To the Song family, Xiao Zheng was just like a member of the family, he was the one who single-handedly promoted him.
Originally, with his ability, staying in the army was the best choice for him. He could develop well and rise quickly.
But he was thinking about the old man's kindness and took the initiative to protect the old man.
The old man knew it well and told him that after a hundred years, he would let him look after and promote Xiao Zheng more.
"Maybe!" Ji Xing didn't give an accurate answer.
Song Shu sighed. After his third brother left the operating room and was out of danger, he went to ask Yanyan. After all, she must be sad now!
Song Chen stood at the door of the operating room, leaning on a cane, staring at the big red words "DURING OPERATION".
No matter how old he is, he is still his father, and the third child is his son. No matter how much he annoys his bad temper, he will always be his own child.
Now that something happened, he would naturally be on tenterhooks.
Song Heng and Bai Lu were guarding the old man, with worried faces on their faces.
Song Jing's knife wound, as Ji Xing expected, penetrated the heart wall and did not stab the heart.
The doctor said it was a miracle, a one-in-a-million chance.
Qiao Yuan guarded Song Jing 24 hours a day, unwilling to go anywhere, not eating or drinking.
Song Yiyan came over with the porridge, sighed deeply in her heart, and advised in a gentle voice: "Mom, you should eat something, the doctor said it, he..."
Qiao Yuan turned to look at her.
Song Yiyan swallowed the words that came to her mouth and quickly changed her words: "The doctor said, dad is fine, don't worry, he will wake up soon, let me feed you!"
"I'm not hungry and can't eat." Qiao Yuan looked very haggard and her eyes were still red and swollen.
Song Yiyan looked distressed: "If you don't eat, then I won't eat either."
After she finished speaking, she turned to look at Ji Xing and ordered: "Don't take it out, let's not eat it. If the whole family goes on a hunger strike together, we will all starve to death."
Ji Xing was putting food on the table. They were all her favorite dishes. Grandpa specially ordered them to be delivered. After hearing her words, he put them back one by one.
Qiao Yuan was anxious: "I don't eat because I'm not hungry. You two follow me and learn what to do. Go and eat quickly."
"If you don't eat, neither of us will eat." Song Yiyan was firm.
Qiao Yuan sighed, feeling worried. She couldn't eat anything even if she forced herself to eat. She couldn't rest assured if she didn't watch her husband wake up.
"Go eat." Song Jing, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes at some point. His voice was hoarse and weak. He wanted to raise his hand to touch her, but he had no strength at all. He could only smile hard: "Wife, listen. Yanyan’s words.”
Qiao Yuan heard him when he spoke and held his hand excitedly: "Honey, are you thirsty? Are you hungry? Do you want to go to the bathroom?"
Song Jing shook his head and held her hand with his backhand: "No, go get something to eat quickly."
Why she was so haggard was all his fault, which made her worried.
"Mom, you have to believe what the doctor says." Seeing him wake up, Song Yiyan breathed a sigh of relief: "It's not even night yet, my dad will wake up soon."
When Song Jing heard the name dad, he suddenly felt like he was in another world. His eyes were sore and uncomfortable, but his heart was happy.
Ever since she had an engagement ceremony, had a falling out with the Dongfang family, and him, and ran away from home, she never called him dad again.
During this period of time, he had been trying to make up for the mistakes he made at that time. He should not have said those harsh words to her and should not have driven her away, but he never knew how to speak.
"Honey, you should eat some too. I'll ask the doctor." Qiao Yuan stood up and rang the bell.
The doctor and nurse came in quickly and conducted a comprehensive examination on Song Jing. They confirmed that his physical condition had stabilized and he would just need to rest.
Only then did Qiao Yuan feel relieved: "Hubby, there is chicken soup. I will serve you some chicken soup to drink."
Song Yiyan took her hand and wanted to leave.
Song Jing suddenly pulled her finger.
Song Yiyan turned back and gave him a strange look.
Song Jing's eyes were red and his voice was hoarse and unclear: "Yanyan, what happened that time was all my father's fault. I'm sorry."
Song Yiyan was a very generous person, and she promised Qiao Yuan that she would not quarrel with him again. Even when she heard his apology, she didn't know how she felt: "Um... Dad, I did something wrong too, I'm sorry."
Qiao Yuan saw that the father and daughter finally explained their words face to face, and she shed tears happily. There is no overnight hatred between father and daughter. How wonderful it is.
Song Jing's voice became hoarse. He couldn't let his daughter see him cry, so he quickly urged: "You are hungry, take your mother to eat!"
Song Yiyan felt a little awkward, but she quickly accepted it calmly. After all, he was also the biological father of her current body.
Although he is usually a bit authoritarian, as long as he realizes his mistakes and corrects them, he is a good father, and she will admit him.
Ji Xing took out the food again and helped fill a bowl of chicken soup. The oil on the chicken soup was skimmed off and it looked light and delicious.
Qiao Yuan fed Song Jing a bowl of chicken soup and got up to go back to eat.
Song Yiyan didn't know whether she ate too much or what happened. She retched, covered her mouth and ran into the bathroom.
Ji Xing's eyes were slightly condensed, and he stood up to catch up.
Because of his uncle's incident, he had forgotten about it. She had behaved normally in the past two days and had not vomited.
Qiao Yuan told him not to move, and she followed him into the bathroom.
Song Yiyan vomited so hard that she felt like she wanted to vomit her stomach out, and she felt a little exhausted.
Qiao Yuan comforted her heartily and patted her back, with a look of solemnity and surprise in her eyes: "Yanyan, are you pregnant?"
This vomiting method is not ordinary vomiting, it looks like morning sickness.
"What happened?" Song Yiyan didn't want to admit it, but she knew in her heart that some things couldn't be hidden. After taking Shui Shu's mouth, she felt much better.
"Let's go and have a look!" Qiao Yuan saw her face turned pale after vomiting, and felt very distressed. She helped her up: "Let's go to the gynecology department for a checkup!"
Song Yiyan was a little frightened, and she pulled her arm, her voice even lowered: "Mom, what do you think we will do if it happens?"
Qiao Yuan answered matter-of-factly: "Yes, yes."
Song Yiyan had a bitter look on her face and was about to cry: "But I'm not ready yet."
Qiao Yuan patted her hand tenderly and comforted her with a smile: "Isn't life made up of countless surprises? This is a gift from God to you and to us."
Song Yiyan pursed her lips: "What you said to me seems to be true."
Good night
(End of chapter)