He Ling felt desperate and helpless at this moment.
Last night, our family hid in the basement, and all of us had different knife wounds on our bodies.
The wound wasn't actually very deep, and it kept bleeding, so I finally tore open my clothes and tied up the wound to stop the bleeding.
My son Fubao might have been frightened and had a high fever all night long.
She and her husband were extremely anxious and wanted to take the patient to the hospital, but found that it was impossible.
Because the injuries of the two men had not yet healed, and they were bleeding from the knife wounds, they were very weak.
How can you take someone to the hospital if you can’t even walk?
After a night of agony, the couple finally decided to ask Song Kexing for help.
Song's father was too proud to ask for help, so He Ling loved her son so much that she naturally lowered her attitude.
She was seen prostrating herself on the ground, her eyes full of pleading as she continued:
"Ke Xing, we were the ones who treated you badly last night, and you deserved to stab us with a knife. I don't ask for your forgiveness.
But since Fubao is your younger brother, please save him!
I'm seriously injured now, and I have a high fever. If I don't go to the hospital, I'm going to die! ”
Song Kexing had no expression on his face and said, "It's better to die."
He Ling panicked immediately: "Ke Xing...you can't just stand by and watch him die. 놛 is your blood-thicker-than-water brother. Please save 놛!"
Song Kexing sneered: "When you wanted to murder me, you didn't treat me as your sister."
"That was a moment of confusion, and it was our fault as adults. I kowtow and admit my mistake, please!"
As she spoke, He Ling began to kowtow.
After a while, her forehead turned purple.
Song Kexing: "Alright, stop pretending. There are conditions for saving me."
He Ling's eyes lit up with joy, and she looked up and said, "Tell me, as long as you can save me, I will agree to whatever you say!"
Song Kexing looked at her and said, "I want all the money of the Song family, including the dowry given by the Song family ancestors to my mother."
The Song family was once a large capitalist and commercial family. Even though they had consumed a lot of their assets over the years, they should have left some behind.
Moreover, the original owner's biological mother eloped with someone abroad, and the Song family left a lot of dowry behind.
But Maruko had searched the house many times in the past two days, and had also looked in the basement, but had not found any treasures.
This is not normal.
It is very likely...that Song Jianye had hidden the secret.
Hearing this, He Ling's joyful eyes froze.
The property at home is the capital for making a fortune abroad in the future, how could I possibly give it to her?
But if I don't give it to him, my son might die.
He Ling: "I can't make a decision on this matter. I have to go back and discuss it with your father."
"No need to discuss, I agree!"
At this time, Song Chengye's voice sounded from behind.
놛 still didn't let go뀞 and crawled over too.
"You can have money if you want. As long as you take Fubao to the hospital and get him cured, I'll give you all of it."
Song Kexing: "That won't work. You have to pay first before you can do anything."
"Song Kexing, are you really so heartless?"
Father Song gritted his teeth, his eyes widened, and his face was full of anger.
Song Kexing smiled: "No matter how heartless I am, I can't be better than a beastly father who wants to kill his daughter."
Father Song's face turned pale, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
"Okay! I promise."
......
In the basement, Father Song took out a wooden box from the empty space on the wall, opened it and said:
"Here is all the savings of our Song family, a total of more than 7,000 yuan and more than 30 tickets, all in here."
A hint of surprise flashed across He Ling's eyes.
She remembered that the family had more than that in savings.
Could it be that all her money was transferred to that place by her husband?
Father Song continued, "As for your mother's dowry, which was handed down from the Song family, it was all used up in the turmoil of the past few years."
Song Kexing didn't believe a word of his father's explanation.
The reason why she made this request was to trick us.
Coincidentally, she happened to keenly capture He Ling's micro-expression and confirmed her suspicion.
"Okay!" Song Kexing put the wooden box in his arms and said, "I'll go get a doctor outside. Wait."
Song's father was anxious: "Song Kexing, how could you go back on your word! Take your brother to the hospital!"
"Do you think you are qualified to negotiate with me?" Song Kexing looked at him sarcastically:
"Or do you want everyone to know that you, who had gone to visit your relatives, have suddenly returned?"
"You!" Song's father wanted to say something, but was persuaded by He Ling, "Kexing, Auntie believes in you, go quickly.
Auntie hopes you can come back before you die. Your brother's illness can't wait. If anything happens, I will crawl outside to ask for help even if I have to sacrifice my life.
If people knew that you were the one who chopped all of us into pieces like this, your reputation would be ruined..."
This is threatening her.
"Ha!" Song Kexing sneered and strode away.
Walking down to the basement, Maruko asked curiously:
[Master, do you really want to save people? 】
Song Kexing: [Well, just give him some treatment. The person cannot die now, otherwise it will be difficult to have fun next. 】
The treasures that Song Chengye had hidden had not yet been found, and that would take time.
Song Kexing left the Song family yard and took a casual walk around the area.
When you are about to hit the target, find a secluded place to enter the space.
Instead of taking the risk of finding someone to treat Song Fubao, it would be better for her to do it herself.
When she was in the modern sanatorium, she was familiar with some nurses and understood basic medical nursing knowledge.
There happened to be some props in the space, including various human skin masks.
Song Kexing chose a middle-aged man's mask and put it on.
Then he put on a black baseball cap to hold down his messy hair, a pair of black-framed glasses, and finally put on the clothes that middle-aged men of this era wore.
After dressing up, Song Kexing quickly returned to the Song family.
When I walked to the basement door, I heard a quarrel coming from inside.
It turned out that after she left, Song's father He Ling went to her room to look for food, but found that there was no food at all.
I was hungry for two days and went through so many bad things.
Father Song was so angry that he couldn't help but vent his anger on He Ling:
"He Ling, you are such a pig-brained person. You clearly knew that Song Kexing was a jerk, yet you asked her to leave. You are going to piss me off to death!"
He Ling cried aggrievedly: "Wuwuwu...How could I know that she would really disregard her reputation? I am really wronged. I am also doing this for my son."
Song's father slapped her in the face and said, "Cry, cry, cry! You only know how to cry! Why would I marry a fool like you?"
“Ahem…Dad, please don’t hit Mom…Ahem!”
Song Fubao had a mouthful of phlegm stuck in his throat and he fainted all of a sudden.
He Ling screamed: "Fubao! Are you okay, Fubao!"
......
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