After two surgeries, when Song Weixi was pushed out of the operating room, the sky had already begun to dawn.

From seven or eight o'clock in the evening of the previous day to five or six o'clock in the morning of the next day, it took more than ten hours, and all of them did not go back, and all of them waited outside the operating room.

And after the second hand, Dr. Xu finally had a relieved smile on his face.

When everyone stepped forward, he smiled and said, "The operation was successful, so don't worry, Vichy should wake up soon, but this time I hope you will pay attention and don't let his mood fluctuate too much." ”

"We get it, thank you Dr. Xu. Old Madam Song hurriedly said.

Hearing that the operation was successful, Song Weixi was able to wake up, and everyone's hanging heart was finally relaxed.

Su Ran naturally couldn't wait to follow Song Weixi's ward, and because Mrs. Song hadn't slept all night, she was old, and she couldn't stand it if she stayed up, so Song Mingxuan sent her back to Song's house to rest first, but before she left, she repeatedly told Su Ran that Song Weixi was going to call her as soon as she woke up, and she would rush over immediately.

Su Ran walked into the ward and approached the bed, and Song Weixi's beautiful little face lying on it was not a little angry at the moment, because he was tortured by the illness, so his emaciated chin was pointed.

Su Ran carefully picked up his little hand, put it on his cheek, looked at him, and said softly: "Vichy, thank you, you are still alive." ”

She should thank God, thank him for not taking Song Weixi away from her, and thank him for keeping him with her.

He is only three years old, he still has such a long way to go, there are so many things he has not seen, so many things have not been experienced, how can he end his life like this?

So, fortunately, he's still alive and can do a lot of things that he hasn't done before.

After the people of the Song family left one after another, Song Tingyu also opened the door of the ward and stepped in with long legs.

As soon as he came in, he heard Su Ran's words of thanking Song Weixi.

He couldn't help but be a little stunned, the mother-son relationship between Su Ran and Song Weixi was irreplaceable by no one else.

In the past three years, they have relied on each other, and only each other can share all their happiness and unhappiness.

Although he is Su Ran's husband and Song Weixi's father, he doesn't seem to be able to get involved in them at all, whether it is life or life.

When Song Tingyu came in, Su Ran knew it, but she didn't look back at him, she was still doing her own thing, carefully put down Song Weixi's little hand, and pulled the quilt to help him cover it.

Song Tingyu also walked over and stood behind her, probably looking at Song Weixi.

She didn't react either, anyway, in Song Tingyu's heart for this man, there has never been a mother and son, not before, not now, maybe not in the future.

When she was pregnant, Su Hao took her to the Song family with the pregnancy notice for the first time, just to get some benefits from the Song family through such a trouble.

And Song Tingyu also asked her to come out to meet not long after, and the first thing she said when they met was to let her take the child away, saying that as long as she took the child away, he would agree to whatever she wanted.

She was only twenty years old at the time, and she didn't have any feelings for Song Tingyu, and it wasn't that she didn't think about taking the child away, but Qiao Qing said that if she took the child away, she would die.

So in front of Song Tingyu, she could only shake her head and say that she wanted to give birth to the child.

Song Tingyu's smile was cold, and his long fingers tapped on the table: "Since you are going to give birth to this child, then you will live with this child for the rest of your life, I hope you will not regret your decision today." ”

Su Ran didn't know if she would regret it at that time, she only knew that she had no choice, but after giving birth to Song Weixi, she never regretted her original decision.

Because he is such a good child, what right does she have to deprive him of the right to come into this world?

Song Weixi was diagnosed with illness just after this summer, and at that time, Mrs. Song called Song Tingyu as soon as possible, originally asking him to come back, how can he also be Song Weixi's father, the child is sick, and he should come back to accompany him.

But he refused, citing his busy schedule.

If all the methods hadn't been tried, but Song Weixi's condition still hadn't improved in the slightest, maybe Song Tingyu wouldn't be standing here today.

Probably Song Weixi didn't have much chance to meet his so-called father.

The Song family has a photo of Song Tingyu, usually Song Weixi doesn't seem to pay much attention, Su Ran thought he didn't care, but once he saw him alone with a group photo of the family looking at it, and he was fascinated by it, Su Ran knew at that time that he actually had a lot of thoughts about his father who gave him life.

Several times, Su Ran picked up the phone and almost dialed Song Tingyu's phone number, she wanted to beg him to let him come back to see Song Weixi, even if it was to come back to see him once.

