Song Jin unbuckled her seat belt, got out of the car, and walked into the hospital.
She knew where the ward was, so she didn't go to the nurse's station to ask. She took the elevator directly to the inpatient department on the fifth floor.
The ward was located in the middle of the corridor, a single room with the door wide open, and the sound of a nurse talking inside could be heard.
When Song Jin walked in, the nurse had just come out after giving an injection. She stepped aside and waited for the nurse to come out pushing a cart before she went in.
In the ward, besides Mr. Song lying on the bed, Mrs. Song sitting beside the bed, there was another man sitting on a row of chairs nearby, his hat almost covering his entire face.
Song Jin glanced at him casually, walked to the bedside, pulled a small stool and sat down beside the bed.
"Grandpa, how are you?"
Old Master Song was lying on the clean white hospital bed. He looked a little unwell, but his complexion was much better than last night.
He sighed deeply, raised his old hand and patted her shoulder gently.
"I'm sorry you've been wronged. It's Grandpa's fault for not educating your father well."
Song Jin raised the corner of her mouth slightly and said soothingly: "I don't blame you. Let Song Yibai's matter take its course. I have you and grandma to love me, and that's enough."
Old Master Song sighed again and said nothing more.
He actually wanted to order Song Shunan to send Song Yibai away, but he was powerless.
I was so angry that I fell ill, and I didn't dare to care too much about it anymore, for fear that I would die if I got too emotional.
"Both of your sons are troublesome. They make you angry every day. What a nuisance!"
Old Madam Song snorted, took Song Jin's hand, and asked with concern:
"Auntie, were you scared living alone in the old house last night? I heard your mother moved there? If she acts foolishly and protects that illegitimate daughter again, come and tell me and I will kick her out myself."
Faced with the care and protection of Old Lady Song, Song Jin felt warm in her heart.
Although the other members of the Song family are quite annoying, Old Man Song and Old Lady Song really love her. Maybe it’s because she is their only granddaughter?
With the arrogance in the bones of Mr. Song and his wife, they would never acknowledge Song Yibai. Even if Song Yibai had the halo of the heroine, she would not be liked by the two old men.
"Don't worry, I'm not afraid of living alone. As for her... she can't affect me."
Hearing that Song Jin didn't even want to call her mother, Old Lady Song patted the back of her hand without blaming her.
Old Mrs. Song has seen Li Jingxian's favoritism and neglect for more than ten years. She feels sorry for her granddaughter, so how could she blame her?
She has parents and a brother, but only these two old people truly love her. How can she not feel wronged?
"You, child... you just don't like to cry and complain. You're unwilling to talk about the injustice you've suffered. Your stubbornness is just like your grandfather's when he was young."
When Mr. Song heard this, his face turned red and he secretly glared at his wife, but he dared not say anything.
After staying in the ward for half an hour, seeing that Mr. Song was a little tired and wanted to rest, Song Jin took the initiative to suggest going back.
Old Mrs. Song nodded. "Okay, you haven't had dinner yet, right? Go back and eat early, and go to bed early at night. Don't stay up late."
After instructing her granddaughter, Old Lady Song looked at Song Sishen who was sitting in a chair against the wall.
"A Shen, it's so late, please send Auntie off."
Song Jin turned her head and glanced at Song Sishen, waiting for him to refuse.
After all, he seemed to have always disliked her, and the one who mocked her the most in person was this so-called third brother.
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