Song Fei knew that Yan Jiang was a duplicity person, and he disliked Yan Rufeng's instability, so he might be very happy in his heart.
Song Fei didn't expose Yan Jiang's little thoughts.
She lay down next to Yan Jiang, took out her mobile phone, and opened the ticketing software. Song Fei said while choosing the air tickets, "We'll be discharged from the hospital in the morning, and we'll go to the airport directly after we're discharged."
Yan Jiang: "Yes, yes."
"Then I'll take the flight that departs at one o'clock in the afternoon, and it will arrive at Wangdong City at about two forty-five."
Yan Jiang: "Whatever."
Song Fei bought two tickets, threw her phone on the bedside table, and said, "Sleep."
Yan Jiang stretched out his long arms from behind Song Fei, wrapped his arms around her slender waist, and said suddenly, "I haven't hugged you for a long time."
Song Fei squeezed his restless fingers and warned him: "Don't be skinny, you start the fire, you put it out yourself."
Yan Jiang obediently did not move.
Song Fei squinted for a while, and when she woke up again, it was already daylight. Yan Jiang had already taken off his hospital gown and put on his private clothes.
He has packed up and even discharged from the hospital.
Seeing that Song Fei finally woke up, Yan Jiang told her: "It's nine o'clock, it's time to get up."
Song Fei sat up, rubbed her messy sleeping hair, and said, "During this period of time, I have seriously lacked sleep, and I never thought I would oversleep."
Hearing this, Yan Jiang said: "I remember that you have six hours of sleep every day. You are so sleepy. Is it because you are very busy these days?"
"That's right, in order to quickly finish the work at hand and come to see you, I only slept for four hours every day." Song Fei yawned, and sat down on the bed to put on her English boots.
She checked the ward to make sure she hadn't forgotten anything, and then she was discharged from the hospital with Yan Jiang. That morning, the two went straight to the airport and left Fengcheng by flight.
As for Nan Yiyi and Nan Ketong, they have already been kicked out of their own world by Yan Jiang.
It was three o'clock in the afternoon when we arrived at Wangdong City.
Yan Jiang's body is relatively weak and weak, and Song Fei is carrying his luggage. Walking out of the airport, Yan Jiang stopped when he saw Song Ci standing next to the car with a big belly.
He glanced at Song Ci's big belly, and said to Song Fei, "Is Song Song about to give birth?"
"There is still more than a month, less than two months."
Yan Jiang asked Song Fei again: "Have you bought a gift for her child yet?"
Song Fei: "."
Song Fei, who was so focused on research, had long neglected this matter.
Yan Jiang laughed and taught Song Fei, "You are going to be an aunt soon, don't you plan to buy some meeting gifts for your two nieces?"
"I'll go buy it in two days."
"Um."
While talking, the two had already walked to the side of the car.
Song Ci was pregnant with twins, and her pregnant belly was bigger than the average pregnant woman. She had to hold her waist with one hand and support her pregnant belly with the other.
Seeing that Yan Jiang was alive and well, but his face was pale, Song Ci was relieved. "You seem to be in good spirits. How is it? Does it hurt to have the bone marrow pumped?"
"After a dozen of anesthesia, I'm just a poor little one lying on the bed and being ravaged by C." Yan Jiang opened the car door for Song Ci, helped Song Ci to sit in, and let Song Fei sit next to Song Ci.
Yan Jiang sat in the co-pilot by himself. He handed the driver Long Yu a good cigarette and thanked him: "Brother Long, please take another hard trip."
Long Yu waved his hands and said, "That's what I do. There's no such thing as hard work or hard work."
Song Ci's belly was too big, and she couldn't even fasten her seat belt herself. Song Fei bent down to help Song Ci fasten her seat belt, and Long Yu started the car.
The car drove steadily for a certain distance, and Yan Jiang realized that this was not the way home, nor the road to Mr. Han's house.
Yan Jiang tilted his head and asked Long Yu, "Brother Long, where are you taking us?"
