Du Tingting said this, obviously she didn't want Song Fei to be found.
Why?
Song Ci guessed that Du Tingting must have known what Mu Mian had done. She couldn't tell herself directly that Song Fei was in danger, but she couldn't just stand by and watch, so she could only persuade her to give up looking for Song Fei.
Du Tingting is not the culprit who killed Song Fei. She is the only innocent person in this conspiracy.
This realization made Song Ci feel truly at ease.
But acting is about doing it wholeheartedly. As Song Fei's sister, she said that Song Ci must not really give up looking for Song Fei. "I will not give up looking for Song Fei. I still have money, and my mother doesn't have to worry about me."
Du Tingting picked up the milk cup with a heavy heart and drank it in one gulp. Her tongue felt a burning pain. "Hiss!" She quickly put the cup down and exhaled in small sips, holding her chin.
Song Ci quickly got up and got a glass of ice water for Du Tingting.
Du Tingting drank the water and then said with a wry smile, "I wasn't paying attention for a moment. The milk is too hot."
Song Ci didn't expose her pent-up lie. She looked at Du Tingting deeply and suddenly said, "Is there something on your mind, mother?"
Du Tingting was startled and looked at Song Ci hesitantly.
Facing Du Tingting's nervous eyes, Song Ci felt amused. "Mother has been absent-minded since she sat down. Now Qiu'er is sick and can't talk to you about your worries. If you have anything on your mind, you can tell me."
Du Tingting has too many things in her heart, and she needs to talk to someone.
Du Tingting pondered for a long time before she spoke, "I went upstairs today and consulted the Red Cross." Glancing at Song Ci and seeing the puzzled look on her face, Du Tingting added, "It's about organ donation."
Hearing this, Song Ci's expression changed slightly. "Mother..." Song Ci looked at Du Tingting seriously and asked, "Do you want to give your heart to Qiu Tianer?"
Although he was asking, Song Ci's tone was affirmative.
Du Tingting nodded slowly. "That's what I think." The thought of her daughter made her heart ache.
"Qiu'er is so young. I really can't bear to watch her die." Du Tingting excitedly pinched the stirring spoon, her breathing becoming heavy. "She has a special blood type. The chances of finding a suitable heart are very small. I have the same blood type as her. She is the child I carried for ten months, so my heart must be the best for her!"
"If I don't save her, no one can save her!"
After looking at Song Ci deeply, Du Tingting said, "No one in this world should risk their life to save Qiu Tianer. If there must be such a person...it must be me."
"She's my child."
It was she who should have donated her organs, not the innocent young girl. Whether it was Song Fei or anyone else, they were all living beings, and they had no obligation to pay for Mu Qiu's life.
Du Tingting would not watch Mu Mian become a murderer, nor would she allow her daughter's survival to be at the cost of murdering an innocent life.
Song Ci listened to Du Tingting's speech in a daze, her heart moved. She thought of her own mother. The Song Ci sisters looked very similar to their mother, Jiang Mengmeng. Jiang Mengmeng was a very beautiful woman, tenacious and kind, and she loved Song Ci and Song Fei very much.
Song Fei has a high IQ and has been studying strange things since she was a child. Her behavior may seem strange to some people, but Jiang Mengmeng respects Song Fei very much. No matter what others say, she still supports Song Fei in doing those strange research.
Song Ci is not as smart as Song Fei, but she is very talented in music. The first time she touched the violin, she was able to play very beautiful music. After Jiang Mengmeng discovered Song Ci's talent in music, she did everything she could to successfully get her to become a student under the violinist Shen Yubei.
Song Ci remembers one day when she went to her teacher's house to learn the violin. When she finished, it was already dark. When Jiang Mengmeng was picking her up, they ran into a murderer who had just committed a crime and was on the run.
Song Ci was so frightened that she dared not even breathe, but Jiang Mengmeng, who usually spoke softly and gently, immediately protected Song Ci behind her and fought with the murderer with the spirit of a protective mother.
When Song Ci's father arrived, Jiang Mengmeng had been stabbed in the abdomen by the murderer.
Song Ci put away her memories and looked at Du Tingting in front of her with a solemn gaze. As mothers, Du Tingting and Jiang Mengmeng were both brave and fearless. How could they not be afraid of pain and death? It was simply because their children were in trouble that they had to be strong.
"Mother," Song Ci asked Du Tingting, "Does father know about your decision?"
Du Tingting felt a little guilty. She shook her head and said, "I told him, but he was naturally against it."
Song Porcelain knew it would be like this.
Mu Mian was cruel to the sisters, but he loved his first wife deeply. He would never agree to use Du Tingting's heart for Mu Qiu's transplant.
If we really consider the weight, in Mu Mian's heart, Du Tingting is more important than Mu Qiu.
Song Ci added: "If Mu Qiu knew about this, he would not agree."
Du Tingting said without hesitation, "I won't tell her."
Song Ci smiled bitterly, "But she will eventually know. Mother, when the operation is over and Qiu Tianer opens her eyes and looks for you everywhere but can't find you, she will feel so regretful and upset."
Song Ci held Du Tingting's hand and said to her, "I respect your decision, but mother, you should also respect Qiu Tianer. At least, you should listen to Qiu Tianer's opinion."
"Put yourself in her shoes. If I were seriously ill and my mother secretly signed an organ donation form without telling me, and I woke up after the operation and found that my mother was dead, and that the heart beating inside me was hers..."
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