Si Ling wrapped her hands around Xu Ning's waist, buried her face in her chest, and spit out a long sullen breath: "You just let me help you!" ”

Si Ling returned home. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 InfoActually, she doesn't know what she's going to do when she goes home. But someone told her that when she had a home to go back to, she would go back first. Other things can be discussed later.

She saw the big locust tree, and Si Xiao had stood at the bottom of it; Seeing the carved window, Si Xiao once smiled over there; Seeing the long table, Si Xiao had elbows on it and pondered. Walking all the way up the stairs, walking through the bedroom and study, how many times did she raise her hand and say to Sixiao: "Morning! ”

She didn't notice that there were surprisingly few people in the house.

She walked into the study and rummaged through the cabinets and cupboards, as if Si Xiao would hide inside. She's a child, the freaked kind. Jiang Churen watched, where was the young man who dared to save people from the hooligans with a saber and a citroen that night? Where did the bright and slashed woman he fell in love with? The woman in front of her had lost her soul. He was her fiancé, and his duty was to help her pick it up piece by piece.

He sighed, walked over, saw a photo book, picked it up, opened it in front of Si Ling's eyes, and asked, "What is this?" ”

Si Ling looked at it and could reply, "Our picture." ”

It is a family photo album.

Jiang Churen asked more patiently: "Where was this photographed?" Who's inside? What about this one? ”

For someone who is grieving excessively and losing normalcy, it can be helpful to help her draw attention back to the details of life. Maybe a photo made her cry. It would be nice to be able to cry.

Si Ling recognized the past in a small voice and one by one. She always thought that looking at old photos was a boring thing, but now she lost her judgment, the person who fell into the sea didn't even have a piece of driftwood, and it must be important for someone to reach out to her, she caught it first.

This is really an old photo book, always buried at the bottom. Half of the people in it didn't even know Si Ling, and when she turned to one, she remembered: "It's Auntie's wife." ”

"Who?"

"You don't know, I've passed away a long time ago, my eldest brother's biological mother."

Jiang Churen looked at the woman in the photo: "No." ”

"Of course!" Si Ling remembered that they used to go into the storage room and rummage through the "treasure", but they turned to a very old photo book, and there was more than one photo of this woman, and there were even some group photos, Si Xiao took out the book and showed it to Chen Dashuai, Chen Dashuai also said that it was the aunt's wife, and agreed to Si Xiao to take it, but later, the book was gone, probably Mrs. Chen still felt that it was not appropriate. And Si Xiao never mentioned it again. Is there a photo here? Si Ling couldn't be mistaken!

"Impossible." Jiang Churen said gently, but undoubtedly, "Think about it again?" ”

"How could it be?!" Si Ling's temper came up.

If you can quarrel, there is hope. Jiang Churen explained to her in detail that Sixiao's chin is relatively large and has a small groove, which is dominantly inherited. Chen Dashuai didn't, so he could only come from Sixiao's biological mother. But the woman in this photo didn't have either, so ......

Jiang Chu people stopped. Si Ling's eyes became brighter and brighter, and they were terrifyingly bright. He finally came to his senses, and he was also frightened: "So ...... Sixiao"

is not Chen Dashuai's biological son. Si Xiao has another father's inheritance. That rumor, everyone only thinks it is groundless, but in fact, the original words of the ancient book are: "The wind is groundless, not without a cause." ”

"You must not tell others," Jiang Churen lowered his voice and instructed Si Ling, "The eldest brother has already gone, don't let his life experience be criticized after his death...... Besides, it's possible that something is wrong with the photo. After all, you've had a blood test, haven't you? ”

Si Ling nodded as she listened. It still doesn't feel real. Most likely, it was wrong from the exotic movie theater, she didn't come out of that dim and stuffy movie theater at all, not even from the stormy night before the Japanese invasion of Shanghai. She is still in a dream, if she suddenly opens her eyes, maybe, Xu Ning is at hand, and then Sixiao, they are huddled together in a safe and warm room, and they don't have to face any changes.

If she already knew the inside story at that time, would she tell Xu Ning? "Shhhh Don't tell anyone, we're here to exchange secrets. Si Xiao is probably not my big brother! We are not related by blood. But I still like him - I like him even more. What about you? Who do you like? ”

Si Ling laughed. The smile widened at the corners of her mouth, unable to restrain herself, as bright as a rose, with poison, poison is also a rose.

Jiang Churen was shocked, I was afraid that she was stimulated to go crazy, so she had to take heavy medicine: "Your mother is in the hospital." ”

Si Ling did sober up a little in an instant: "What? Finally realized that the room was eerily quiet, "What happened to Mother?!" ”

Even she is young and strong, she can't stand this blow, how is her mother good?

