When Du Tingting said this, she obviously didn't want Song Fei to be found.
why
Song Ci guessed that Du Tingting must have known what Mu Mian did. She couldn't tell herself that Song Fei was in danger, but she couldn't stand by and watch, so she could only persuade her to give up looking for Song Fei first.
Du Tingting was not the criminal who killed Song Fei, she was the only innocent person in this conspiracy.
This recognition made Song Ci really feel at ease.
But acting has to do everything. As Song Fei's younger sister, Song Ci certainly can't really give up looking for Song Fei. "I won't give up looking for Song Fei, I still have money, mother doesn't have to worry about me."
Du Tingting picked up the milk cup with a heavy heart and drank it in one gulp, her tongue was sore. "Hiss!" She hurriedly put down the cup, cupped her chin and let out a small mouthful of air.
Song Ci hurriedly got up to get a glass of ice water for Du Tingting to drink.
Du Tingting drank the water, then said with a smile: "I didn't notice it for a while, the milk is too hot."
Song Ci didn't expose her suffocating lies, she took a deep look at Du Tingting, and suddenly said, "Is there something on my mother's mind?"
Du Tingting was taken aback, and looked at Song Ci hesitantly.
Seeing Du Tingting's nervous eyes, Song Ci felt amused, "My mother has been absent-minded since she sat down, and now Qiu'er is sick and can't talk to her about her thoughts. If my mother has something on her mind, she can tell me."
Du Tingting has too many things hidden in her heart, she needs to talk to others.
Du Tingting pondered for a long time before she spoke, "I went up today and consulted the Red Cross." After glancing at Song Ci and seeing her puzzled expression, Du Tingting added, "It's about organ donation."
Hearing this, Song Ci's expression changed slightly. "Mother" Song Ci looked at Du Tingting with a serious expression, and she asked Du Tingting, "You want to give Qiu'er your heart?"
Although he was asking, Song Ci's tone was affirmative.
Du Tingting nodded slowly. "That's what I think." Du Tingting's heart was pierced when she thought of her daughter.
"Qiu'er is still so young, let me watch her die, I really can't do it." Du Tingting squeezed the mixing spoon excitedly, her breathing became heavy, "She has a special blood type, and she wants to wait for a suitable heart The chance of her appearing is very small. I have the same blood type as her, she is the child of my pregnancy in October, and my heart must be the most suitable for her!"
"If I don't save her, no one can save her!"
Taking a deep look at Song Ci, Du Tingting said, "In this world, no one should use her life to save Qiu'er. If there must be such a person, it must be me."
"She is my child."
She is the one to donate her organs, not an innocent young girl. Whether it was Song Fei or someone else, they were all living beings, and none of them had the obligation to pay for Mu Qiu's life.
Du Tingting will not see Mu Mian become a murderer, nor will she allow her daughter's survival to be based on the cost of murdering an innocent life.
Song Ci listened to Du Tingting's speech in a daze, and was moved in her heart. She thought of her mother, the Song Ci sisters looked very similar to their mother Jiang Mengmeng. Jiang Mengmeng is a very beautiful woman, she is tough and kind, and loves Song Ci and Song Fei very much.
Song Fei has a high IQ, and since she was a child, she has loved to delve into some weird things. Her behavior seems strange to some people. But Jiang Mengmeng respected Song Fei very much, despite others' irresponsible remarks, she still supported Song Fei's strange research.
Song Ci is not as smart as Song Fei, but she is very talented in music. The first time she touched the violin, she was able to produce very beautiful sounds. After Jiang Mengmeng discovered Song Ci's talent in music, he tried his best to get her to study under the name of violinist Shen Yubei.
Song Ci remembered that one day she went to her master's house to learn the violin, and it was already dark when she finished. When Jiang Mengmeng picked her up to go home, he ran into a murderer who had just escaped.
Song Ci was so frightened at that time that he didn't dare to say a word, but Jiang Mengmeng, who usually speaks softly, immediately protected Song Ci behind him, and fought the murderer with the aura of protecting a calf. together.
When Song Ci's father arrived, Jiang Mengmeng was stabbed in the abdomen by the murderer.
Song Ci put away her memories, and looked at Du Tingting in front of her with heavy eyes. As mothers together, Du Tingting and Jiang Mengmeng are both brave and fearless. How could they not be afraid of pain or death? Just because children are in trouble, they must be strong.
"Mother." Song Ci asked Du Tingting: "You make this decision, does father know?"
Du Tingting felt a little guilty, she shook her head, "I told him, but he naturally objected."
Song Ci knew it would be like this.
Mu Mian is cruel to their sisters, but for this married wife, Mu Mian really loves to the marrow. Taking Du Tingting's heart to perform a transplant operation on Mu Qiu, Mu Mian would never agree.
If you really have to worry about the weight, in Mu Mian's heart, Du Tingting is heavier than Mu Qiu.
Song Ci added: "If Mu Qiu knew about it, he wouldn't agree."
Du Tingting didn't even think about it, she said firmly, "I won't tell her."
Song Ci smiled wryly, "But she will always know. Mother, when the operation is over, Qiu'er opened her eyes and looked for you, but she couldn't find you, how regretful she must be."
Song Ci held Du Tingting's hand and said to her, "I respect your decision, but mother, you should also respect Qiu'er. At least, listen to Qiu'er's opinion."
"Thinking in another way, if I was seriously ill, my mother secretly signed the organ donation letter without telling me. When I woke up after the operation, I found that my mother was dead, and that the beating heart in my body belonged to my mother."
Song Ci bit her lip and said decisively: "I would rather die than live."
Du Tingting was terrified by Song Ci's last words and fell silent.
Song Ci actually didn't agree with Du Tingting's actions. To be honest, in Song Ci's opinion, that devil Mu Qiu was not worth Du Tingting's doing for her at all.
Staring at the milk in front of Du Tingting, Song Ci suddenly said, "Besides, for the sake of Qiu'er, if you don't want your own life, are you planning to take the life of the child in your belly too?"
Du Tingting's face froze, a little astonished. She was very surprised, "You" Du Tingting helplessly holding the milk cup with both hands, the heat in the cup made Du Tingting maintain her sanity.
She knew she was pregnant
Song Ci did guess that Du Tingting was pregnant. In fact, Du Tingting was also pregnant during this time in her last life. However, the timing of this child's arrival was not right. At that time, Mu Qiu was undergoing surgery, and Du Tingting was very nervous and did not have a good rest. The family didn't know that Du Tingting was pregnant until she saw the red miscarriage.
Everything is happening according to the trajectory of the previous life.
Du Tingting looked uneasy, she asked Song Ci: "How do you know I'm pregnant?"
The corner of Song Ci's left lip was slightly raised, and the smile was quite helpless. "Mother, I'm not a child, so I can't fail to see it." After she finished speaking, her expression was slightly gloomy, and she continued: "Mu Qiu is not a three-year-old child either, so she can see what I can see. "
Du Tingting opened her mouth, her throat was astringent and sore, she couldn't make a sound.
Staring at Du Tingting's speechless expression, Song Ci ruthlessly pointed out: "Mother, the decision you think is selfless is too unfair to the child in your womb. The world is so good, but he doesn't even have a chance to look at his mother." , was expected to be executed by the mother."
"Mother, you are too partial."
The sentence was too biased, the summary was too sharp, and it hit the nail on the head, which made Du Tingting turn pale.
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