As soon as Song Ting finished speaking, Song Chiyue pushed Song Ting's hand away.

"You say that every time, but when have you made me feel solid in my heart, I don't believe you, none of you are willing to help me, so it's better to let me die!"

Song Chiyue retorted to Song Ting, she still has such trouble, Song Ting is willing to go to Fu Yan, she doesn't want others, she wants Fu Yan!

After Song Ting's hand was pushed away by Song Chiyue, his eyes were in a trance, looking at Song Chiyue's collapse now, Song Ting couldn't help frowning.

"Yueyue, don't worry, I said it's okay, it's okay, I don't want you to worry about these things (qíng)."

Song Ting persuaded Song Chiyue again, and after Song Ting said this, Song Chiyue took a deep breath, and her whole body leaned directly on her knees.

"I don't know what to do, I don't know how I'm going to solve this (qíng) by myself, no one helps me, I don't even know what to do now, Dad, I'm so sad."

Song Chiyue lay between her knees and began to cry.

Song Ting's heart twitched, and he reached out and hurriedly patted Song Chiyue's shoulder.

"Yueyue, Dad, I don't want to see you like this, I'll go find Fu Yan later, I'll beg her, I must let her help you."

Song Ting lowered his tone, he was really willing to do anything for the sake of this daughter.

"Dad, why are you asking her, I don't want to see you begging her, she is so ruthless."

Song Chiyue slowly raised her head, her face was already crying, and tears were everywhere.

Song Ting gave Song Chiyue a reassuring look.

"It's okay, I'll go to Fu Yan first and ask about the situation (qíng), find out first, let's not talk about other things (qíng) first, you know? You're in the hospital now, and you're recuperating first. ”

Fu Yan still didn't know that Song Ting had hit himself (shēn) again.

After Fu Yan returned home, he saw the cake on the table and the dishes on the table, and his heart warmed again.

"Mom, I'm back."

Fu Yan's heart (qíng) is not so depressed now, and as soon as she said it, Ms. Fu also came out of the kitchen, still holding the soup in her hand.

"When you come back, sit down quickly, and eat later, right away."

"I'll go in and get two more bowls and come out."

"I'll just come."

Fu Yan followed into the kitchen, washed her hands and helped take out all the things that should be taken out, with a smile on her face.

"Today's dish is so sumptuous, did you buy this cake for me?"

Fu Yan pulled out two chairs, although she had eaten a little cake in the car just now, but today, Ms. Fu will definitely let Fu Yan eat more, and Fu Yan is ready to wait to exercise.

"Ah, this, yes, you are born today (rì), you must eat cake, sit down first, I will serve you soup, today is your birth (rì), but you must eat a little more."

Ms. Fu's eyes flickered, the cake was obviously bought by Duan Jingxing for Fu Yan, but she promised that the kid couldn't tell her daughter, and Ms. Fu could only suppress what she wanted to say in her heart.

After Ms. Fu made a bowl of soup for Fu Yan, she also made a bowl of soup herself, and then sat down.

It wasn't long before the two of them sat down that Fu Yan heard Ms. Fu's mobile phone ringing, especially when she saw that number, Fu Yan couldn't help frowning, although Ms. Fu didn't give Song Ting a note, but that mobile phone number, Song Ting has never changed it, she remembers that she memorized this mobile phone number when she was a child.

Fu Yan took a deep breath, and when Ms. Fu wanted to take the mobile phone to answer, Fu Yan directly took the mobile phone, and a trace of discoloration passed in the depths of her eyes.

"No."

Fu Yan didn't hang up, Song Ting would call after hanging up, she put the phone aside directly, and now seeing Song Ting calling over, Fu Yan could probably think of something (qíng), a trace of light passed in the depths of her eyes, and she calmly pursed the corners of her mouth.

Ms. Fu hesitated, she opened her mouth, looked at Fu Yan and couldn't help but speak:

"Ah Yan, there may be something urgent."

Fu Yan laughed, looked at Ms. Fu sideways (shēn) and nodded: "It's urgent." ”

Hearing this, Ms. Fu sighed, she didn't know what Fu Yan said for a while, Ms. Fu couldn't help but ask:

"Is there really a hurry? Ah Yan, what's the urgency? If you're in a hurry, don't you call your dad back? ”

"I'm in a hurry to die, this matter (qíng) should be in a hurry, right?"

Fu Yan shook her head and sneered, retracting her gaze, she was not in a hurry at all, she looked at the dishes on the table that she liked to eat, compared to just now, the heart (qíng) didn't seem to be so good.

It's just that Fu Yan's words scared Ms. Fu's face a lot whiter, and Ms. Fu didn't know what Fu Yan meant by what she said.