"In the hospital," Jiang Chudao said, "she needs you." ”

Si Ling struggled to stand up: "Go!" ”

People still have to have a little responsibility. If you have the responsibility to press, you can put aside the sadness and sorrow, and the big thing will be supported by two shoulders and then die.

Jiang Churen was glad to have a plan, and hurriedly drove Si Ling to the hospital, comforting Si Ling on the way: "Mother is old, she is in a hurry, take a nutritional injection, she should be able to calm down, you go and talk to her well, don't make her sad, it should be good slowly." ”

Si Ling nodded. She herself has no heart, and her mother can't do without. As long as she doesn't really die, she has to take care of her mother's mood first.

When she arrived at the hospital, Mrs. Chen was not in the ward that Jiang Churen had thought. She was transferred to an intensive care unit and became unconscious and her blood pressure was unstable.

Chen Dashuai sat in front of the ward, with his hands on his knees, his waist straight, looking ahead, as if waiting for an order from his superiors on the eve of a fierce battle.

Si Ling wanted to ask, "What's wrong with my mother?" Seeing his father like this, he didn't ask, sat down next to Chen Dashuai gently, and held his hand.

The daughter's slender fingers give strength to the father at this time.

Jiang Churen hurriedly said: "I'll go and see the situation, don't worry!" ”

In the first aid of the patient, the family members are not allowed to enter, so as not to add to the chaos, but the doctor can always consult.

Jiang Churen is a brain specialist, not a coma. But there is no such thing as a "coma" in the world. There are many reasons why people want to be unconscious, and it is good for multiple experts to refer to it.

The doctor who handled the patient before had already done a number of examinations, and he would show the data to Jiang Churen at this time.

There is no data to suggest a brain lesion. Several other most probable causes of coma have also been ruled out.

Mrs. Chan groaned and woke up. Doctors also don't know why her condition went into remission. She was still in a very weak state and was not suitable for family visits, so the nurse had to go out first to report the good news and reassure the family.

Jiang Churen's gaze fell on a set of data in the blood.

There's nothing wrong with the data itself, but behind that small fluctuation...... Jiang Churen instructed the doctor to do a test.

The doctor's eyes widened, and he quickly glanced at Mrs. Chen: "But she ......."

"It's not impossible. Check it out! Jiang Churen asked the doctor and returned to Chen Dashuai's father and daughter. Their spirits were already more lively, the strength they were holding was relaxed, and their anxiety was more obvious, and when they saw Jiang Churen coming, both of them stretched their necks to look at him, pointing at him and saying something new.

Jiang Churen lived up to expectations: "It shouldn't be a malignant disease, it will be fine." At the same time, he hinted, "It's a pity that because of my age, I have suffered a little physical loss, but I should be safe." ”

Chen Dashuai and Si Ling didn't understand.

Until the doctor came up with the results. The results of the pregnancy test are really as Jiang Chu people suspect, in the early pregnancy stage. Mrs. Chan was at this age, and she didn't expect it, but due to mood swings, she injured her fetal gas and caused her to faint.

Chen Dashuai straightened his eyes, slapped his thigh with his hand, and opened his mouth - Si Ling hurriedly pulled his father: "This is the hospital, Dad!" ”

Chen Dashuai swallowed back the loud "Hi Ya", lowered his voice very low, and ordered one after another: "Prepare things for my wife!" - You know what to prepare! -- Don't save the little master--Of course it's the little master! You guys - give priority to the wife! Remember, Mrs. Bao first! - Can the little master keep it? Yes? ”

In a chaotic mess, Mrs. Chan moved from ward to ward, and the people shuttled between Chen's house, shops and hospitals like worker ants, quickly turning Mrs. Chan's ward into a comfortable recuperation room. She is still not out of danger, and whether the fetus can be kept is still uncertain. As Jiang Churen said, her body was too weak. Chen Dashuai asked for an extra bed next to the hospital bed, and he came to accompany him for the night. Jiang Chu is half a child, and he should not let him take on the responsibility of nursing, and he took advantage of the convenience of being a doctor to help with all kinds of matters.

