Song Mingyuan returned quickly, bringing back a hot meal.
Everything was laid out on the table, and everyone involuntarily looked toward the hospital bed.
Song Wanwan remained silent, her eyes wide open, seemingly lost in thought, her gaze sending a chill down their spines.
Song Aiguo walked over and said, "Wanwan, the food is ready. Get up and eat something. If you don't eat, your body won't be able to handle it."
"Get out!" Song Wanwan roared, her voice cracking from the force of her shout.
Song Aiguo had never seen his sister so angry before, and he was stunned for a moment.
Zhao Susu walked over and said, "Wanwan, your brother and I both hope you can get better. We won't hold what happened before against you."
"I don't need you to tell me what to do, all of you get out of here!" Song Wanwan sat up and pulled out the IV tube from her hand: "If you don't leave, I'll die again in front of you."
I don't want to see any of you right now, get out of here!
Song Aiguo was heartbroken that his sister had become like this.
Song Mingyuan frowned deeply: "Dad, Mom, why don't we leave and give Aunt a quiet place?"
A person's life and death are their own decision. If she still wants to commit suicide, you can't stop her the second time even if you stop her the first time.
Song Aiguo nodded, turned around, and pulled Zhao Susu away.
Song Mingyuan and Zhou Meiling each took the clothes that were on the bed and left one after the other.
The once bustling house suddenly became cold and deserted.
Song Wanwan thought about her past thoughts and felt that she was so naive. She had gotten herself into such a state because of a wish.
Looking at the wound on his wrist, someone who has already died once will not easily face death again.
She admitted she was scared. What should she do next? She began to feel lost.
Before leaving the hospital, Song Aiguo spent a lot of money to hire a caregiver to stand guard outside the ward.
The group quickly returned home, but breakfast, which had been heated up, was left uneaten. Zhou Meiling went to the kitchen to cook, and after it was done, she heated up two more dishes and brought them to the table. Judging from their posture upon returning, sitting on the sofa, they were probably still worried about their aunt's situation.
"Uncle, Auntie, come and eat!"
At this moment, Song Mingyuan came downstairs and saw that they had no appetite. He couldn't help but say, "Dad, Mom, didn't you always say that you should eat your fill before you can solve anything? If you're not healthy, you can't solve anything."
These are the words you said to me before, and now I'm returning them to you.
Song Aiguo sighed: "I'm getting old, but I'm not living as well as you. You've taught me a lesson."
Zhao Susu stood up: "Let's listen to them and eat a little first, then go upstairs and take a nap. Tomorrow is Monday and we still have to go to work. If we break down, there will be no way to solve the problems later."
Song Aiguo, knowing he would have to deal with all sorts of messy things at the factory the next day, could only get up and go eat.
Zhao Susu tasted both dishes on the table; they were quite good. Her daughter-in-law had made them. Yesterday, due to the accident, she hadn't had a chance to taste them before leaving.
This dish would taste even better if it were fresh out of the pot.
Seeing that they weren't eating much, Song Mingyuan couldn't help but pick up his chopsticks and put some food on their plates: "Eat more. You're all older than us, can't you just let us worry less?"
The two exchanged a smile, realizing they had been scolded by their son, which improved their mood considerably, and they finished all the food in their bowls.
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