Nancheng Hospital is crowded.

knew that he was fanning the heat of the summer, and he was isolated from the hospital.

Song Yizhi was dressed quietly, with a kind smile on his face, and carried a handbag with some weight into the elevator.

There were many family members who visited the patient, and they were crowded together.

The handbag was too full, and the zipper slipped open slightly, revealing the red ticket inside.

The older aunt looked sideways at her, "Little girl, you are so bold, and you are not afraid of being targeted." ”

Although everyone has been lifted out of poverty and become rich in recent years, people with unclean hands and feet cannot be prevented.

Song Yizhi knew that the tip of his nose was still sweating slightly, and smiled back at the aunt, "No way, I just got it together, I am in a hurry." ”

"Oh, the family needs so much money when they are sick, it must be very serious, look at your weak Wenwen, and you are still very strong!"

"It's not easy to meet young people like this now."

The gossip and discussion of the aunts never stops, but Song Yi knows it.

When she got out of the elevator, the smile on her face became even kinder.

"Bed No. 4 on the 12th floor." Compared with the message given by the aunt on the phone, Song Yi knew it.

When I pushed the door, I saw a slightly tired woman looking worriedly at the withered man on the hospital bed.

Seeing someone coming in, Zhang Qing cheered up a little, and after seeing that it was Song Yizhi, she languished again, "It's you!" ”

"Isn't that me, I'll see which foot Song Jianwei stepped into the soil first."

"You...... He's your own father, did you curse him like that? ”

Song Yizhi gave her a white eye, and the kind smile was forgotten.

"Am I cursing him? I have this kung fu, it is better to cultivate a relationship with the cats and dogs on the side of the road, at least it can make me happy. ”

Zhang Qing's face became even more ugly, "If you don't have the sincerity to come to see your father, don't come, we don't welcome you." ”

"Don't worry, I'm just here to help him save some things, take it."

The handbag was thrown over, and she was still a little distressed, the cheapest bag in the wholesale market was still strange, and it was a waste to give them like this.

But anyway, when it comes to their hands, it's all going to be burned, just think about it.

was thrown over by her vigorously, and the contents of the bag were vaguely exposed as soon as they were touched, and the red ticket was too tempting, which made Zhang Qing's gloomy face shine.

"You, you're here to deliver money? You still can't bear to see him die like this, you knife bean ......" Tofu Xin didn't finish speaking, Zhang Qing, who reached out to touch the money, began to scold, "You, Song Yi knows that you are too vicious, you are so vicious that you will be retributed in the future, your father is not dead, you will send paper money first, just like you, you can't get married for the rest of your life, even if you get married, you have to leave, giving birth to a child is not a disability and will die, you you ......"

Zhang Qing pointed at her, stared at by her fierce eyes, and couldn't scold.

"Zhang Qing, don't forget, the most vicious thing has to be you and Song Jianwei, you are a junior, and you have to come to beg me to persuade my mother to divorce Song Jianwei, Song Jianwei is even more disgusting, my mother's death has nothing to do with him, I came back just to be able to attend his funeral in time."

The things of the People's Bank of Heaven and Earth were also bought by her money, and they were kept for Song Jianwei to use when he went to hell, so for their sake, they actually gained so many curses.

She looked at Zhang Qing indifferently.

Song Yizhi is a deer-eyed, and his current appearance is also very soft and glutinous, and the ruthlessness in his eyes reminds Zhang Qing of that night eight years ago.

Even though the hairstyle is different and the clothes have changed, that look still makes people shudder.

After watching Zhang Qinghuang for a long time, Song Yizhi coughed, "As for what you said just now, rebound." ”

With childish words, those curses were broken, leaving Zhang Qing to continue scolding after coming back to his senses.

Naturally, she couldn't hear it and left directly.

When he went out, with a spring breeze on his face, Song Yizhi waited for the elevator for a while, opened it and went in, but he didn't expect it to be the elderly mother again.

"Oh, little girl, this is a family matter, wow, I look happier than when I came just now."

Song Yizhi smiled and nodded.