Song Zhi really has no strength now.
As her emotions fluctuated wildly, there was still a blur of darkness flashing before her eyes.
Tang Junhe walked out holding Song Zhi. Looking at the pale person in his arms, his brows furrowed.
She was almost weightless, floating in my arms, and even the bones of her shoulder blades felt a little uncomfortable. In just one year, she had lost so much weight...
Tang Junhe's eyes flashed with the image of the plump and fair Song Zhi in the past. He looked at her pointed chin and thin lips pursed into a line.
Soon, Tang Junhe carried her to the outside of Xiao Qingbai's ward.
"Put me down."
Song Zhi weakly pushed his arm.
Tang Junhe did not let go.
"I'll hold you and watch."
His persistence made a look of helplessness flash across Song Zhi's face.
She didn't have much strength, so she had to let him hold her.
Through the window, she looked at her little Qingbai with heartache, lying alone on the small bed in the ward, her small body wrapped in white bedding.
Xiao Qingbai's small face was covered by a large breathing mask.
Seeing his small chest rising and falling slightly, the tension in Song Zhi's mind finally relaxed a little.
But looking at him lying alone on the hospital bed, Song Zhi felt as if her heart was being squeezed by a big hand. The dull pain spread from the tip of her heart to every part of her body, and even breathing was painful.
Her eyes instantly turned red and tears fell from her eyes instantly.
She pursed her lips and leaned on the transparent glass.
As if this would allow her to be closer to her little cub.
The hot tears fell on Tang Junhe's hand. Feeling the wetness on the back of his hand, he looked at the person in his arms with heartache, took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.
"It's going to be okay."
Song Zhi stood by the window and looked for a long time. She carefully memorized Xiao Qingbai's current appearance in her mind, and clenched her hands hanging by her side into fists.
She would remember this account in her heart and would never let go of those scumbags who had caused Xiao Qingbai to become like this.
After a while, a doctor in a white coat came over and checked Xiao Qingbai's physical condition.
After confirming that there was no danger, I breathed a sigh of relief.
Seeing Song Zhi’s red and swollen eyes, the doctor couldn’t bear it and said something comforting before leaving.
"Don't worry too much, family members. As long as there are no abnormalities within the next 24 hours, the child will be completely out of danger. The child is very strong and is recovering well. He will definitely be fine."
"Thank you, doctor."
Song Zhi thanked the doctor in a hoarse voice.
Her eyes still did not move away from Xiao Qingbai.
As a mother, she even hoped that it was herself lying in there at this moment, not her child.
"Let's go back."
Tang Junhe saw that she was about to cry again and said with heartache.
He was worried that if he stayed here for too long, Song Zhi would become too unstable.
By then, the child was still in danger, but she collapsed first.
After a while, Song Zhi nodded silently.
Tang Junhe carried her back to the next ward and gently placed her on the bed. Looking at her bloodshot eyes, a trace of heartache flashed across his eyes.
"Little Qingbai will be fine."
Song Zhi lowered his eyes, calmed down his emotions, and then hummed in a muffled voice.
Seeing that she didn't want to talk, Tang Junhe didn't say anything else and just stayed by her side quietly.
"What did the police say?"
Song Zhi sat on the bed for a while, and suddenly asked when he remembered the conversation between him and the police.
When she asked about this, Tang Junhe looked at her worriedly.
He frowned and thought for a moment before answering, "Xiao Qingbai was found in the hands of those hooligans. The police have already apprehended him and are in custody. He is currently being interrogated."
"How's the trial going?"
There was almost no fluctuation in Song Zhi's voice, and no movement in his eyes.
But it was this calm appearance that made Tang Junhe even more worried.
"The interrogation hasn't finished yet. Once the results are out, the police will definitely give you an explanation."
Hearing this, Song Zhi lowered his eyes, clenched his palms, and asked, "What about Lin Ping?"
"Lin Ping was also detained with that group of thugs and is currently on trial."
Looking at her tense body, Tang Junhe subconsciously wanted to reach out and hug her gently.
Song Zhi moved to the side inconspicuously, avoiding his hand.
She closed her eyes, and her eyes were filled with uncontrollable surging black energy, and even her clenched fists were shaking uncontrollably.
She couldn't understand it, as she and Lin Ping had no grudges against each other.
Why would he harm his own child?
Song Zhi refused to eat anything.
This made Tang Junhe extremely distressed.
Early in the morning, Song Anshan, who had rested for a night, hurried back.
After he returned, he didn't sleep much, but he seemed to have recovered some energy, looking much better than the haggard Song Zhi.
"Zhizhi, eat something. How can you hold on if you don't eat?"
When he learned that Song Zhi refused to eat, he looked at his pale daughter with heartache and persuaded her gently.
"I have no appetite."
Song Zhi raised his eyelids weakly.
She doesn't want to eat anything now.
She had already drunk a bottle of milk.
Now I can't eat a single bite.
"Dad, don't worry about me. I drank some milk and I'm not really hungry now."
In order to prevent them from worrying any further, Song Zhi had to force himself to stay calm and explain again.
What good can a bottle of milk do? Song Anshan thought, but looking at Song Zhi's expression, he didn't continue to persuade her.
"Then you go to sleep for a while, I'll stay with Qingbai."
Song Anshan looked at the dark circles under her eyes that were almost falling to the ground, and knew that she must not have slept yet, so he quickly pushed her and asked her to go to rest.
"Zhizhi, if you fall down first, what will happen when Qingbai wakes up?"
These words made Song Zhi, who was determined to stay with Xiao Qingbai outside the ward, feel discouraged.
After taking a deep look at Xiao Qingbai, she finally obeyed and went to rest first.
Although her body was extremely tired, she couldn't sleep well and would fall into a nightmare as soon as she closed her eyes.
I was in a daze and didn't know how long I slept.
When he woke up, he saw Tang Junhe standing by his bed.
"Qingbai is out of danger. Do you want to go check on him?"
Hearing this, Song Zhi's lifeless eyes suddenly gathered a light and she nodded quickly.
Accompanied by Tang Junhe, they went to Xiao Qingbai's ward together.
Although he has passed the critical period, his little face is still extremely pale. He lies on the hospital bed like a small ball, as if he will break if touched.
Song Zhi didn't dare to touch him, she just watched from the side with red eyes.
Soon, the doctor came with a nurse to examine Xiao Qingbai.
"He's recovering well, but his condition isn't stable yet and he needs to be hospitalized for observation for a while."
The doctor's words made Song Zhi's heart jump again.
She carefully inquired about Xiao Qingbai's condition and confirmed that his life was no longer in danger. Then she asked Song Anshan to take good care of the child and went with the doctor to complete the hospitalization procedures.
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