"Ah Yan, what do you mean by that? He called me, did he want to talk about the matter between you and Song Chiyue (qíng)? ”

Ms. Fu took a deep breath, she originally wanted to call Song Ting, but now, Ms. Fu didn't want to fight, once it was related to Fu Yan's life and safety (qíng), Ms. Fu would not be so soft-hearted.

"Then why did he call you, Ms. Fu, I'll tell you now, Song Chiyue's illness (qíng) has worsened, I guess he wants to find you for my whereabouts, if you know where I am, I guess he will find me directly."

Fu Yan's eyes flashed, and he ate the dishes carelessly.

"Eat first, don't worry about his business (qíng), their family's business (qíng) has nothing to do with us, eat first."

Fu Yan stretched out his left hand and gently patted Ms. Fu's arm.

Ms. Fu looked at Fu Yan's side face, she was still stunned.

"Is it getting worse again?"

"It's estimated to be even more serious than before, Sydney told me that her announcements have been canceled, and the movies and TV series that originally set her role have been replaced, and now she is probably not suitable to appear in public."

Who can be sure when Song Chiyue will faint, Fu Yan pursed the corners of his mouth, and looked at Ms. Fu's much whiter face from the side (shēn), Fu Yan couldn't help but let out a laugh.

"Ms. Fu, how do you seem to be very nervous now?"

"You can rest assured, I said, no one can force me to do anything (qíng), as long as you don't contact Song Ting, if he doesn't threaten you, there is no way to threaten me, eat first."

She looked at Ms. Fu and raised her eyebrows.

Ms. Fu always felt that this was up and down.

"Then what should Song Chiyue do now?"

"You still care about people, do you?"

Fu Yan couldn't help but let out a chuckle when he heard Ms. Fu's words, and he didn't know what he should show now.

"No, I'm not worried that if your dad is in a hurry, he won't be able to do anything."

"I always feel like I'm in turmoil, and I don't know how to describe it."

Ms. Fu took a deep breath, she reached out and pressed her forehead, and her mouth suddenly felt a little stuffy.

"My head hurts a little, Ah Yan, you go to my drawer and help me get my medicine, the blue jar."

Fu Yan was still laughing, seeing that Ms. Fu seemed to be uncomfortable, Fu Yan immediately put down the chopsticks and walked directly to Ms. Fu's room, after opening her drawer, she saw bottles and cans of medicine, Fu Yan couldn't help frowning, she took a deep breath, took out the things and ran out immediately.

"Hurry up and eat one, just drink the soup."

There was no water at home, and Fu Yan didn't want Ms. Fu to drink cold water and take medicine, so after she told her, Ms. Fu swallowed the medicine.

Fu Yan pursed the corners of his mouth and reached out to help Ms. Fu smooth her back.

"Mom, as long as you don't contact him, I won't do anything, if he threatens me with you, I may really agree to his request."

Fu Yan naturally knew that Ms. Fu was worried about herself, and just as Fu Yan finished saying this, Ms. Fu's mobile phone rang again, she frowned and looked at the phone, and when she saw that number, her eyes showed a trace of disgust.

She immediately took her mobile phone, and this time she was not polite, and directly blocked the number.

Ms. Fu sat here, covering her (xiōng) mouth, she felt stuffy just now, although she felt better now, but she was still a little stuffy, she reached out and pressed her forehead.

"Ah Yan, you must be careful of him."

"I blocked him, don't pull him out of the blacklist again."

Fu Yan put her phone aside, and she returned to Ms. Fu (shēn), reaching out to help Ms. Fu press her shoulder.

"I don't have any obligation to help them, so I won't help, no matter how serious Song Chiyue's illness (qíng) is, I won't help."

Fu Yan has always done what he says, not to mention the things that Song Chiyue's mother and daughter did to their mother and daughter (qíng), Fu Yan will never forget and want to save them? No way.

Song Ting stood outside Song Chiyue's ward and kept calling Ms. Fu, but after calling twice, he found that he had been blacked out over there, his eyes flashed, and his heart was angry.

After Song Ting stood here for a while, his wife also came out, and when he found that someone was pulling, Song Ting came back to his senses and immediately looked at his wife sideways (shēn).

"Yueyue is already asleep?"

Song Ting furrowed his brows, his face was very dark.

The woman looked at Song Ting's current watch (qíng), frowned and nodded, she pursed the corners of her mouth and then spoke:

"Well, didn't get in touch, did you?"

Song Ting took a deep breath, he looked at his wife with a dark face and nodded.

"Don't answer the phone."

Song Ting didn't want to tell her that others had already blocked him.

Song Ting is sure that it was definitely not Ms. Fu who did this (qíng), Ms. Fu would not be able to block herself, and only Fu Yan would definitely be able to block him.

"Then if that's the case, it seems that there is no hope, I told you a long time ago, go to someone else early, now it's okay, Yueyue's disease (qíng) has worsened, and the person who can save Yueyue hasn't appeared yet, what can I do if it goes on like this."