Long Yu replied honestly: "Madam asked me to take this path."
Yan Jiang turned his head and frowned at Song Ci.
Song Ci said, "Hospital."
After Yan Jiang guessed what Song Ci was going to do, he was a little annoyed. "I never said I was going to the hospital."
Song Ci touched her stomach and said, "I am going to do fetal heart rate monitoring myself."
Yan Jiang: "Is that so?"
Long Yu parked the car downstairs at Wangwang Dongcheng First People's Hospital.
Song Ci and Song Fei got out of the car first, and they waited outside the car for a while before Yan Jiang came down.
Looking up at the hospital building, Yan Jiang asked Song Ci, "Which building is the prenatal checkup?"
Song Ci said, "Let's go, I'll take you there."
Song Ci led Yan Jiang to the building behind the main hospital building, entered the elevator, and Song Ci pressed down on the 6th floor.
Ding dong—
When the three of them got out of the elevator, Yan Jiang realized that they were on the floor of the operating room.
Yan Jiang: "."
He glared at Song Ci, who had an innocent expression.
Song Ci pointed at Song Fei, without any hesitation in betraying her sister, "Song Fei told me to do this."
Yan Jiang looked at Song Fei again.
Song Fei raised her eyebrows arrogantly, with a cold expression, and asked him instead: "I arranged it, do you have any objections?"
Yan Jiang dared not have the slightest opinion.
Han Qingshen answered a phone call, turned around, and saw Yan Jiang standing in a daze at the elevator door.
Han Qingshen was a little surprised, she walked towards Yan Jiang and the three of them with her long legs.
Han Qingshen put on high heels, almost as tall as Yan Jiang. Today she was wearing a gorgeous dark purple waist-cut A-line dress again, her long hair was coiled up, and she stood in front of Yan Jiang with her arms folded, full of aura.
Yan Jiang had heard people say that Han Chenyi was a domineering man, and he always looked down upon others wherever he went.
As Han Chenyi's daughter, it's natural that she has deep affection for Han Chenyi.
After carefully looking at Yan Jiang from the beginning to the end, he asked Yan Jiang with a deep feeling of coldness: "Why did you leave the hospital, and you won't stay for two more days."
The cold and deep tone is very natural, as if talking to a family member.
Facing the cold feeling, Yan Jiang was a little embarrassed.
Although there is no blood relationship, in Yan Rufeng's heart, the child he really looks forward to and loves deeply is Han Qingshen. And he, Yan Jiang, was just an illegitimate child created by a conspiracy.
One can imagine the embarrassment of an illegitimate child facing a legitimate child.
If it wasn't for Yan Jiang's thick skin, he would have wished to find a crack in the ground and get in now.
Han Qing deeply saw Yan Jiang's embarrassment, she pointed to the family waiting seat, and said: "Everyone is here, let's sit and wait together. The operation has been done and it was a success, just wait for him to wake up."
"Besides, Uncle Yan will be very happy to see you after the operation."
It's all here, but now turning around and leaving, it seems hypocritical and petty.
Yan Jiang nodded, thanked Hanqing deeply, and took Song Fei and sisters to the family waiting area to sit quietly and wait for Yan Rufeng to come out.
After waiting for more than 20 minutes, I heard an assistant doctor standing at the door and shouting: "Yan Rufeng's family members!" He shouted out, and two people stood up suddenly in the family area.
Song Fei and Song Ci looked at Yan Jiang who stood up suddenly, and then looked at Yan Jiang who stood up at the same time with deep affection, a little surprised.
Yan Jiang soon realized what he had done.
He looked at Han Qingshen in embarrassment, held back for a few seconds, and then said, "I have diarrhea!" After speaking, Yan Jiang hurried to the toilet.
Song Fei: "You little bastard!"
It's not without reason to call him a little coward.
Han Qingshen walked to the door of the operating room with Bei Zhan, and after waiting for more than a minute, Yan Rufeng was pushed out by the assistant doctor.
