Who’s The Boss? - Chapter 479

The phone was still attached to his ear, Song Qingcheng was already looking at Muran, and the voice of the traffic police continued from the receiver: “Near the crossing of the Tianjin toll station, a heavy truck turned over due to the fatigue of the driver, and it happened to hit the backlog of Song. The lady’s car caused varying degrees of damage to the two cars. At present, Ms. Song has been sent to the hospital for rescue.”

“We found the mobile phone under the driver’s seat. Before the accident, Ms. Song was supposed to send you a message. The content of the message was to ask you if you are in Beijing and if the child is in Beijing, so we called you.”

Hearing this, Song Qingcheng couldn’t help squeezing the phone with his fingers.

Natural disasters and man-made disasters learned late at night are always easy to attack the depths of everyone’s heart.

The traffic police confessed the name and address of the hospital on the phone: “Ms. Song was seriously injured. If you are not a family member, please help inform them at home and come to Tianjin as soon as possible.”

In the middle of the night, the corridors were extremely quiet.

Song Qingcheng ended the call and told Muran truthfully: “Your mother drove to Tianjin at night, and the traffic police called just now, saying that she was hit by a truck when she was getting off the highway and was being rescued in the hospital.”

“…” Mu Ranyu was stupid.

There was a sudden blank in her brain. Before she could fully digest Song Qingcheng’s words, she heard Song Qingcheng say: “The traffic police wants you to go there as soon as possible. Your father’s, you can inform yourself.”

Unlike Song Qingcheng’s calmness, Mu Ranyu’s eye sockets were already red, and the truck was so big that it was easy to damage the car. Her heart was beating, her fingers were cold, and she couldn’t care about anything else. After crossing Song Qingcheng, he ran to the elevator quickly, shaking his hands and calling Mu Xi Nan.

But on the other side of the phone, no one answered at this time.

Muran dialed the home number again.

It was Mu Guyue who answered the phone, and Mu Ranyu couldn’t help crying: “Auntie, my mother had a car accident. It may be serious.”

Song Qingcheng watched Mu Ranyu standing in front of the elevator raising his hand to wipe his tears. He didn’t feel as indifferent as the expression on his face. He retracted his eyes and looked at the son in his arms. The child was sleeping peacefully with his eyes closed next to her chest. The eyelashes are long, as if the world’s troubles have nothing to do with him.

Suddenly, Song Qingcheng looked up, and then saw Yu Tingchuan.

In the aisle, the couple were sitting on public seats.

The child has been picked up by Yu Ting, pulled aside the corner of the thin blanket, looked at the child’s sleeping face, and showed no signs of crying, and finally felt relieved. The left hand holding the child’s **** also felt that the diaper was not too wet.

Song Qingcheng said next to him, “I thought he would cry.”

“Your son is naturally optimistic, which is something to be happy about.”

Seeing Yu Tingchuan’s gentleness in taking care of the child, Song Qingcheng’s mood stabilized, and after a while he spoke again: “At around 10 o’clock in the evening, the man went to Tianjin and said that there might be a suitable kidney source there. The traffic police called just now. I said she had a serious car accident at a highway crossing.”

Yu Tingchuan asked: “Your mother?”

“Correct.”

Then, her shoulders were gently embraced.

Yu Tingchuan said in a slow voice, “Mu’s family notified me?”

“Mura language was also here just now.”

Therefore, the Mu family knew that Song Wan had a car accident in Tianjin.

After a while, Song Qingcheng said slowly, “I didn’t want to recognize this mother before. Later, when those things happened online, I hated her, hated her for being partial, and ignored my life and death for the sake of my son, just because I was not her love. The man was born, but just now, when I heard the news of her accident, I didn’t feel any happy mood.”

“I didn’t think that she was due to retribution. Maybe people will feel this kind of sadness when facing life and death.”

Song Qingcheng said, touching the tender face of the child: “I heard people say that your attitude towards your parents determines your child’s attitude towards you. I don’t know if it is true or not. I don’t want to lead my child astray. Therefore, it has always been a stranger.”

Yu Tingchuan hugged her: “Parents have not fulfilled their responsibilities and obligations. As children, they should not be foolish and filial, but it is reasonable to retain proper kindness.”

“But I was really scared.”

Song Qingcheng leaned on his shoulder and said softly, “I’m very afraid that the child won’t be able to find it.”

When the words were over, Yu Tingchuan’s big hand holding her arm tightened slightly.

