Entertainment headlines: director’s rules for chasing a wife - Chapter 354

Song Lixian’s fall not only broke his arm, but also some bleeding in his abdominal cavity. As for other aspects, he will continue to stay in the hospital for observation.

Hearing the doctor’s words, Liu Min almost fainted.

Looking at Song Lixian with a pale face and no blood color on the hospital bed, Liu Min burst into tears. She felt the fragility of life and the sadness of old age.

“Don’t do that, madam.” Lao Fang kept comforting, “the doctor said that if there was nothing wrong with the examination, he could be discharged in ten days and a half months.”

Liu Minqiang nodded with tears in his eyes: “Lao Fang, go back and have a rest early. It’s getting late. You have to go to the company tomorrow. Li Xian is like this. You have to take care of the company’s affairs. ”

“Madam, don’t worry. I’m sure there’s no problem with the company.” Lao Fang glanced at his watch and whispered, “I’ll go back first and come back tomorrow.”

Liu Min waved and said, “go.”

As soon as Lao Fang came out of the ward, he ran into song Tingchen and Qin Youle.

“Young master, why are you here?” When he saw song Tingchen, Lao Fang’s eyes lit up. But when he saw Qin Youle, the light in his eyes went out again. He nodded slightly and shouted reluctantly, “Miss Qin, you’re here too.”

“Yes.” Qin Youle replied calmly that she didn’t care about Lao Fang’s attitude towards her.

“Tingchen, I’ll go in and have a look.” Seeing that Lao Fang seemed to have something to say to song Tingchen alone, Qin Youle left wisely.

“How’s he doing?” Song Tingchen asked faintly.

“Young master, you’re still here,” said Lao Fang happily. “I’ve been waiting for you all night. You still came. I believe there is still a father son relationship between you and Song Dong. ”

“Mr. Fang, don’t think about it.” Song Tingchen coldly interrupted Lao Fang’s words. He bowed his head and turned his wedding ring and sneered, “Dong song has no mercy on me at all. I really don’t know that there is still a father son relationship between us.”

“Young master, don’t blame Song Dong. He was forced out by you.” Lao Fang also wanted to explain for song Lixian, but when he saw that song Tingchen didn’t seem to want to hear, his voice gradually decreased.

“How’s he doing? Are you okay? ” Song Tingchen asked softly. Knowing that song Lixian was hospitalized, he was also anxious to come to the hospital, but on the one hand, he took care of Qin Youle’s mood, so he hesitated to come.

Unexpectedly, Qin Youle took the initiative to come and have a look. Song Tingchen was overjoyed. They quickly changed their clothes and rushed over.

“The left arm is broken,” said Lao Fang with a sigh. “The doctor said that there was abdominal bleeding and that he would have to observe it for some time after the operation. Mrs. song made an appointment for a general examination, so it should take more than half a month in the hospital. ”

Song Tingchen nodded in agreement: “I’m old and don’t know how to take care of myself.”

Lao Fang smiled happily. He felt that song Tingchen still cared about song Lixian.

“Young master, go in and have a look at Dong song. The doctor said that the anesthetic will not be withdrawn for a few hours.” Lao Fang patted song Tingchen’s arm and said earnestly, “young master, one day you will understand that your parents are the people who love you most in the world and the people you cherish most.”

This time, without waiting for song Tingchen to speak, Lao Fang turned and left. He knew that song Tingchen would not hesitate to refute his words. It was best for him to go wisely.

Looking at Lao Fang’s back, song Tingchen’s pupils became smaller. He suddenly found that Lao Fang didn’t know when his originally straight waist had become a little bent.

“Old.” These two words suddenly flashed in Song Tingchen’s mind, and his heart suddenly felt desolate. When he can cope with everything, the elders who have nurtured him are all old without exception.

“Tingchen, what are you looking at?” Qin Youle came out. She shook his arm and said gently, “what are you looking at? Are you so distracted?”

“Nothing.” Song Tingchen quickly shook his head.

Qin Youle keenly caught a flash of panic in Song Tingchen’s eyes. She smiled and didn’t speak, but she wondered. She didn’t know what made song Tingchen’s eyes flustered. She felt the heavy burden on him, just like a heavy burden, which made song Tingchen depressed.

“How is he?” Song Tingchen hesitated for a long time and still used the pronoun him.

Liu Min was stunned. She said slowly, “the doctor said your father’s situation is not very optimistic. Let’s stay in hospital for a period of time.”

Knowing that Liu Min felt uncomfortable, song Tingchen pinched her shoulder.

“Why are you so late?” Liu Min wiped her tears and asked anxiously, “Tingchen, you have to go to work tomorrow. Go back early. So is Youle. He just came back yesterday. He needs more rest these two days. ”

“Tingchen is not at ease, so he wants to come and have a look.” Qin Youle gently explained, “moreover, we don’t trust you alone in the hospital. As the younger generation and the elder are hospitalized, we should naturally come and have a look. ”

Hearing Qin Youle’s words, Liu Min felt warm in her heart.

