After Song Yibai accompanied Li Jingxian to the hospital, the doctor said that there was no serious problem with Li Jingxian, but her mood swings were too big and her blood pressure was not stable.
After leaving the hospital, Song Mingyan sent Song Yibai and Li Jingxian back home, and he himself returned to the law firm.
Seeing Song Yibai coming back, Song Sishen put on a hat with a wide brim that covered most of his face, and walked downstairs.
When Song Yibai saw him, he paused slightly and pursed his lips nervously.
"Third brother, are you at home?"
Song Sishen subconsciously pressed down the brim of his hat and hummed softly.
"Are you and Mom okay?"
Song Sishen has been very afraid of people seeing his face recently. His face is so ugly now that even his relatives are scared of him.
"We're fine, Third Brother... Mom is very tired today. I'll help her upstairs to rest first. If there's anything, we can talk about it later, okay?"
Song Sishen heard the cautiousness in Song Yibai's voice. He raised his hand again and pressed down the brim of his hat heavily.
After nodding slightly, he stepped aside.
When Li Jingxian was being helped up the stairs by Song Yibai, she turned slightly sideways and glanced at Song Sishen with some worry in her eyes.
"A Shen, your face still hasn't healed? Do you want to go to the hospital again?"
"Mom, it's nothing. It's just a little bruise. It will be fine once it goes away."
Song Sishen tried to explain in a nonchalant tone.
He kept his head down and didn't look at Song Yibai's face, so naturally he didn't notice the slap mark on Song Yibai's cheek.
Song Yibai pursed his lips slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.
Third brother didn't even notice that she was injured. He had clearly cared about her before...
"Oh, that's good. Ah Shen, don't stay in your room all day. Go out for a walk when you have time."
Li Jingxian did not doubt it, nodded slightly and did not forget to remind Song Sishen.
"I know, Mom."
Song Sishen lowered his head and responded in a slightly hoarse voice.
He didn't turn around and look up until they passed him.
After Song Yibai helped Li Jingxian back to the room, Song Sishen paused at the stairs for a few seconds and then returned to his room.
Song Simo was busy in the kitchen for more than two hours and developed a new flavor of dessert.
He came out of the kitchen carrying a white porcelain tray, looked at the servant who was cleaning in the living room, and asked gently:
"Mrs. Li, are my mother and Yibai back?"
"Master Sime, Madam and Miss Yibai have been back for a while. Madam seems unwell and has gone back to her room to rest."
The servant answered truthfully.
Song Simo frowned slightly, a hint of worry flashed in his eyes, and he went upstairs with the tray.
As soon as he reached the door of Li Jingxian's bedroom, Song Yibai opened the door and came out.
The two almost bumped into each other. Song Yibai screamed "Ah", covered his forehead which was hit by the edge of the tray, and looked at Song Simo with tears in his eyes.
"Fifth brother, you bumped into me."
"I'm sorry, Yibai. I heard Mom wasn't feeling well, so I wanted to come up to check on her. I didn't know you'd just opened the door and come out..."
Song Simo changed the tray to hold it with one hand, raised his right hand apologetically and rubbed Song Yibai's forehead.
"How is it? Does it hurt?"
As he rubbed it, he immediately saw the red mark on Song Yibai's cheek. Although it was very shallow, he could still vaguely see the traces of being beaten.
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