Chapter 199: Helping my daughter for the last time
Lying on the hospital bed, Song Jianguo didn't react at all, but a stream of tears flowed from the corner of his eye.
Zhang Zhiya saw it.
I realized belatedly that these were tears.
What she wiped just now were also tears.
Did Song Jianguo already know about his daughter's situation when she went to wash the fruit?
No wonder, no wonder.
Zhang Zhiya chuckled, then burst into tears.
The crying continued for a long, long time.
After she recovered, she came to Song Jianguo's side with sobs, leaned forward, and asked Song Jianguo: "Old Song, this is the last time we can help our daughter, are you willing?"
"Move your eyelids if you like."
Zhang Zhiya had seen Song Jianguo's eyelids twitching several times.
That's why she asked this.
Zhang Zhiya looked at Song Jianguo without blinking.
After a few seconds, Song Jianguo's eyelids really moved, and not just once. Zhang Zhiya saw this scene, and the tears that had just stopped welled up again. She sobbed, and touched Song Jianguo's face with trembling hands, "Jianguo, this is how we are in this life. Will you still want to meet me in the next life?"
"I don't know if you're willing, but I'm quite willing."
"But I'd better not give up Lele. If she meets us again in her next life, she will be dragged down by us again."
"In the next life, I hope our Lele can find a good family and not come to such useless parents like us."
Zhang Zhiya wiped her tears, took a deep breath, and continued, "All the money we saved over the years has been spent on the hospital, and there's nothing left for Lele."
Having said this, Zhang Zhiya suddenly stopped.
"Old Song, let's leave Lele with some memories."
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After returning to the villa, Song Lehan was always wary of Jiang Yue.
She had just said something about having a baby, but it was just a temporary way of stalling Jiang Yue. If they really wanted to start, she was still unwilling, very unwilling.
As soon as he entered the door, Song Lehan started rubbing his head, saying that he had a headache. He found an excuse to rest and went upstairs.
Jiang Yue was not in a hurry. He first asked Aunt Zhang to make a bowl of chicken soup for Song Lehan to nourish her.
While the chicken soup was stewing, he started to deal with the company's affairs.
By the time it's almost done, the chicken soup is ready.
"Mr. Jiang, the chicken soup is ready. Do you want me to serve it to Miss Song?" Aunt Zhang was tactful enough to ask first. It would be bad if she served it to Miss Song without permission.
Jiang Yue waved his hand and said, "No, give it to me. I want to go up too."
"Okay, Mr. Jiang," Aunt Zhang agreed and went to the kitchen. When she came out again, she was holding a tray, which she carefully placed on the coffee table.
Jiang Yue said "hmm" and then closed his laptop.
He picked up the chicken soup and walked upstairs.
In the bedroom.
Song Lehan put on a good show.
She lay on the bed with her eyes closed, looking like she was asleep, but in reality, she was just thinking silently in her mind how to get rid of this matter.
"Le Le," Jiang Yue walked in.
Hearing the sound, Song Lehan subconsciously frowned, pretending to be uncomfortable. At the tip of his nose, he smelled a strong smell of chicken soup.
Jiang Yue came to Song Lehan, put the chicken soup on the bedside, and called Song Lehan again.
"Get up and drink the chicken soup first."
Song Lehan pretended to be uncomfortable and opened his eyes. He glanced at the chicken soup on the bedside table and shook his head. "I have no appetite."
"Get up and eat something." Jiang Yue pulled her arm and gestured for her to sit up. "Auntie Zhang has been stewing this for a long time. You can't waste her kindness."
"Besides, if you don't drink it, the chicken will be wasted."
Song Lehan had no choice but to sit up with his hands. He leaned against the headboard and took the bowl of chicken soup.
The chicken soup was just cooked and was still steaming.
Song Lehan scooped a spoonful, blew on it near his mouth, and when he felt it was almost cool, he put it in his mouth.
"How is it? Is it delicious?" Jiang Yue asked immediately after seeing her take a sip.
The taste is really good. Aunt Zhang’s cooking skills have always been great.
Song Lehan nodded and symbolically scooped another spoonful, "Yeah, it's really delicious."
"Be good, drink more and nourish your body well." Jiang Yue's words were meaningful.
Song Lehan naturally understood what this meant. With a tremor of her hand, she poured all the soup she had scooped into the bowl. Soon, she scooped another spoonful, her expression calm.
Jiang Yue was so focused on how to help Song Lehan give birth to a child that he naturally didn't notice her little action.
Seeing that Song Lehan had drunk most of the soup, Jiang Yue couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, feeling a little impatient.
With a "ding-ling" sound, the cell phone rang.
Jiang Yue took it out and was about to hang up, thinking it was something at the company. But unexpectedly, it was Ye Shuqing calling him.
All the expectations just now disappeared, Jiang Yue's lips curled down and his smile was suppressed.
He looked up at Song Lehan, said nothing, and walked out with his phone in hand.
As soon as Jiang Yue turned around, Song Lehan immediately stopped drinking soup, quietly raised his eyes, and stared at Jiang Yue's back as he left.
The door was closed and Song Lehan put the chicken soup back on the bedside table.
Outside the door, Jiang Yue hesitated for a while, but still answered the phone.
"Jiang Yue, were you busy just now?" As soon as the call was connected, Ye Shuqing's sweet voice came from the receiver.
Jiang Yue stood in the corridor, holding the railing with his hands, his eyes flickering slightly, "Yeah, it's okay."
"That's good. I'm glad I didn't disturb you." Ye Shuqing was very polite. After a two-second silence, he directly explained the reason for calling. "I recently came across a play, and I think there's a role in it that would be quite suitable for Lele."
She didn't continue speaking and gave the initiative to Jiang Yue.
When Jiang Yue heard this, he naturally knew what Ye Shuqing meant.
Thinking about his current relationship with Song Lehan, Jiang Yue still found an excuse to refuse, "Song Lehan should be busy, I arranged other work for her."
"What job?" Ye Shuqing asked.
Jiang Yue frowned, a little impatient, "As for the usual ones, I'm not too sure."
"Oh." Ye Shuqing responded calmly. After a few seconds of silence, he continued to ask, "Are you with her in real life?"
There was some tentativeness and caution in Ye Shuqing's tone.
This question made Jiang Yue feel a little guilty.
"No, no." Jiang Yue still chose to lie.
Hearing his reaction, Ye Shuqing already understood what was going on. But she still pretended to know nothing and continued to ask, "Are you free next month?"
"Before, I remember you and I were talking about going to Country H to see the first snow of winter. I just saw someone predict that it might snow in Country H next month. So, I wanted to ask you if you want to go to Country H together?"
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