Bei Zhan and the nurse pushed over the ward bed that had been prepared a long time ago, and everyone worked together to move Yan Rufeng from the operating room bed to the ward bed.
During the process, Yan Rufeng opened his eyes and took a deep look at Han Qing.
The effect of the anesthesia had not completely dissipated, and Yan Rufeng's consciousness was a little dull. He said something gibberish, Han Qing couldn't hear clearly, but he hummed a few times in cooperation.
"Uncle Yan, Yan Jiang is here too."
After saying these words, everyone saw that Yan Rufeng's eyes widened significantly.
Yan Rufeng's eyeballs rolled around, and his gaze swept over the faces of these young people surrounding his hospital bed. He did not find Yan Jiang.
The brilliance in Yan Rufeng's eyes gradually dimmed.
Just at this moment, Yan Jiang came back after he 'had diarrhea'.
Seeing that Song Fei was also surrounded by the hospital bed, he walked slowly to Song Fei's side. The angle was so coincidental that he just exposed his face in Yan Rufeng's sight.
Seeing Yan Jiang, Yan Rufeng raised his hand, pointed at Yan Jiang, and mumbled a few words.
Hanqing put his ear close to Yan Rufeng, and heard Yan Rufeng say: "Jiang Jiang is here."
Hanqing patted the back of Yan Rufeng's hand deeply, and said to him: "Yan Jiang is here, knowing that you are undergoing surgery today, I came here specially to see you."
Yan Rufeng seemed to be smiling.
Yan Jiang seemed to be blushing.
Yan Rufeng was pushed into an independent ward, and all kinds of postoperative monitoring equipment were used for him. Seeing that Yan Rufeng's mental state was not bad, Yan Jiang knew that the operation was out of danger, so he asked Song Fei and the others to go together.
Cold feeling chased out. "Yan Jiang."
Yan Jiang stopped in his tracks.
He didn't look back.
Han Qing told him: "Yan Jiang, I know you hate Uncle Yan in your heart, but Uncle Yan's life is not easy."
Seeing that Yan Jiang still refused to turn around to look at him, he walked towards Yan Jiang with deep coldness.
Seeing this, Song Ci took Song Fei's hand and said to Yan Jiang, "My sister has a stomachache, let's go to the toilet." After speaking, Song Ci pulled Song Fei away.
Going to the bathroom is a universal excuse that can be used in any situation.
Only then did Yan Jiang turn his head, looking at Han with deep affection.
"Shall we chat?" Han Qing asked Yan Jiang deeply.
Yan Jiang glanced at the back of the Song sisters leaving, and nodded slightly.
The coldness brought Yan Jiang to the rest area upstairs, where there was a coffee shop. Pampered and pampered, I can't get used to the coffee here, so I only ordered a cup of plain water.
Yan Jiang's mouth is also tricky, and he only drinks freshly ground and freshly brewed espresso.
The two were holding boiled water, sitting upright, with a generous posture.
Han Qing took a deep sip of the warm boiled water, and she suddenly laughed.
Hearing the laughter, Yan Jiang cast a puzzled look at Zhao Han.
Hanqing told Yan Jiang: "I always knew that Uncle Yan had a son, but out of respect, I never checked your identity. Even so, I also know what kind of person you are."
Yan Jiang asked her: "What am I like?"
Hanqing held back a smile and said: "He is timid, soft-spoken, very sensible, and he is a caring and lovely little boy."
Yan Jiang's head was full of black lines.
With a deep feeling of coldness: "This is how Uncle Yan described you to me."
Yan Jiang curled his lips, "When I was young, I was indeed more gentle and sensible." But then the cruel life forced him to grow sharp thorns all over his body.
Naturally, he would not be so stupid as to ask Yan Jiang why his personality changed after he grew up.
Smart people don't expose other people's scars.
Looking deeply at Yan Jiang's handsome face, Han Qing said, "Actually, I should have discovered the relationship between you and Uncle Yan long ago. In fact, you look very much like Uncle Yan when he was young."
