"Hey, Ning, stop daydreaming! Did you hear what I said?" An Jiahui shook Song Ning's shoulders.
"No," Song Ning replied frankly.
An Jiahui said through gritted teeth, "Song Ning! How can you break my heart like this!"
"Really? Please extend your hand and let me check your pulse. I want to know what the pulse of a brokenhearted person is like," Song Ning calmly replied.
An Jiahui said with a dejected expression, "How can you call yourself my good friend? Is this how you treat your good friend?"
"What's wrong? Is there an official guide to how one should treat their good friend?" Song Ning raised an eyebrow as she continued typing, unaffected by Jiahui's words.
"Song Ning, I'm serious! Rumors are spreading like a wildfire in the hospital now. People are saying you're unscrupulous and that you were dating two rich men at the same time!" Jiahui said impatiently when she saw Song Ning's indifference.