Don't let Song Weixi's impression of him stay on the photos all the time.

Once she finally dialed the number, only to hear his cold and detached voice coming from the other end of the phone, she suddenly lost all her courage and hung up without saying a word.

Never fought again.

In fact, Song Weixi also asked her about Song Tingyu, but she only asked once, but even she didn't know much about Song Tingyu, so how could she describe it to him?

Song Weixi thought she was sad when she didn't speak, so she immediately said: "Mom, it's okay, I just asked casually, and I don't really want to know ......."

The words that Song Weixi said seemed to be still echoing in her mind now, she felt that her nerves were tightening tightly at the moment, and her temples were also aching faintly, so she rubbed it with her hand.

At this moment, a glass of warm boiled water was suddenly handed over in front of her, she was stunned for a moment, and looked up to see Song Tingyu holding a water cup in one hand and a white pill in the palm of the other.

"Eat this, Ah Zhan prescribed it for you, it's good for your body. ”

Su Ran was silent for a while, and she didn't want to get along with her body, if she fell, who would take care of Song Weixi?

So I reached out and took the pills and water, and ate them all.

Putting down the water glass, she glanced out the window, and it was already white, and it was already past six o'clock in the morning.

Song Weixi doesn't seem to wake up so soon.

Maybe it was the effect of the medicine, so at the moment she felt a little heavy eyelids, so she lay on the edge of the hospital bed and closed her eyes.

In a daze, she seemed to feel that her body was picked up and put in one place, she wanted to open her eyes to see what was going on, but she was too tired, so no matter how hard she tried, it was in vain, and finally she fell asleep.

Although it has a medicinal effect, she actually doesn't sleep very well, and naturally she can't sleep long before waking up.

"Vichy!"

She woke up with a scream, and sat up, perhaps because the action was too sudden, so it pulled a nerve, she "hissed" in surprise, and supported her forehead with her hand, only to find that she was now sleeping on the sofa in the ward, covered with a long gray male coat.

You don't have to think about it, you can know whose clothes it is when you smell it.

Too familiar, who else could it be besides Song Tingyu?

She lifted her coat and threw it on the sofa, put on her shoes and went to Song Weixi's hospital bed, but he hadn't woken up yet.

And the sky outside was already bright, and it was estimated that it was already eight or nine o'clock.

This ward now knows that she and Song Weixi, as for where Song Tingyu went, Su Ran didn't have much interest in knowing, maybe something happened to Bai Zhirui again, so he went back, anyway, in his heart, Bai Zhirui is the most important, where is she willing to do a little something?

When Su Ran just wanted to pull the chair over and sit next to Song Weixi, the door of the ward was opened from the outside at this time.

It was Song Tingyu who came in.

He was stunned for a moment when he saw Su Ran, who had already woken up, obviously thinking that she would sleep a little longer.

Song Tingyu was carrying a few bags in his hands, and when he walked in, he gently closed the door, put a few more bags on the coffee table, and took out the things from inside.

It was breakfast.

"Now that you're awake, come over and get something to eat. ”

Su Ran looked over and found that it was actually her favorite breakfast restaurant, she couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, how did Song Tingyu know that she liked to eat at that restaurant?

She suddenly thought that the last time she was hospitalized by Qiao Qing, Lin Shenghuan had bought her breakfast, and she also bought breakfast from this store, and Song Tingyu was also there at that time.

So, is this a coincidence or ......

He went there on purpose?

In fact, Su Ran prefers to regard these as coincidences rather than think about it, although the breakfast shop is far away from this hospital, and the two places are basically in two directions, one in the south of the city and the other in the north of the city.

But Su Ran really didn't want to think about it, because many times she thought about the consequences, and found that she was just making herself amorous.

Seeing that she was still in place and didn't come over, Song Tingyu put down the things in her hand and walked over and pulled her up: "You haven't eaten for a long time, and your body is very weak." ”

Su Ran was quite disgusted that he was holding her like this, so she turned her wrist and broke his hand away: "I'll come by myself." ”

She knew very well that even if she no longer had an appetite, she should eat something to replenish her energy.

She went to the bathroom to wash her hands and face, and Song Tingyu had already put the buns and porridge on the coffee table.

The porridge was still steaming, but the distance from there to this side was so far, and the weather was a few degrees below zero, so it was hard to imagine how quickly it took him to come back.