It's not about how similar their facial features are, it's about their demeanor and the way they feel alike.
"Back then, Uncle Yan was the school girl in the university, cheerful and charming, humorous, and a lot of little fans."
Even Han Chenyi, who is so proud and his eyes are above the top, stepped into a bottomless dark road without looking back because of Yan Rufeng.
Yan Jiang didn't know what kind of person Yan Rufeng was when he was young.
The Yan Rufeng heard from Han Qingshen's mouth was very different from the father Yan Jiang remembered.
Yan Jiang said: "Since I can remember, he has been a man of few words. He seldom smiles, and rarely praises me. I don't even remember if he hugged me."
Since childhood, the relationship between Yan Jiang and his father was not close.
His father always looked at him with complicated eyes. Several times he had a fight with someone at school, left blood, and went home to complain to his parents.
Nan Yiyi was so distressed that she hugged him and kissed and hugged him for a while. During the process, Yan Rufeng just sat on the sofa and watched the scene of deep love between mother and child indifferently.
But on that Saturday, Yan Rufeng brought Yan Jiang to the Taekwondo gym, enrolled him in a class, and asked him to practice Taekwondo.
Yan Rufeng loves Yan Jiang, but that love is mixed with too much hatred and helplessness.
Yan Jiang thought about it for a while.
If there is a woman conspiring with Nan Yiyi to give Song Fei a love potion who is already married and has a child, causing that woman to secretly give birth to their child, then Yan Jiang will not wait to see it either that child.
He already has the desire to crush that child to death, let alone love him!
Instead, Yan Jiang should thank Yan Rufeng for not killing him back then.
However, it is one thing to understand in the heart, and Yan Jiang is still sad.
"He hates me, right? After all, my appearance disrupted his life and broke his relationship with Han Chenyi."
Yan Jiang drank the half glass of water, he shook his head and smiled wryly, and said again: "He hates me, there's nothing wrong with that, after all, I'm his stain."
His existence is a stain.
Although he didn't want to admit it, Yan Jiang could see the facts clearly.
Han Qing heard the adjective 'stain' deeply, and subconsciously refuted him: "You are not a stain, you are the innocent person in this grievance. The real guilty people are Nan Yiyi and your grandma."
What does the grievances between parents have to do with children
"Yan Jiang, never think you are a stain." Staring at Yan Jiang's handsome face, he said with a deep smile, "You look so good-looking, you are an angel."
When Han Qing smiled deeply, she was very beautiful.
Yan Jiang thought that someone said that Han Qingshen looked a lot like Han Chenyi. Thinking about it, Han Chenyi must also be a chic and charming man.
"Thirteen years ago, my father was diagnosed with brain cancer at an advanced stage."
Holding the cup tightly, she said: "Twenty-seven years ago, Nan Yiyi showed up at my father's office with a big belly and told him that the child belonged to Uncle Yan. My father almost went crazy when he found out about it." .”
"The two broke up completely and had a big fight at home. I was very young at that time and I can't remember clearly. I just heard from the housekeeper that during that fight, my father stabbed Uncle Yan with a fruit knife. , Uncle Yan almost died."
"After Uncle Yan recovered his life, his father let him go. He didn't want to face Uncle Yan again, and he was afraid that he would do other things to hurt Uncle Yan under his madness."
"After Uncle Yan left, my father always had headaches, but he didn't take the headaches seriously. After many years, when the headaches got worse, he went to the hospital for an examination, only to find out that it was an advanced stage of brain cancer."
"When life was judged to be running out of time, my father finally realized what he had lost. For the first time, my father bowed his head to a person. He went to Uncle Yan and told Uncle Yan about his physical condition."
"Father's cancer is the fundamental reason why Uncle Yan decided to abandon your family and leave the Yan family."
After quietly listening to Han's affectionate narration, Yan Jiang's mood suddenly brightened.
It turns out that this is the truth behind Yan Rufeng's abandonment of his wife and son!
