Chapter 8 Acting is genetic

Song Ting frowned tightly, he looked at the smile on the corner of Duan Jingxing's mouth, and spoke again:

"But she should listen to you."

Duan Jingxing let out a chuckle again: "If that's the case, then I might be very happy." ”

"You asked me to persuade Fu Yan, I really can't do anything."

Duan Jingxing shook his head and let go of Song Ting's hand, and walked outside, not listening to Song Ting's words and staying.

The two mothers and daughters who hugged each other and cried bitterly looked at Duan Jingxing with tears in their eyes.

"Dad, am I hopeless?"

Song Chiyue bit her lower lip and looked at Song Ting, with tears in her eyes, it was really touching everywhere.

Song Ting's eyes widened suddenly, and he immediately stepped towards Song Chiyue's side and took several steps.

"How come, don't talk this kind of nonsense, there's nothing to be saved!"

Song Chiyue's mother slowly let go of Song Chiyue's hand, and instead took Song Ting's hand, she has the same expression as Song Chiyue, the acting skills of these two mothers and daughters are genetic.

"Not yet, Satsuki's condition is getting worse and worse, we ......"

"What are we going to do?"

Song Ting's eyelids jumped, and he frowned tightly.

"If you look for a needle in a haystack like this, it will definitely drag on later and later, the only person we know now who can save Xiaoyue is Ah Yan, but, but Ah Yan is unwilling!"

"Dad, I'm really losing popularity now......"

Song Chiyue followed her mother's words, and her tone was a little sad.

"Don't worry, let's work harder, don't worry about anything, I will definitely not let your mother and daughter be harmed, and I will not let Xiaoyue's condition be serious."

Song Ting gave the two mothers and daughters a positive look.

At this moment, Fu Yan has returned to her mother's ward, Ms. Fu is sitting on the bed watching TV, Fu Yan is standing at the door and looking over, looking at Ms. Fu's eyes, she has actually been looking at the TV, but Fu Yan can see that Ms. Fu is thinking about other things.

"Mom, what do you think, so obsessed."

Fu Yan laughed, breaking Ms. Fu's thoughts, after she finished speaking, she turned around and closed the door of the ward, and locked it, in order to prevent Song Ting from finding them.

"Ah Yan, are you back?"

Ms. Fu's eyes flickered faintly, and she subconsciously looked at the door, but Fu Yan had already locked the door, and no one else came with her.

Fu Yan seemed to have sensed what Ms. Fu was thinking, pulled the corners of her mouth, walked to the side of the bed, and sat next to Ms. Fu and pulled the quilt.

"No one else came, you don't have to think about it."

Seeing through her daughter's thoughts, Ms. Fu's eyelids jumped.

"I heard your dad is here, he's coming ......"

"He didn't do anything to you, did he?"

What Ms. Fu is really worried about is this, for fear that Song Ting will force Fu Yan to do something.

Hearing this, Fu Yan suddenly let out a chuckle:

"Of course he can't do anything to me, what can he do to me, and besides, his baby daughter lives in this hospital."

When Fu Yan said this, he narrowed his eyes and thought back to the situation just now, feeling ridiculous.

"Sure enough, it's an acting school, both of them are so good at acting, Song Chiyue's three-legged cat's acting skills probably learned from her mother."

She doesn't easily evaluate Song Chiyue's acting skills to outsiders, and Fu Yan never watches Song Chiyue's plays, but from Song Chiyue's lines, you can know how rubbish this actress's acting skills are.

"Ah Yan, is she also in the hospital?"

"Here?"

Ms. Fu's eyelids jumped, her voice was much softer, and she asked cautiously.

"Well, right here, don't ask where you are, and I won't let anyone reveal what ward you're in."

Fu Yan thought about it for a while, and always felt that Song Ting would come to her mother through various methods.

"Why don't we change hospitals?"

Fu Yan took a deep breath and thought about it for a long time, but he still felt that changing hospitals might be the most reliable.

"How troublesome it is to change hospitals!"

Ms. Fu immediately shook her head.

"Aren't you busy at work right now? I know what you're worried about, it won't, what you're worried about won't happen. ”

Fu Yan was very skeptical of Ms. Fu's words, she frowned, looked at Ms. Fu with a look of reassurance, Fu Yan still shook her head.

"That's not good, just in case, even if you don't want to see Song Ting, Song Ting will come to you."

"Ah Yan, that's your dad!"

Ms. Fu reminded her, but someone would knock on the door, Fu Yan's attention was diverted, and she subconsciously looked at the door, a trace of light passed in the depths of her eyes, with a little displeasure.

"Found it so soon?"

Fu Yan subconsciously thought it was Song Ting, turned his head, and didn't plan to open it.

The man who knocked on the door knocked several times but no one opened the door, he leaned against the wall, withdrew his hand hanging in the air, and put his hand directly in his pocket, the man's voice was lazy and casual.

"Open the door, the doctor will do the rounds!"