our department may need some new doctors who are able and young."

"Who?"

Jiang Shouyuan asked him.

Yang Jing plucked up his courage and said looking into Jiang Shouyuan's eyes, "Bai Shengsheng."

Jiang Shouyuan was dumb suddenly and pondered over it.

...

Gu Baisheng was woken by her dream in the middle of the night.

Seeing that, Song Shuang gave her a cup of water and asked, "What did you dream about?"

"I dreamed about..."

She was originally going to say that she dreamed about Shen, but she changed her mind when she was about to say it as she saw Song Shuang's eyes and his handsome face. "About Ye," she said.

She looked down.

There was still fear in her eyes as she was still suffering from the shock.

She always dreamed about her child.

She couldn't sleep well due to the pain of losing her child.

The pain became acuter after Ye's death. She felt agonized more and more.

After she drank some water, Song Shuang took the cup.

He said, "You didn't have dinner today."

Gu Baisheng lied down on the bed again, "I'm not hungry."

One wouldn't feel hungry when he was too sad.

"Stay at home and have a good rest tomorrow."

Gu Baisheng didn't insist on going to the hospital this time. She just answered, "OK."

Seeing that she lied down, Song Shuang also lied down and turned off the lamp of the bedroom.

The room was plunged into quiet darkness.

Gu Baisheng closed her eyes and saw the cold dead bodies of Shen and Ye.

The two bodies appeared in her mind alternately, so she was too scared to close her eyes.

Taking a breath nervously, she tried to close her eyes and fell asleep again.

However, as long as she closed her eyes, she could see a child's pale and lifeless face in the darkness.

She was out of breath because of fear and immediately opened her eyes again.

"Can't you sleep?"

Song Shuang said beside her.

Gu Baisheng replied sadly, "Yes."

Song Shuang remained silent after hearing it.

A moment later, he pulled her towards him and put his arms around her waist gently.

His strong and warm arms were holding her waist.

His arms were around her.

That virtually gave her a strong sense of security.

Gu Baisheng turned around to look at Song Shuang in darkness.

Song Shuang closed his eyes wearily and asked, "Do you feel better now?"

Gu Baisheng bit her lips, "Yes."

It was not the first time that Song Shuang had held her when sleeping.

She used to feel a sense of security whenever Song Shuang put his arms around her waist.

However, she didn't get the same feeling again after Shen's death.

She refused to be touched by Song Shuang due to Shen's death.

Now, she somehow felt that sense of security again when she was taken into Song Shuang's arms.

She tried to close her eyes.

This time, she felt at first the strength and warmth of Song Shuang's arms, which were around her waist.

She pressed her lips together and rubbed her face against the pillow.

Then, she couldn't help holding Song Shuang's arms.

Song Shuang's body was stiff when he felt her action.

"Don't move," Song Shuang said beside her ears.

He was warning her with his sleepy voice.

Gu Baisheng said slightly, "I..."

"What?" Song Shuang asked.

Gu Baisheng rolled over.

Song Shuang opened his eyes in the darkness.

Seeing that Gu Baisheng turned to face him, he wanted to hold her more tightly.

But her waist was slender.

He even worried that she might get hurt if he suddenly clasped her.

Gu Baisheng said, "I'm a little scared."

Scared?

Song Shuang felt surprised.

It was the first time that Gu Baisheng had told him that she was scared.

Gu Baisheng lived in a single-parent family.

Her mother Hu Hui had a strong personality.

A tough mother would certainly prevent her child from being hurt.

That would contribute to her child's mild nature.

Gu Baisheng was such a mild person.

Probably because she fell in love with a boy, she became even milder when she was a college student.

In front of the boy, she was like white jasmine and looked quiet and adorable.

However, in spite of her gentleness, she seldom said she was scared.

Even when she was giving birth to Shen, she didn't say it. She just gritted her teeth in the delivery room and did her best to follow the doctor's instructions, though she clutched Song Shuang's hand in pain.

Song Shuang accompanied her for many years.

She didn't say she was scared when Cheng Bi died.

She didn't say she was scared when giving birth to the child.

She didn't say she was scared when her child died, either.

But now, she said so.

Song Shuang suddenly couldn't understand what she was scared of.

Gu Baisheng lowered her eyes in his arms and said grasping his clothes, "I see children's dead bodies and lifeless faces as long as I close my eyes. I have never been afraid of the dead."

Song Shuang raised his hand to caress her back and consoled her, "It's fine. I'm here."

He continued, "I believe that if I try my best to save people's lives, I will have no regret even if they die. A doctor isn't almighty. He can't save everyone. Thus, he doesn't need to feel guilty or sorry if he tries his best."

Gu Baisheng listened to him and then looked up at him, "Have you ever regretted anything?"

Song Shuang said nothing.

She asked again, "Have you ever felt sorry for your patients?"

"Yes," Song Shuang's eyes were filled with loneliness and thoughts in the darkness, "But I did my utmost. I couldn't save that patient's life."

Gu Baisheng looked at him in silence.

She suddenly wanted to know Song Shuang's look when he said this in the dark.

He performed Shen's operation.

Did he try his best?

Did he regret it?

She didn't dare to ask and didn't know how to ask.

She could just beat around the bush like that.

Whenever she thought of Shen's death, she had complicated feelings about Song Shuang.

Song Shuang accepted her and took care of her when she was at her most difficult time.

Nevertheless, he also extinguished her hope when she was desperately eager for the last ray of hope.

She was grateful to him but also hated him.

"Shengsheng," he gently called her name.

Gu Baisheng responded.

Song Shuang said in a deep voice, "This accident will be influential. You don't need to feel sad no matter what other people say."

Gu Baisheng was a little surprised.

At present, his reputation and the Second Hospital's reputation were at stake.

But he still worried that she might be hurt by other people's accusations.

"I know," Gu Baisheng answered.

Song Shuang nodded and said, "Sometimes people criticize others because they feel cheated."

Gu Baisheng couldn't quite understand him.

It seemed that he was talking about Ye, or maybe not.

Song Shuang whispered in her ear resignedly, "They are cheated because they think what they see and hear is true. But if you believe what you believe in rather than what you see, you'll never be cheated."

Gu Baisheng frowned.

To believe what you believed in rather than what you saw.

What was he referring to?

Was it Shen's death?