Yan Jiang asked Han affectionately: "Then what happened after that?"
"later."
Recalling those unhappy memories, Han Qing felt a little sad.
As she recalled, she said straightforwardly: "At the advanced stage of brain cancer, my father's eyesight became weaker and weaker, until he couldn't even see my face clearly. Not only that, he also vomited and had headaches repeatedly. He When I have a bad headache, I'll bang my head against the wall."
"Once my father hit his head so badly that it frightened me and Uncle Yan. After that, whenever my father wanted to hit the wall, Uncle Yan would stand by the wall and use his body as the block the wall"
"During that time, Uncle Yan's belly was always blue and purple." In terms of deep love and righteousness, few people can compare to Yan Rufeng.
Yan Rufeng was indeed ashamed of Yan Jiang.
But for Han Chenyi, Yan Rufeng has a clear conscience!
"Uncle Yan came back less than eight months before his father passed away. When he left, his body was emaciated, with loose skin sticking to every bone, and he looked very ugly. At that time, my father lived every day. It's very painful, he doesn't want Uncle Yan to see his ugly appearance."
"He smashed things every day and yelled at Uncle Yan to get out. Uncle Yan would obediently get out every time, and when his father's anger subsided, he would return to him as if nothing had happened."
Speaking of those things, tears gathered in the cold eyes.
The disease is very cruel. It tortured the man who once showed his vigor and scolded Fang Qiu into a monster who was neither human nor ghost.
"Witnessing with my own eyes that my father was tortured by illness until he passed away, this intensified the hatred in Uncle Yan's heart. He hated your mother, and even more hated your ignorant grandma. So after your grandma passed away, Uncle Yan didn't go back to see Take a look at her."
"After his father died, Uncle Yan became mentally disturbed. He looked like a normal person at work, but after work, he would always talk nonsense to the empty room."
"During that time, Uncle Yan had a very difficult time. It took him three years to get over the grief. Because of his irregular life in those years, Uncle Yan suffered from stomach problems, which gradually developed into stomach cancer."
After finishing speaking, Han Qingshen smoked a lady's cigarette from the exquisite bag she was carrying. She quit smoking for a few years because of her pregnancy, but she was under a lot of work pressure, and later picked up the bad habit of smoking.
Yan Jiang took out the lighter and lit the cigarette for Han Qingshen.
Hanqing was smoking a cigarette, squinting at Yan Jiang.
Yan Jiang lowered his head slightly, and his expression was indifferent. It was difficult for people to guess his true thoughts from his expression.
Hanqing told him deeply: "I didn't say this to win your sympathy for Uncle Yan. I just told you about Uncle Yan that I know and understand."
"It's up to you whether to forgive him, or to accept his reparation behavior." After smoking that cigarette, he threw two pieces of chewing gum into his mouth, got up and left.
Yan Jiang sat in the coffee shop for a while, and then went downstairs to find Sister Song Fei.
The two sisters stood at the gate of the hospital eating roasted sweet potatoes, and the two sisters shared one piece. When Yan Jiang arrived, Song Fei was licking her fingers.
Song Fei especially loves to eat roasted sweet potatoes in winter, especially the kind of top-quality roasted sweet potatoes with crispy skin, soft meat and glutinous meat.
Seeing that Yan Jiang was coming, Song Fei hurriedly lowered her hands, with a serious look, as if the woman who stuck out her tongue and licked her fingers just now was not her.
Yan Jiang: "Let's go."
After getting in the car, Song Fei took out two wet paper towels, and complained while wiping her hands: "This roasted sweet potato tastes so-so, not as good as when I was a child."
Song Ci rolled her eyes and yelled at her: "Since it's not delicious, why did you grab mine just now? I also saw you licking your fingers!"
Song Fei glanced at Song Cifei, "If you can't speak, don't speak."
Song Ci snorted coldly, "Don't threaten me, I'm not afraid of you."
