"I got fourteen stitches, and I will remove the stitches in twenty days......." Song Sanye glanced at Meng Ben who was standing at the door, and walked over to help Song Ersheng up, "There are no other problems in the body, and the liver and kidney diseases can also be raised........ She should have just been impulsive and didn't think about it........ "People are not afraid of not being able to figure it out, they are afraid that they can't think of it.......

Song Ersheng doesn't want to say anything now. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Song Sanye stroked her hair, "Tell your dad about them?" ”

Song Ersheng's heart throbbed rapidly, as if he had been pricked by a needle, and nodded slightly, "Just call my father first." "My sister is sick like this, and everyone feels uncomfortable, but my father is so naïve to vent his nervous and scared anger on his sister, then he has to be responsible for his sister now.

Song Sanye understood what Song Ersheng meant, turned around and went out to make a call. When he passed by Meng Ben, although he felt a little uncomfortable, he still whispered to Meng Ben, "Look at the three thousand....... "If the three thousand have something in case, then he won't live."

Meng Ben nodded respectfully in response, feeling something. But now is not the time for him to rejoice.......

Song Huanan received a call from Song Sanye, only thinking that Song Sanye was looking for him for something, although he was puzzled, he still obediently explained his work and drove over quickly. I wish my mother to come to the city after finishing work in the afternoon, so I said that I would just take the bus.

According to Song Sanye's instructions, Song Huanan drove all the way to the hospital, thinking that the old man was unwell? How did you get to the hospital? I didn't think about Song Yizheng at all. In his heart, the effect of treatment in the field is so poor, and he is tired all the way, Song Yizheng should be resting at this time.

Song Sanye waited for Song Huanan at the gate of the hospital, and asked him to follow him, "Don't worry, it's okay......"

Song Huanan's doubts in his heart became even greater, "You, don't scare me, what's wrong?" ”

Song Sanye didn't speak, knowing that he had come to the emergency department, there were many beds, Song Huanan's heart was getting more and more uneasy, he stood at the door, and didn't dare to go in at all. Probably because of the father-daughter connection or some inexplicable factor, Song Huanan's heart beat violently, he knew that something was wrong.

Song Ersheng came out from behind the curtain and saw Song Huanan, "Dad." ”

Song Huanan opened his mouth and wanted to respond, but he couldn't make a sound. He was already very clear at this time - something happened to Song Yizheng.

As if stepping on cotton under his feet, Song Huanan approached slowly, and the disabled leg was even more lame. His little fingers were shaking, and his stomach was bulging, and he couldn't breathe or let go. He felt like his whole body was buzzing.........

Song Sanye opened the curtain, and the sleeping Song Yizheng was revealed in front of Song Huanan. And the first thing he saw was Song Yizheng's wrist wrapped in thick gauze........

With a pop, Song Huanan sat on the ground, his eyes straight.

Song Ersheng hurriedly came over to help him up, "I didn't hurt the tendons and arteries, so I can be regarded as picking up a life.......

Song Huanan suddenly hiccuped, and then let out a long breath........ Then, he covered his face and cried........

A middle-aged man of more than 1.8 meters sat on the ground and cried like a child.

Song Ersheng's tears also followed. Human suffering is really a very extremely selfish thing, only oneself can have it, and it is completely unshareable. Even if you tell others about your pain over and over again, it will be difficult for others to truly understand. Sometimes even if you talk too much, you will be treated as a wolf...... Empathy has always been something that only people with the same experience can produce.

My sister is sick, and only she knows the extent of her pain. But now, through her suicidal behavior, she has successfully conveyed it to her father........

Reality is sometimes so cruel. Death seems to have been marked as a symbol. Just like most of the heroes end with sacrifice, to achieve their own glory and gain the admiration of others.

Song Ersheng asked Meng Ben to find cigarettes and lighters, and stood alone in a secluded corner of the building outside the hospital and smoked. For so many years, every time she encountered something particularly uncomfortable, she would want to smoke. But she never smoked. Today, I really can't help it.......

There was a sound of footsteps behind her, Song Ersheng didn't look back, she could hear the footsteps.

"Give me one." Song Huanan's hoarse voice was miserable when he spoke.

Song Ersheng knocked out a cigarette, handed it to Song Huanan's mouth, and then lit it for him.

Song Huanan spit out, but the depression in his heart couldn't be dissipated, and he said after a while, "Doctor Li, who treated you, can't be contacted?" ”

Song Ersheng nodded, "It seems that the dispute over the inheritance is involved, and there is no way to come back for the time being." Meng Ben said.

Song Huanan took a puff of cigarette, "Is there a way for your master?" "Song Huanan is not stupid. Master Guangming's extraordinary status, although he doesn't know what the specific extent is, but his family has been demolished for so many years, and now he has been demolished, all of which have been helped by him. He didn't say anything all the time, but he didn't want his old son to be too careful, thinking that he wanted to take advantage of the master master or something. But now, for the sake of a kite, I can't take care of so much.

"I've already called the master, and he'll put me in touch with a doctor tomorrow." With the help of Dream, my sister will always get better.......

"That's good....... That's good......." After almost losing her daughter, Song Huanan was silent a lot. Something in him, has changed.

"Donglin Yuan is kind to me, I can't resign, your mother's side, I should be able to resign. It will be more convenient for her to embroider things at home. "He actually knows everything about his daughter-in-law. Pretending not to know, half of it is to save face, and half of it is because it doesn't want ...... daughter-in-law to give up her career, "Let her come and live with you and find a new house, if someone rents a house in your grandfather's community, we will rent it" There is money for renting in the demolition subsidy, and it is not enough to add it yourself.

Song Ersheng nodded, "I understand." "Take a puff of cigarette and spit it out," there will be a house for rent. "If not, there will be.

Song Huanan pinched out her cigarette, glanced at her old son, and patted her thin shoulder, "Smoke less." "I didn't say anything I shouldn't smoke at all. Because he once saw the old son's habit of rubbing his fingers again, he didn't understand it before, but later he saw a colleague who quit smoking also rubbed his fingers, and then looked at the old son's skillful movements now, and he understood everything. (To be continued.) )