This point is the time when the breakfast shop is the most crowded, because the food is delicious and the price is favorable, so many people like to go to their store, especially on weekend mornings, always like the family to go over, so this time to pass, often need to queue.

Today is the weekend.

No matter whether Song Tingyu happened to pass by there or went there specially, he couldn't escape the fate of queuing.

It may be that he has been outside for too long, so he still has a chill on his body, and Su Ran can feel it when he sits down next to him.

She froze, her eyes glancing over his forehead.

She knew that he had come to the hospital yesterday and had not treated the wound from a car accident, so now all the blood that came out of the wound had dried up.

He was still wearing the black shirt he wore last night, and after a car accident, he was already wrinkled.

But she pursed her lips and didn't say anything.

Before Su Ran's eyes could be retracted, suddenly Song Tingyu also raised his head at this time, and the eyes of the two collided together.

She looked away a little abruptly, pretending to be inadvertent, but in fact, only she knew, it seemed so deliberate.

She began to lower her head to drink the porridge and never looked up again.

"Su Ran. Song Tingyu's deep voice came.

She paused, but did not speak, her long eyelashes hanging down like two small brushes, casting a small shadow on her little white face, moving up and down with her breathing.

"Vichy things, let's talk. ”

Su Ran raised his head and just wanted to speak, but the door of the ward was opened at this time, and Lu Zhan, who was wearing a white coat, appeared in their sight.

He glanced at Su Ran and the others, and smiled: "You eat slowly, I'm here to see Vichy." ”

Lu Zhan is a surgeon, so he is basically very busy, and now he just took the time to come over to see Song Weixi, he went to the hospital bed to take a look, and wanted to leave immediately, but when he walked to the door, he realized that he had forgotten something, so he folded back and put a bag on the coffee table.

He pointed to the wound on Song Tingyu's forehead: "Just now Aunt Shen called me and asked me to come over and help you deal with the wound, but since Su Ran is here, then let Su Ran help, it's just a skin injury, it's not complicated, I will have an operation later, so I'll go first." ”

As he spoke, he winked at Su Ran before leaving.

After Lu Zhan left, the ward seemed to be silent again, and the atmosphere was very strange, and neither Su Ran nor Song Tingyu spoke.

Song Tingyu reached out and took the bag that Lu Zhan had placed on the coffee table, opened it, and inside were bandages, disinfectant potions, cotton swabs and other things.

He touched his wound with his hand, frowned, unscrewed the lid of the disinfectant, and dipped it with a cotton swab, just when he wanted to touch the wound, Su Ran's hand reached over and took the cotton swab: "I'll come." ”

After speaking, she got up and went to the bathroom, wrung out a warm towel, and stood opposite Song Tingyu, first using a towel to help him wipe the blood on his forehead.

Because it was too long, the blood stains were sticking to the skin, and it was quite difficult to wipe it, she increased her strength, but she accidentally pressed it on the opening, and the wound that had begun to heal immediately had blood coming out.

When Su Ran saw the blood, he panicked a little: "I'm sorry." ”

"Just deal with it casually and stick gauze on it. Song Tingyu pressed her slender white wrist at this time and said softly.

He was still thinking about telling her about Song Weixi.

After all, while Song Weixi hadn't woken up yet, there were some knots between them, and it was better to solve them as soon as possible.

Su Ran nodded, cleaned it up with disinfectant water, and tore the gauze and stuck it on the wound, before it was finally completed.

"Alright. ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she realized that something was wrong, she and Song Tingyu were too close, and the breaths of the two seemed to be intertwined.

Moreover, the posture of the two is a little too ambiguous.

She immediately reflexively stepped back, only to be behind the couch, and in her panic, she almost tripped over the couch foot and fell to the ground.

Song Tingyu stretched out his hand and hugged her slender waist and pulled her back.

"How are you clumsy?"

His tone seemed a little helpless.

Su Ran felt that the hand he placed on his waist was like a piece of hot iron, about to burn through her skin.

She was afraid of the feeling, so she put her hand behind her back to take his hand away.

"Su Ran, what are you going to do?"

"Let go of your hand. ”

It's just that she only cares about breaking free, but she forgets the situation she is in now, Song Tingyu stared at her beautiful little face: "Do you really want me to let go of my hand?"

She nodded without hesitation.

Song Tingyu really let go of his hand.

She realized that she was going to stand too high, and as soon as Song Tingyu let go, she was about to fall.