The two sisters quarreled in the back row, most of the time it was Song Ci who was talking non-stop, Song Fei occasionally sneered, and occasionally cut proudly.
Listening to the scolding of the sisters, Yan Jiang's heart, which had been numb by Nan Yiyi's mother and son, gradually recovered its strong heartbeat.
Yan Jiang went to Fengcheng to stay for a while, the refrigerator at home was empty, and he urgently needed to go to the supermarket to clean up.
Song Ci went to the supermarket with them.
Song Ci was standing in front of a row of shelves, picking out dried fruits. Song Fei came over and poked Song Ci's arm.
Song Ci tilted her head to look at her wonderingly, "What are you doing?"
Song Fei said: "The little ones are about to be born. As an aunt, I plan to buy some gifts for them. Look, what else do you need?"
Song Ci was about to speak, but Song Fei said again: "I don't have much money, don't ask me if it's too expensive, ask Yan Jiang to buy it."
Song Ci didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Don't worry, I know you are poor, and I didn't intend to let you buy too expensive things."
"Well, let's buy a few sets of toys for them. I've already bought them clothes, so I'll buy more. You can store the toys there, and play with them when they grow up."
"good."
Song Fei and Song Ci went to the mother and baby store downstairs. After some selection, they chose a story machine, a set of Barbie dolls, and a set of Lego toys.
Just after paying the bill, Song Ci's cell phone rang.
Seeing that it was Han Zhan calling, Song Ci went to a quieter place to answer the phone.
"Brother Han." Thinking that Han Zhan was going home for dinner, Song Ci told Han Zhan, "I shouldn't be coming back tonight. Yan Jiang and Song Fei are back today, and I'm shopping with them right now."
But Han Zhan said: "Cibao, Su Beibei is bleeding heavily, and the baby is about to be born."
Song Ci was taken aback, "How could he bleed profusely!"
"I don't know the specific situation. Li Li has already rushed to the hospital, and I plan to go there too. Do you want to go and have a look?"
"of course yes!"
After hanging up the phone, Song Ci said goodbye to Song Fei, went downstairs to the garage, and asked Long Yu to drive her to the hospital.
Song Ci's location was relatively close to the hospital, and she was the first to arrive at the hospital.
As soon as she saw Song Ci, Li's mother knelt down in front of her limply. "Song Ci, Song Ci, what should I do, Beibei has shed a lot of blood!"
"Will something happen to our Beibei!"
Song Ci was frightened by Li's mother's appearance.
As a pregnant woman herself, she was prone to wild thoughts. When she saw Su Beibei's blood on Mama Li's sleeves, she was so frightened that she forgot how to speak.
Mama Li let go of Song Ci. She put her palms together and kowtowed to the outside of the window. While kowtowing, she begged: "God, you have to hug our Beibei, she must be fine!"
"Be sure to keep their mother and child safe!"
Song Ci gradually regained her consciousness.
She quickly gave Long Yu a look, "Brother Long, help Auntie up."
Long Yu half-supported and half-dragged Mama Li up, and pressed her on a chair. Song Ci sat down next to Mama Li, held Mama Li's bloody hand, and then Song Ci asked her, "Auntie, what's going on?"
With tears in her eyes, Li's mother narrated intermittently: "I went out to buy vegetables in the afternoon, and I planned to come back in the evening to make sweet and sour fish for Beibei. When I came back, Beibei had already broken her amniotic fluid and was bleeding profusely."
"She crawled from the kitchen to the living room, trying to get her mobile phone to make a call. I opened the door and saw blood all over the floor. Oh my God, my legs were so scared!"
"I only went out for a while, why did something happen to her? How should I explain to Li Li?"
Li's mother was crying out of breath, she was really panicked and frightened.
Song Ci frowned and asked, "What is she doing in the kitchen?"
Li's mother was stunned for a moment, and said uncertainly: "Maybe, are you hungry?"
Song Ci took a deep look at Li's mother, always feeling that this matter revealed something unusual.
What do you think of Mama Li
(end of this chapter)