In the middle of the night, Song Chi only finished work now and thanked the crew before getting into the car to return to Shanghai.
As soon as he got in the car, he called Zhou Yun.
Luckily, Zhou Yun had been unconscious for a whole day and couldn't sleep at all at this time; she was reading a book.
Zhou Yun answered the phone with surprise and asked, "Why are you calling so late?"
"Sister Lan said you woke up; I just got off work, so I wanted to ask how you are doing," Song Chi said. "Look at this, what did I say? Usually, you should accumulate some good deeds. You speak so venomously, and now karma hits, right?"
"Now I am a genuine patient, do people talk to patients like this? Can you say something nice?"
Song Chi curved his lips and chuckled.
"Want me to say something nice? Dream on, maybe in your next life."
"Heh."