Song Qingcheng knew that he must have the same idea. He looked at the unscathed child. From more than 8 o’clock last night to 2 o’clock in the morning today, the child could not have been sleeping, but looking at the state of the child, at least it shows that Muran did not speak. Abusing him on the road.

Yu Minghui and Mu Ranyu conspired to steal the child.

If Mu Ranyu wanted to force her to come to see Mu Yiyang, then Yu Minghui probably wanted to respond to his second brother.

There is malice in this, the malice that I want to make their husband and wife anxious.

Song Qingcheng didn’t think this kind of prank was fun, so when she saw Mu Lai Yu, she gave Mu La Yu two slaps. As for Yu Minghui, she felt that she might not get any money from Yu Tingchuan. .

After sitting for a while, Yu Tingchuan got up with the baby in his arms.

Song Qingcheng told him that before Song Wan left, she asked her to accompany Mu Yiyang all night.

Therefore, Yu Tingchuan no longer rushed to take his wife and children out of the hospital.

In the intensive care unit, Mu Yiyang was sleeping in Zhengxiang. Song Qingcheng didn’t plan to wake him up, because even if he told him that Song Wan had a car accident now, Mu Yiyang would not be able to go to Tianjin with him, which would only make him feel bad.

At about three in the morning, Rainbow Kid woke up once.

The little guy wrinkled his nose and yawned, opened his eyelids and saw that he was holding him by an old acquaintance, and he didn’t cry.

When he was sent to his mother’s arms by his father, the child was familiar with it and started looking for milk.

He looked heartless and didn’t even know that he was almost’sold’ last night.

That night, the father and son stayed with Song Qingcheng in the ward.

Song Qingcheng hugged the child and rested on the sofa. There was no extra bed in the intensive care unit. Yu Tingchuan took the chair and placed it next to the sofa. The family of three spent the rest of the night just like that.

When I woke up, it was already bright outside.

Song Qingcheng subconsciously went to see the child, only to find that there was nothing in his arms.

She was taken aback, and she sat up instantly.

Thinking that it is not good to take care of him, he lost the child again.

As a result, he looked up and saw the scene on the hospital bed. Mu Yiyang had already woke up and was sitting next to the bed. He held the Rainbow Rainbow that had just been full moon in his arms. The little guy opened his sullen eyes, watching how his father assembled one. Model of Transformers.

“Wake up?” Yu Tingchuan held the parts of the model in his hand.

Song Qingcheng said, sitting on the sofa, Yu Tingchuan continued to assemble the Transformers, his shirt cuffs were pulled up high, and those parts were in his hands, it was not difficult to assemble them.

Watching this scene, Song Qingcheng felt that men seemed to know how to deal with these toy models by nature.

Little friend Yun Bao sits on Mu Yiyang’s lap, with two white fat legs floating in the air. The diaper is changed to a new one. Mu Yiyang holds the child in both hands, and looks at Yu Tingchuan’s without blinking. He didn’t conceal the worship, he noticed that Song Qingcheng was awake, he just cast a glance, and then continued to observe how to assemble the model.

After the Transformers were installed, Mu Yiyang was very happy.

Yu Tingchuan got up and went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

Mu Yiyang wanted to touch his Transformers, but there was a child in his hand. Song Qingcheng walked over and took the child out of his arms.

After successfully getting the Transformers, Mu Yiyang asked Song Qingcheng in a low voice, “Is that your boyfriend?”

Song Qingcheng did not deny it.

Mu Yiyang commented: “Very powerful.”

As he said, he looked at the child Song Qingcheng was holding: “Why is your boyfriend still having children? Although your boyfriend is very good, he already has children and he is not too young. You should keep a little distance from him. Good.”

Song Qingcheng: “This is my son.”

“…” Mu Yiyang.

Song Qingcheng checked the time, it was almost six o’clock in the morning.

Yu Tingchuan came out of the bathroom, asked them what they wanted to eat, and then went downstairs to buy breakfast and toiletries. Mu Yiyang sat cross-legged on the bed to play Transformers. Song Qingcheng looked at him and probably didn’t know about Song Wan. Thinking about telling him it’s appropriate to tell him now, Mu Yanqing appeared in the intensive care unit.

Seeing Mu Yanqing, Mu Yiyang called his cousin.

Mu Yanqing was not too surprised when he found Song Qingcheng in the ward. He touched Mu Yiyang’s little head, and asked about his body with concern, then turned his head and talked to Song Qingcheng: “I’ve met the court upstairs just now. Chuan.”

Early in the morning, Mu Yanqing received a call from Mu Guyue, who came directly from the army.

Song Wan was involved in a car accident in Tianjin, and everyone in the Mu family has been informed.

