Chapter 16: A Woman with a Story
The faces of the two people were pale, and one head was two big.
The old man and the old lady of the Fu family were stunned and looked at Song Yiyi.
I've been to the hospital so many times, and no doctor has ever said that.
Fu Xiaosong, who was lying on the hospital bed, glanced at Song Yiyi.
Sure enough, the good-looking skins are the same, and the interesting souls are one in a thousand!
The big crow is an interesting person, not afraid of him, not very afraid of the appearance of his father, not even grandpa and grandma!
I'm used to seeing all kinds of people who tend to be inflammatory, what should I do if such a special big crow looks pleasing to the eye?
As he was distracted, he heard Fu Chen's brother's arrogant voice-
"Song Yiyi, the previous thing was my personal grudge with you, because this attitude towards my grandfather and my grandmother, no wonder your biological parents don't want to see you."
In a word, although it is said lightly, it is very hurtful.
Song Yi smiled, hooked his lips, and there was a hint of mockery hidden in his peach blossom eyes under the blue light lenses, "Master Fu, I am a doctor, everything is for the sake of the patient, don't be too self-righteous." β
Fu Chenyi looked at her contemptuously, "The reason for the dissolution of the marriage contract is because you are not the eldest lady of the Qin family, and you are vicious, you are to blame, don't blame others." β
Song Yi's eyes were lazy, "Did I blame you?" β
Fu Chen sighed, "You know it in your heart." β
Song Yi's eyes were a little colder, "Those who know naturally understand that the eldest lady of the Qin family just broke off the marriage contract with the eldest young master of the Fu family and turned around to throw herself into her arms to send the fourth master, the eldest young master spread his resentment on his ex-fiancΓ©e, and those who don't know still think that the eldest young master of the Fu family is jealous of the young master of the Fu family and doesn't want him to recover from his illness sooner, after all, the grace of the past is no longer good, and he is no longer the little baby of the family." β
The fluttering words were like a stinger that poked the most secret part of Fu Chen's heart!
A handsome face turned pale in an instant, "You... You are simply incorrigible! β
Song Yiyi didn't bother to take care of him anymore, turned around and took a thermometer to take Fu Xiaosong's temperature, "Obediently take your temperature." β
Fu Xiaosong nodded, puffing out his cheeks and looking at Song Yiyi, "Doctor Song, you are a woman with a story." β
Song Yiyi, "The little kid is old-fashioned, can he be a little like a child?" β
She put the mercury thermometer into the little eyelash squeak nest, sat at the head of the bed, and touched his forehead, "Well, it's not too hot, little master, you can have a snack in the future, your family has a throne to inherit, you have to spare your life, you can't go without taking medicine when you get sick in the future, you know?" β
The little guy said "um" very obediently, and glanced at Fu Chen's brother's face, not to mention how ugly it was, it was about to be distorted.
I remember that when he was less than a year old, he hadn't learned to speak, and Brother Fu Chen watched a bad guy take him away without saying a word.
After learning to speak, he told Daddy, who told him not to tell anyone, and he didn't quite understand why.
However, he always knew that Brother Fu Chen didn't like him, and he didn't understand why before, but when the big crow said this, he seemed to suddenly understand a little.
Fu Chen didn't dare to look at him, looked away, and was a little panicked, thinking of what happened three years ago.
I don't know if the fourth uncle has found anything, and I have been faintly uneasy in my heart.
I hated Song Yiyi originally, and I hated it at this moment!
Fu Xiaosong looked at the old man and the old lady of the Fu family, and said softly, "Grandpa, grandma, you go back first, I think it's a little noisy when there are too many people." β