Chapter 269
He stayed in the hospital for two more days, and at Zhou Qichuan's own request, the doctor gave him a comprehensive examination.
His injuries recovered faster than the doctors expected, although the injuries all over the body did not reach the level of healing, but Zhou Qichuan wanted to be discharged from the hospital and go home to recuperate, it was not impossible.
After returning home, take medicine on time, pay attention to rest, and then come to the hospital for check-up on time, there should be no problems.
After the examination in the morning, Zhou Qichuan was urgently discharged from the hospital and returned to the Xiangmi Mansion at noon.
The servants of the Xiangmi Mansion were very happy to know that the two of them were coming back, and the entire No. 1 Mansion was spotless every day, waiting for the two of them to come home.
When the car drove into the Xiangmi Mansion and drove onto the covered bridge connecting Building No. 1, Song Zhiyuan saw Steward Zhang with a group of servants and bodyguards, standing in line outside the gate to greet them.
If it was placed in the past, Song Zhiyuan would have ridiculed him.
But now, she is not in the mood at all.
The mother's condition has not improved at all.
This means that her mother can't accept Zhou Qichuan.
Mother and Zhou Qichuan are obviously the two people she loves the most in this world, but because of her, they are hurting each other.
Before, she could have waited.
But now, she is pregnant, if her mother can't accept Zhou Qichuan, she can't imagine what will happen to her mother when she appears in front of her mother with Zhou Qichuan's child.
"What do you think? Hmmm—"
Seeing that the car had already driven to the door of the house and was about to stop, Song Zhiyuan was still lowering his eyes, obviously serious, Zhou Qichuan lowered his head and kissed her forehead, and asked her softly.
Song Zhiyuan came back to his senses, looked up at him, curled the corners of his lips and smiled, "There is still more than half a month to go before the New Year, and this is the first time we have celebrated the New Year together since we got married." ”
"Wife, I'm sorry." Zhou Qichuan went to hold her hand, and his eyes overflowed with deep guilt.
Song Zhiyuan smiled, "You don't want to look like this, and don't tell me I'm sorry again, I'm uncomfortable listening to it." ”
"What does my wife like about me?" Zhou Qichuan asked seriously.
Song Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows, "Sadness and happiness are contagious, don't you know, so you have to be happy, so I can be happy." ”
"Okay." Zhou Qichuan nodded solemnly, "Listen to my wife." ”
The car stopped, Steward Zhang came over, opened the door for the two of them, and shouted happily, "Second master, wife." ”
Zhou Qichuan and Song Zhiyuan got off the car one after another, and when the servants saw them, they all shouted in unison, "Welcome the second master and wife home." ”
Song Zhiyuan looked at the sincere smiles on everyone's faces, and was also infected, and his mood instantly improved a lot.
In the past, she only regarded Building No. 1, the most gorgeous and special villa in the Xiangmi Mansion, as her temporary stay, and she couldn't live for long.
But now, she knew that this was her home, the most comfortable and warm place where she could let go of all her defenses.
Nodding and saying a few words to Steward Zhang and the servant, Zhou Qichuan hugged people into the house.
A sumptuous lunch is ready.
After lunch, Zhou Qichuan was about to take a nap upstairs with Song Zhiyuan in his arms, and Uncle Zhang reported that Zhou Jiangyuan and Su Mujun were here.
Zhou Qichuan didn't think about it, and said directly, "No, let them go." ”
"Wait a minute." Song Zhiyuan stopped, turned his head to look at him and asked, "Do you really want to cut off relations with them for my sake?" ”
Zhou Qichuan looked at her, rubbed his fingers against the position of his eyebrows and said, "I cut off relations with them, they still have Zhou Jingyu and Zhou Xiaojing, but you only have me." ”
Song Zhiyuan took the initiative to reach out to hold his hand, shook his head and said, "It's because you are so good to me that I am reluctant to let you become an 'unfilial son'." ”
She looked at Zhou Qichuan and proposed, "Why don't we have a good talk with them?" ”
"Wife, believe me, there is nothing to talk about with them." Zhou Qichuan said.
Song Zhiyuan smiled, "How do you know that if I want to talk to them, I don't have any purpose?" ”
She looked for Su Mujun twice alone, but Su Mujun didn't want to tell her a word about what happened back then.
Perhaps, with Zhou Qichuan here, things will be different.
Zhou Qichuan's brows furrowed slightly, "What do you want to ask?" ”
Song Zhiyuan pondered for a moment and said, "I want to find out what happened back then, so that my mother couldn't let go of it so stubbornly." ”
It's been almost nineteen or twenty years, what a big hatred and how much hatred it is, and it can't be diluted even for such a long time.
What really happened back then?
Song Zhiyun's light words made Zhou Qichuan's heart tighten suddenly.
"Wife, let's not ask about the things back then, okay?" He coaxed Song Zhiyuan.
Song Zhiyuan shook his head, "If you don't figure out what happened back then, there is no way to help my mother come out, not even a doctor." ”
She wants her mother to accept Zhou Qichuan as soon as possible and accept the child she is pregnant with.
"The person concerned is Sun Biqiao, she has died a long time ago, others may not know, I will let people find hypnosis as soon as possible-"
"Husband, what are you worried about?" Sensitively seeing Zhou Qichuan's unusualness, Song Zhiyuan interrupted him.
If it was before, no matter what, he would support her unconditionally.
Zhou Qichuan felt quite empty in his heart, and he didn't know if he showed it on his face, so he tried his best to hide it and smiled, "What can I worry about, I just don't want them to upset you." ”
Since he said so, Song Zhiyuan didn't insist anymore.
She also understands that many things are not something she can rush over.
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