Si Ling also ran home to get something, didn't ask anyone to send it, and drove his father's Citroen back,

The soothing essential oil and the comb with the proper wooden teeth are the things that my mother likes to use, so why should she take them if she just tells them to do it? She's just ...... Selfishly, I feel that Si Xiao is still there. It's in that room. She hurried back, maybe she could see his slender figure standing on the steps, and said blankly: "Hey, what about people? Just around that corner, the phone might ring at any time, and Sixiao asked as if nothing had happened: "Huh?" What's going on at home? ”

She drove home, parked the car by herself, went down by herself, stepped on the steps step by step, walked step by step, strangely, the home was still wide. The hospital is so lively, she still thinks that there is a commotion at home? Probably the owner is not there, and the subordinates are happy to be lazy, and those who are responsible for boiling chicken soup or something can't be lazy, but they are all in the kitchen, and the house has become a vacancy.

Si Ling saw a figure flash at the end of the corridor. Wouldn't it be a thief? She paused and retreated to the porch. Chen Dashuai's command knife, since she "borrowed" it at night, returned it to her father, and now it is still here. She grabbed it, clenched it, and chased it in the direction of the figure.

Halfway through the chase, I heard the child's "uh", and it stopped abruptly, as if someone had covered me.

Si Ling's back was cold, and he chased down in one breath, and chased to the back door, but he didn't see anything. People ran away? She blessed her soul and suddenly turned back.

At the bottom of the staircase, An Xiang covered Chen Bei'er's mouth with her hand, and the mother and daughter stared at Si Ling, like two chubby birds, with the same panic in their black eyes, and a few bags under their feet. If Si Ling came a little later, or didn't come at all, An Xiang packed these few well, and went to the hospital to give them to his wife, and walked out, unaware. She deliberately took a look at such a gap, and opened up the few servants who were left, and prepared to flee with them. Who knew that Si Ling suddenly came back,

Eye contact, there is nothing more to say. An Xiang trembled and looked at the knife in Si Ling's hand.

She was as humble as a worm. Si Ling thought. Under the knife, they are nothing more than two worms. Is there really any difference between humans and insects? Tao Kun's gloomy view of fate struck her, and in this ancient land, the vast benevolence of the Lord recorded in the Bible often seemed so far away, and was replaced by the so-called destiny of heaven. Destiny is like a hoe. The creatures under the hoe are powerless to resist.

Belle cried out "wow": "Sister! ”

Si Ling turned his back: "Go!" ”

If these two bugs want to run, let them run! What's the benefit of not staying? Why did she want to be this murderer?

An Xiang was amnestied, and hurriedly pulled her daughter with one hand, and lifted all the packages with the other, she couldn't sort it out anymore, so it was important to run out first.

Si Ling said, "Wait a minute. ”

An Xiang's back stiffened. It's over, it's over! She knew it wasn't that simple. The eldest lady has changed her mind again!

An Xiang's fear passed on to Chen Bei'er. Si Ling smelled a burst of shame. Belle was so frightened that she peed her pants, and the hot stream flowed down her two fat legs, and she flattened her mouth, not daring to cry.

Si Ling stopped An Xiang, originally wanting to say, "Don't go too far." How many things were taken away? At least keep a pack! "Then I thought about it, who was overdoing it? If there was a choice, what woman would run away from home with her young daughter? If their mother and daughter are hungry and cold outside, will Si Ling be able to hand over a bowl of noodle soup or a piece of clothing? If their mother and daughter stay, and one day Mrs. Chen is not good for them, will Si Ling be able to block the open gun or the hidden arrow?

She waved her hand guiltily: "You guys go quickly." ”

An Xiang received amnesty for the second time, pulled Belle up, remembered it, turned over and knelt down again, and couldn't help but kowtow three heads.

After receiving such a heavy courtesy, you are not allowed to regret it again!

She pulled her daughter away with confidence.

There was a small puddle of yellow liquid at the back door, and small footprints that had stepped on it. Si Ling had a feeling that she couldn't breathe. She dragged the command knife and held on to the handrail of the stairs to walk back, and when she passed the phone around the corner, it suddenly rang.

Si Ling's whole body trembled, as if he had been stabbed, and then immediately picked up the phone and said, "Hey? ”

It's like having a hunch, and it's in the tone that I usually greet Sixiao.

It was really Si Xiao on the other side of the microphone, slightly confused: "Si Ling? Why is there no one answering the phone at home. ”

Si Ling's ears were close to the microphone, his forehead was against the wall, one hand was still grasping the handle of the command knife, and tears flowed down the bridge of his nose and cheeks. She sobbed, "I knew it. ”

"Know what?" Sixiao was nervous.

"I knew it!" Knowing that she was still waiting for him, then, he was not allowed to die.

"Wait a minute," Si Xiao said suddenly, "didn't you receive the telegram of error correction?" (To be continued.) )