Yu's mother wanted to say something, but when she saw Song Shuyun, she seemed tired again, and finally didn't say anything.

The old couple stayed here for a while, and then went home with Yu Miaozhi's younger brother.

Although Yu Miaozhi's parents seem to be fine, Song Shuyun clearly knows from Yu Miaozhi's memory that the two are still relatively eccentric.

Wen Qing is too young, and the money she left behind is already a lot of money in such a third-tier city.

Even the addition of all the assets of the Yu family is not as much as what she left for Wen Qing, and the wealth is moving, not to mention that the hearts of the family are still biased.

Even if Yu Miaozhi herself knew that Wen Fan was not the most suitable guardian, she never had the idea of sending Wen Qing to her parents, which can be seen from this how much the old couple did not let Yu Miaozhi rest assured!

Song Shuyun didn't have much to do with them, and from an objective point of view, the two didn't seem to be as unbearable as Yu Miaozhi imagined.

However, Song Shuyun is here to complete the task, and she can't afford to take the slightest risk.

After Wen Qing sent the people away, she saw that Song Shuyun was still awake and went into the ward with her shoulder.

Her eyes were full of confusion about the future, and she didn't know how to express her inner thoughts to Song Shuyun.

Whether it's her uncle's house or her father's house, it doesn't seem to be her own home for her.

She doesn't want to go anywhere!

Because none of those places are your home!

After sitting quietly for a while, she looked at Song Shuyun's eyes empty, as if she saw a lot of things through Song Shuyun's body.

"Mom! Will you send me to my dad? ”

Wen Qing looked calm, if it weren't for the fact that her hand on her lap was a little trembling, Song Shuyun almost believed her expression.

A large amount of gas appeared on Song Shuyun's oxygen mask, and she seemed to want to say something but couldn't say anything.

Wen Qing was a little surprised, but she figured it out in an instant, thinking that Song Shuyun was trying to persuade her.

She wanted to comfort Song Shuyun, saying that she would accept whatever Song Shuyun did, and she also wanted to refute Song Shuyun, saying that she didn't want to go anywhere......

But she thought about it for a long time, but she didn't say a word, and finally she just took out the paper and pen she had used before from the drawer at the head of the bed and handed it to Song Shuyun's hand with the clip.

Song Shuyun's font was crooked, but the moment she saw the content clearly, Wen Qing's tears flowed down at once.

There are only six untidy words on it.

I'll give you freedom.

Wen Qing immediately knew Song Shuyun's plan, and her heart, which was still confused just now, suddenly settled down.

She knew that maybe Song Shuyun at this moment might just comfort her, but even if it was just comfort, it gave her a glimmer of hope for her confused future.

And Song Shuyun really didn't disappoint her.

On the seventh day of admission to the ICU, she survived with her own faith.

After surviving this hurdle, her condition stabilized again.

Song Shuyun quickly moved back from the serious illness.

Wen Qing also returned to her previous regular life.

It seems as if everything is the same as before, except that Song Shuyun has basically lost her ability to take care of herself now......

The days when you can only work in bed are not easy at all, and it is not an exaggeration to say that life is like a year.

Song Shuyun has no place in her body that is not eroded by tumor cells, and even there are already two tumors in her brain.

She was in pain all the time of the day.

At this time, the doctor asked her if she needed some painkillers, but she still refused.

She didn't want to be in a state of not being awake.

Within a few days, Song Shuyun began to vomit blood, her esophagus and gastrointestinal tract had tumors, vomiting blood was not a big deal, it was expected.

Song Shuyun has been used to so many tasks.

She didn't have any other requirements, as long as she wasn't seen by Wen Qing, it wouldn't matter.

Several attending doctors were a little unbearable, and when they saw her in such pain, they would persuade her when they were younger.

Or don't hold on!

For outsiders, Wen Qing is still alive, as long as she is alive, there is hope, and no matter what difficulties she encounters in the future, she can overcome them.

But Song Shuyun is about to die, and it doesn't make any sense to insist on such pain.

Now there are four months left before Wen Qing's birthday, more than one hundred and twenty days!

According to Song Shuyun's current physical condition, no one thinks that she will be able to live to that time.

So what's the point of what she's bearing now?

Such advice is not very malicious, but only comes from the standpoint of the bystander.

Song Shuyun didn't have any abnormal emotions, just asked them not to tell Wen Qing.

Song Shuyun just crossed her fingers and counted the days, and she was very sober at every moment.

Although there is no aura here, she can't hold on to things in pain, and she will always run the exercises.

Finding something to do for herself can also distract her attention, and running the exercises for a long time can also make her mentally better.

It's just that she can feel that the meridians in her body are blocked, and many times she can't finish a circle for several days.

She no longer eats, lives on nutrient solution every day, and the drip she hangs on is also non-stop all day and night.

However, this is also beneficial, in the past, a bottle of liquid always had to be replaced, but now there is no need, as long as a large 5,000-milliliter nutrition bag is hung on it, there is basically no need for people to stare at it.

Song Shuyun's body was getting worse day by day, and Wen Qing's expression was even more nervous.

And so it went for more than a month.

Song Shuyun was already skinny and bone-like, her skin was loose and saggy, and the blue and black blood vessels were clearly visible on her body, and she could even see the beating frequency of arterial blood vessels.

But even if she was so ugly, Wen Qing didn't dislike it at all, she would wipe her body every day when she came back from school, and went to the nurse's station to ask for new sheets, bedding and hospital gowns for her to change into......

Every time, I had to work until more than twelve o'clock.

Song Shuyun sometimes advises her not to be busy.

"You don't have to ...... every day Change...... Anyway, there is ...... Diapers ......"

Every time Wen Qing heard Song Shuyun's words, her smile would be more sincere.

"I'm fine! Mom, you like to be clean the most, you used to do this to wash my clothes! You have washed me for more than ten years, and I will wash you for the rest of your life!"

Song Shuyun didn't know what to say about her, so she could only let her go on like this.

In Wen Qing's opinion, she should do these things for Yu Miaozhi, and if she is not allowed to do it, it will make her heart more burdened.

Wen Qing was very tired every day, but she didn't want Song Shuyun to worry about her, she ate a lot and slept well in front of Song Shuyun every day.

Looking at her now, Song Shuyun suddenly thought of Yu Miaozhi's reluctance to let Wen Qing know about her illness in her memory.

How similar the two are!

It turns out that all children end up being what their parents once were!