35 self-deceived Suqin

"I can't say exactly. Zhang Fenxiang is not a simple character. If she hadn't handed over her home to Chen Lin ten years ago, maybe she would be able to keep up with my Hai family today. ”

Hai Mingjue has heard about Zhang Fenxiang, and it is said that she is a once-in-a-century genius in the medical field and has made great achievements in surgery. She has a rich emotional history and is bold enough to have children out of wedlock. The column of the household register is still marked as unmarried...... For more than 40 years, she has never revealed a word about the identity of Chen Lin's father.

What Tang Su didn't know was that Zhang Fenxiang still had some connections with her own family, and there was another reason why she liked Chen Siyao's character but couldn't get too close.

After returning from the villa, Tang Su quietly took the money from the commission, bought a lot of supplements, and went to the hospital to visit his mother Su Qin.

Before she entered the door of the ward, three or five hanging bottles took turns swinging to the ground, and the broken glass splashed and smashed on the edge of her shoes.

She stood on tiptoe, carefully walked over, and before she sat on the edge of the bed, she heard Su Qin slash her head and cover her face with a burst of abuse: "Lock me up here every day, am I a prisoner in prison? ”

Her heart is congested, Tang Jiahui's affection, her mother doesn't know, and she still thinks about it again and again. She couldn't bear to tell the truth and hurt her mother's heart! She pretended to smile as usual, trying to comfort her, "Wait, I'll take you to see him after the operation." ”

"Wait, wait, you know let me wait, how many times have you said this kind of deceitful words? You get out, get away from me, when Jiahui sees me, you come again." ”

Su Qin leaned on the pillow, her messy hair covering her originally pale face, and her dry and cracked lips slowly squirmed. The skinny hands were clutched tightly, and their sunken eyes were fiercely slashed at her, as if they were glimpsing a mortal enemy.

She looked at her mother's disgust with her, and the corners of her eyes turned red. It's not that she doesn't want to bring Tang Jiahui here, she is afraid that Tang Jiahui will come and say other things to humiliate and stimulate her mother, and she is even more afraid that the ruthless Yuan Li will secretly harm her mother. The day of the operation was approaching, and there was no room for any trouble at this critical juncture, so she had to hide her mother here and forbid contact with the outside world.

And her mother didn't appreciate her hard work.

"Mom. She took a deep breath and held back all the tears that were about to well-rise into her eyes.

"Don't call me Mom, I don't have a bastard like you. The radical Su Qin pulled out the needle, pointed a sharp end at his neck, and threatened fiercely: "You can't do my little request, what's the point of curing the disease, just die to save your eyes." ”

"Mom, you have something to say. Tang Su panicked, wanted to stop but was worried that it would be too late, his legs trembled with fright, and he was so anxious that tears flowed out.

Su Qin didn't care about her sadness, she pricked the needle in the flesh of her neck, and with a little force, she could break through a bloody hole, "Do you want me to die, or go and find Jiahui?"

This is not the first time Su Qin has to die or live, almost every time Tang Su comes, Su Qin has to make this play.

She was physically and mentally exhausted, her eyes were full of tears, and her voice was choked, "Mom, if Tang Jiahui had you in his heart, he would have come to see you early on the day of your illness, how could he not see anyone for a long time?