133 Love is cold
"Do you want to hurt or not, but it turns out that you have already hurt! Tang Ying, you are not a child anymore, think about the consequences before doing things! Song Ya roared, and the next moment she was hugged into Zhou Guanhe's arms.
Zhou Guanhe patted Song Ya's shoulder and comforted: "Don't be sad, don't worry, it'll be fine." ”
But Song Ya couldn't hold back the anger in her heart at all, and she was still scolding Tang Ying hoarsely: "You'd better give me a long memory!" I don't know who made you kneel, but you kneel! You kneel! Reflect on what you've done! Let me tell you Tang Ying, if Jin Yan has a case, you will be finished! ”
"That's it! Say less! Zhou Guanhe looked at this situation and felt that letting Song Ya continue would only make the scene ugly, so he interrupted and comforted: "Even if we quarrel outside, we can't change Jin Yan's current situation in the operating room, right?" It's better to be less safe and not impatient. ”
Tang Ying stared blankly, for a long time, and suddenly heard the sound of the door of the operating room being opened.
The attending doctor's expression was obviously not as relaxed as when Qi Suining came out just now, and it could even be called dignified.
"Doctor! How's my son doing! Song Ya pushed away Zhou Guanhe, who was holding her, and hurriedly walked towards the doctor, with an expression of urgency on her face, "Is my son okay?" Is he okay! ”
The eagerness and sadness on Song Ya's face seemed to be out of a mother's love for her son, and it was difficult to be moved by such feelings.
The doctor sighed and said, "For now. At present, there is no major problem, and he is basically out of danger, but "
"But what?" Song Ya's heart tightened, as if she was choked, and she breathed heavily, "But what! You say! ”
Tang's father stood beside Tang Ying, lowered his head with a complicated face, and looked at his daughter.
On the other side, the doctor looked at the nervous Song Ya and said in a low voice: "Because I hit the back of the head, the impact was violent, maybe your son may lose his memory." But the specific situation is still to wait until your son wakes up."
Without waiting for the doctor to finish speaking, Song Ya couldn't support it directly and fainted.
"Song Ya! Are you okay! Zhou Guanhe nervously called her name and held her hard, he was lacking in skills, on one side was his wife, and on the other hand, Zhou Jinyan, who was pushed out not far away, suddenly turned blue in a hurry.
The scene was completely chaotic.
Only Tang Ying maintained her original posture and knelt on the ground, indifferent, she was dressed in a messy dress, the slap marks on her face had not faded, but the corners of her mouth suddenly showed a smile.
Amnesia?
But what's so bad about amnesia? At least he will forget Qi Suining, won't he?
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Han family, hall.
Han Mian returned home and found a private doctor to treat the wound, the wound on the arm was deep and the bone was visible, and the wound was very small, not too shocking, but it was also very scary.
The hall was very quiet, Han Mian's expression was calm, but it was Song Wei, who looked like she had just cried, and her eyes were red.
"Tap! What's the matter with you people! Hairy and hairy! Song Wei's distressed voice was crying, as if she was frightened.
Han Mian didn't react, as if it wasn't his arm that was injured, and he didn't even frown.
Song Wei's eyes were red, and she choked up, all dissatisfied: "Why are you injured like this?" For that Qi Suining? Han Mian, are you crazy? ”
"It's just subconsciously saving people, and it has nothing to do with who this person is."
"It has nothing to do with who this person is?" Song Wei sneered, "Do you believe this when you say it yourself?" Han Mian, we didn't know each other on the first day, are you the kind of person who will help others get ahead? You're not at all! It's just because this is Qi Suining that you will help! ”
What a sharp point, because it is Qi Suining, so he will come out.
That's true, Han Mian doesn't want to deny it.
"If you mind this, I hope you can calm down and talk to me again." He looked at the aggrieved Song Wei and said lightly: "Qi Suining is only better for me than a stranger, I know my position and responsibilities better than you, Song Wei, I hope you can be clear too." ”
Song Wei was stunned, the tears in her eyes were still rolling down, but her eyes were incredible, looking at Han Mian: "What did you say?" ”
"Your hearing shouldn't deteriorate." Han Mian didn't fall on Song Wei's face without waves.
Beside him, the forehead of the doctor who treated his wound was a large sweat.
This Young Master Han can really endure it, such a deep wound, without anesthetic, just went straight through.
Song Wei's nasal cavity was stuffy and blocked, and her voice was hoarse: "You don't like Qi Suining?" ”
"Whether I like her or not, she can only be a stranger." Han Mian's voice was extremely cold, the doctor bandaged the last bit of gauze, he put on his coat, and moved calmly: "If I say this, will you be clearer." ”
Song Wei's palms were cold.
Do you like it?
But I liked it originally, and it was cool to this part.
"You were injured like this in order to save Qi Suining, can you really turn a blind eye to her?" Song Wei gritted her teeth, her eyes scrutinizing.
"Song Wei," Han Mian got up, he stretched his cuffs, lowered his head to tidy up, and said lightly: "I can only do this part." ”
When Han Mian went upstairs, he heard Song Wei sitting on the sofa, hiding her face and crying.
Her voice was sad and aggrieved, enough to soften the hard-hearted man in the world.
It's a pity that Han Mian won't.
Han Mian walked upstairs step by step, thinking of the scene when Qi Suining went abroad that year.
Three years ago, Qi Suining went abroad, and it was he who sent the latter to the airport.
Han Mian still remembers that the weather in Hangzhou that year was treacherous, often one second the sky was clear, and the next second was like heavy rain.
When Qi Suining left from Qi's house, he only brought a very small suitcase.
She didn't have anything on her body, and she didn't take anything that Zhou Jinyan gave her, so she stood alone at the door of Qi's house.
He told the driver to stop, and saw the little girl look up, her eyes clear, with a hint of dazed and well-behaved.
She pursed her lips slightly, smiled at herself without any aggression, and said, "Trouble Mr. Han." ”
Han Mian had already seen through Qi Suining's pretending to be clever a long time ago, her innocent and weak were just swords wrapped in frosting, which did not affect the lethality at all.
He walked over to her, took her luggage, and handed it to the assistant who got out of the car.
Qi Suining waited quietly, and didn't say anything to refuse, just like a doll that could be fiddled with at will, as long as the person who played with the doll could do whatever he wanted, without thinking about anything.