Song Ling, Liu Zhiyuan, Xu Su and the nurse went to the ward to accompany Song Lingchen.
In the ward, Liu Zhiyuan stared at the little guy on the bed.
Song Ling has always been with Liu Zhiyuan, taking care of her and the children.
Xu Su suddenly realized that he was a superfluous light bulb. It seemed that his family of three was warm and harmonious, and he didn't fit in anywhere here. He shrugged, found himself a job, and helped go downstairs to handle the hospitalization procedures.
Song Huihai breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Song Lingchen was fine.
However, he was still at the door of another operating room.
Because his daughter was inside.
Although this daughter truly disappointed him, she was his daughter after all, and it seemed as if the older he got, the softer his heart became. He couldn't ignore her, so he sighed and stared deeper into the operating room door.
After returning to his independent office, the doctor on duty took out his mobile phone and sent a text message, "I have done everything you asked me to do. Can you let my family go now? Please don't hurt them, they are innocent."
The man on the other end texted back, "Great, congratulations, your family is safe!"
The doctor on duty put down his phone and sighed heavily.
Big beads of sweat were still spreading on his forehead, and the light in his eyes was very complicated. There was fear, lingering fear, as well as guilt and helplessness.
Another hour later, Yatong was finally pushed out of the operating room by the doctor.
She was still sleeping after the anesthesia.
His face was unusually pale, almost as white as the sheets.
Song Huihai felt very uncomfortable, but what made him even more uncomfortable was what the doctor said next.
After taking off the mask, the doctor who assisted Yatong in the surgery apologized helplessly.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Song. The bullet hit my knee, shattering my kneecap. Although the bullet has been removed, it will leave some sequelae..."
After hearing the doctor's words, the first thought that flashed through Song Huihai's mind was a wheelchair. He frowned and whispered, "Are you saying she will spend the rest of her life in a wheelchair?"
The doctor waved his hands quickly, "That's not the case. Miss Yatong's condition isn't serious enough to require a wheelchair. What I mean is that her legs might not be able to move as smoothly in the future. In layman's terms, she'll limp..."
Song Huihai had just breathed a sigh of relief when his anxiety returned. A cripple? One leg longer than the other?
"Doctor, is there really nothing you can do?" He still cared about his daughter and softened his heart.
The doctor shook his head helplessly: "I'm sorry, we really tried our best!"
Song Huihai was silent for a long time.
She's still so young? She's already a cripple before she even gets married?
He sighed deeply, a wry smile forming on his lips. Is this what they call retribution?
What else can he say?
He asked the doctor, "The doctor has done his best. What's the point of saying more?"
Finally, he could only say in a hoarse voice, "Okay, I understand. Thank you..."
The mission was completed after the bodyguard escorted Song Cheng to the police station.
Xu Su, the most trusted bodyguard called him to report the incident.
"Okay, I understand. You've worked hard, brothers. Go home and rest."
After hanging up the phone, the bodyguard's eyes flashed with a complex look that others didn't understand.
After returning to his residence, he began to call his master to report the action.
"Master, Song Cheng has been sent to the police station. Mission accomplished. However, that brat was seriously injured, with a bloody hole on his calf. Song Cheng, that bastard is truly perverted. He really had the heart to attack that brat. Just consider it as helping us vent our anger."
A cold voice came from the other end of the phone, "Waste! He's a waste!"
The bodyguard held his breath.
"Song Ling was really scared this time, Master. I think even though Song Cheng failed this time, he didn't gain nothing. At least, he tortured Song Ling for so long and almost killed him..."
A heavy voice on the other end of the line interrupted him, "That's enough! You know I want more than this. Much more than this!"
The bodyguard immediately flashed a trace of fear and nodded, "I was too talkative just now."
The man on the other end of the phone seemed to be in a good mood today. His voice soon became clear and a little frivolous.
"Forget it, forget about Song Cheng. I never really expected him to get things done, and it's more pleasant to do things myself. I'm ready to go to the hospital."
The bodyguard nodded and complimented,
"Well, this time Song Ling will suffer greatly. For him, living is more difficult than dying. Master, every step can be accurately calculated. Even if there was a problem with the land before, it would have been known long ago.
By the way, I've always wanted to ask, why didn't we secretly alert Song Cheng when we knew there was something wrong with this piece of land? At least, Song Cheng, who hasn't been exposed, should still have some value. "
The man over there said in a deep voice,
"Idiot! Do you think Song Ling is a vegetarian? He must be on guard. If we secretly remind Song Cheng, we will be exposed. Do you understand?"
The bodyguard suddenly realized, "Oh, I see. Master, you are very foresighted."
The person on the other side sneered: "This time, I will definitely win. I must defeat Song Ling! I must!"
Hospital, Song Lingchen's ward.
Xu Su completed the hospitalization procedures and returned to the ward.
The young couple was still affectionate, and he felt sorry for his godson. But seeing them being affectionate, he thought of his own elegant girl.
Song Lingchen woke up quickly. When he opened his eyes, he saw Liu Zhiyuan's red and swollen eyes.
His little hand was already held in Liu Zhiyuan's palm. He subconsciously moved his fingers and blinked.
When Liu Zhiyuan saw him wake up, she cried and laughed excitedly, "Song Lingchen, are you awake? Are you really awake? That's great!"
Who knew Song Lingchen wouldn't play by the rules? He looked at his mother's excited expression and said, "Dad is right, Mom, you really love to cry. It's so ugly!"
Liu Zhiyuan, "..."
Song Ling pressed his eyebrows with his long fingers, "..."
His son is really different.
Xu Su, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but burst into laughter when he heard this, "Haha..."
Of course, the consequence of his inability to control himself was that he was directly glared at by Song Ling and Liu Zhiyuan.
But he really felt that his godson was too talented and he couldn't hold it back any longer.
Liu Zhiyuan ignored Song Lingchen's rejection and just wanted to use her motherly love to offset the shock and torture he had suffered all night.
"Do your calves still hurt? Are you hungry? Tell me what you want to eat and I'll go home and make it for you, okay? Or what toys do you want? The latest car, the latest airplane, I'll ask Dad to buy you right away."
The anesthetic on Song Lingchen's calf hadn't worn off yet, so he didn't feel any pain. Of course, he was very tired.
How could I not be tired after being tortured by that bad uncle all night?
He was very tired, and naturally had no interest in his favorite toy cars and airplanes. He puffed out his cheeks and sighed.
Liu Zhiyuan immediately became nervous, "What's wrong? Is the wound hurting again? Do you want mom to call your doctor to check your wound?"
Song Lingchen couldn't help but frown and said weakly, "Mom, you women are so nagging!"
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