Song Tingchen was also surprised. He turned his head and smiled gently at her. He knew that Qin Youle said this on purpose, and no doubt he wanted to comfort Liu Min and ease the relationship between him and song Lixian.

“It’s okay.” Liu Min patted the back of Qin Youle’s hand. She liked Qin Youle from the bottom of her heart. She felt more and more that the words she argued for Qin Youle just now were not in vain. “I know you two are filial, but it’s no use to accompany you. You’d better go back and have a rest. I’ll just be here.”

Song Tingchen and Qin Youle didn’t insist either. After a few orders, they left the hospital.

Walking through the long corridor, song Tingchen and Qin Youle were silent and didn’t speak. They both had something hidden in their hearts and just expressed it.

“Be careful.” Song Tingchen habitually held Qin Youle’s head and protected her to sit in the car.

The black Mercedes started slowly and drove away from the hospital door. Although the night is already deep, there are still whistling sirens from far to near. The doctors on the night shift are still full of energy and busy saving the lives and healing the wounded.

Qin Youle silently stretched out his hand and covered the back of song Tingchen’s hand. His hand was very thick and cold.

Song Tingchen was stunned. In order to reassure Qin Youle, he turned back and gave her a smile that I was okay.

“Sometimes I think life is really fragile,” Qin Youle said faintly, looking straight ahead. “Maybe today, maybe tomorrow, someone close to us will leave us forever.”

Song Tingchen’s Adam’s Apple moved up and down, and he was trying his best to restrain his emotions.

“I’ve heard what Liu Ma said.” After a while, Qin Youle continued, “but mom still couldn’t let Song Dong go. Hearing the news of his admission, she rushed to the hospital to take care of him. Tingchen, I don’t want you to be embarrassed. ”

Song Tingchen was silent and didn’t speak. His lips closed tightly and his face was livid.

“I can see that mom hopes you can make up with Dong song.” Qin Youle turned to song Tingchen this time. She said seriously, “Tingchen, I mean, I may not forgive him, but you can.”

Everything Qin Youle said was from the bottom of his heart. As the Qin family, she and Qinhuai are always the same. They can’t let go of the harm song Lixian caused to them in the past. However, she also understood that she should not pull song Tingchen together. After all, song Lixian and song Tingchen are their own father and son.

The car suddenly stopped at the side of the road.

“Tingchen…” Qin Youle was shocked to see song Tingchen lying painfully on the steering wheel. She rarely saw song Tingchen like this.

Song Tingchen’s mind has always been song Lixian lying in the hospital bed. He can’t imagine that song Lixian, who has always been surprised by the situation, will lie quietly in the hospital bed one day. At this time, he suddenly remembered that song Lixian was sixty years old and old.

More and more entrepreneurs die of overwork. He doesn’t know how hard song Lixian is managing dawn. Thinking of this, song Tingchen’s heart became more and more heavy.

“Tingchen…” Qin Youle hesitated for a moment and put down her raised hand. She wanted to give song Tingchen some personal space and time.

Looking at the dark leaves outside the window, Qin Youle sighed in his heart: you see, life is so helpless.

After five minutes, song Tingchen said nothing and continued to start the car and drove away from the roadside. This time, Qin Youle didn’t take the initiative to ask. She sat quietly aside, so quiet that even her breathing was very low.

When Qin Youle came out from the bathroom, she was shocked to see that the bedroom was empty.

“Tingchen!” Qin Youle was about to go out and caught a glimpse of song Tingchen standing on the balcony. He leaned on the railing alone, and the white moonlight shone on him, making him more lonely.

Qin Youle breathed a sigh of relief. She dried her dripping long hair with a bath towel before pushing the door and going out.

“What do you think?” Qin Youle stood beside him.

The moonlight outside the window is really beautiful. Although the moon hanging high in the night sky is not round, it is very beautiful with a halo.

Song Tingchen shook his head and didn’t speak. He crossed his hands and held them together.

“I’m with you.” Qin Youle didn’t ask. She said faintly, “when I first moved in, I especially liked this balcony. It seems that standing here, the whole person will become much refreshing, and those bad things seem to be automatically blocked.”

A gust of wind blew up Qin Youle’s white shirt.

In the moonlight, the scar on Qin Youle’s wrist was very light, but song Tingchen noticed it. Qin Youle didn’t tie a ribbon because he had just taken a bath.

“The wound still can’t be completely removed.” Song Tingchen grabbed Qin Youle’s hand and said painfully, “I’ve asked someone to bring you some more bottles of scar removing ointment from abroad.”

Qin Youle glanced at the scar on his wrist and said lightly, “it’s not in the way. It’s very light now. I can’t see it.”

Song Tingchen rubbed Qin Youle’s long hair and smiled gently. As long as Qin Youle stood in front of him, he could feel happier.