Mu Yanqing didn’t tell this cousin.

At this moment, the doctor just came over to check Mu Yiyang.

Song Qingcheng followed Mu Yanqing out of the ward.

“My mother and Ran Yu had already rushed to Tianjin in the early hours of the morning. At around four o’clock this morning, my third uncle and Yiyang’s father came down from the operating table and hurried over.”

Mu Yanqing stopped, turned around, looked at Song Qingcheng and said, “The incident that Raiyu brought the child to Beijing, Ting Chuan mentioned briefly to me just now, although Raiyu said it was for her younger brother, but her behavior Wrong is wrong. If you really want to investigate it, you will have to bear criminal responsibility.”

Song Qingcheng didn’t comment on this.

Mu Yanqing then said again: “Actually, I didn’t expect that you are the third aunt’s daughter.”

“You and the third aunt don’t look very similar, otherwise, even if we didn’t recognize you for the first time, we sat face to face on Fengling Mountain for more than half an hour, we should have seen something strange.” He said, he was gentle. His gaze fell on the child Song Qingcheng was holding: “The whole week before National Day, Joice wanted to see his younger brother. After school and homework every day, he was busy preparing gifts for his younger brother. I heard that it was a premature baby. Kid.”

Song Qingcheng smiled: “He can eat more often.”

Just after speaking, the little guy was very cooperative and began to perform tricks.

Thinking of Song Wan, Song Qingcheng finally asked, “She…how is the situation now?”

Mu Yanqing heard that she was referring to Song Wan and told the truth: “It’s not too good. Tianjin Hospital is still trying to rescue it. The entire car was backlogged and deformed, and the head suffered severe trauma.”

After a short pause, Mu Yanqing said again: “Yiyang, I don’t think he knows yet, and the family plans to keep it from him. He is not in good health, so it is best not to be stimulated anymore.

Song Qingcheng understood what he meant.

Not long after, Yu Tingchuan returned from shopping.

The hospital was accompanied by Mu Yanqing. After breakfast, Yu Tingchuan was about to take Song Qingcheng and the child away. Seeing this, Mu Yiyang got out of bed and ran to the window sill. He chose a small yellow transformer and gave it to Song Qingcheng. : “Give your son a meeting ceremony.”

As he said, he showed reluctance again, and repeatedly urged: “These are limited editions, don’t break them. I just gave my nephew a few days ago, and now I’m giving you another one. I have all this set. It’s not all together.”

Song Qingcheng didn’t answer: “Then you keep it for yourself. The child is still young and can’t play this.”

Mu Yiyang shook his head, the hospital gown looked loose on him: “I may not be able to play for long, so I should give it to your son.”

Seeing his clean but pale face, Song Qingcheng didn’t say anything to refuse.

Downstairs in the inpatient department, the car is already waiting there.

Yu Tingchuan told the driver to go to the airport, and the child was carried by him. Song Qingcheng looked at the retrograde street view outside the car window. She still held the Transformers in her hand. After a while, she turned her head back and asked, “Can we be here? Stay here one more day?”

Upon hearing this, Yu Tingchuan looked at her.

“There are some things, I want to know the result before leaving.”

Song Qingcheng told the truth.

Yu Tingchuan could understand her feelings. He didn’t hold his son’s right hand, and held his wife’s cool hand: “If you want to stay, then stay. It’s just a day or two. It’s not too late.”

Song Qingcheng pursed his lips and couldn’t help holding Yu Tingchuan’s big hand back.

After a while, Song Qingcheng said, “Murayu took the child away. I seem to understand why she did this.”

Mu Yiyang may be a good younger brother, so as an older sister, I want my younger brother to live well.

However, there are some things that I understand but do not agree.

Song Wan announced his brain death after rescue. Yu Tingchuan received a call from Mu Yanqing at around 5 o’clock in the afternoon.

Brain-dead patients are different from vegetatives. Vegetatives can breathe, heartbeat and brainstem response on their own, while brain-dead cannot breathe on their own. It requires external equipment. Vegetatives have a chance to wake up, but brain-dead patients do not. Brain-dead patients just breathe. With the help of the machine, it maintains the seemingly alive state.

Song Qingcheng heard the news and was washing the children’s towels in front of the washstand.

Warm water rushed down from the tap.

Song Qingcheng couldn’t understand how he felt in his heart.

In other words, there is no feeling.

It was like a cloudy weather, there was no clear sky, no rainy days, it was just plain.

On the morning of October 8, Song Wan was transferred back to Beijing.

Song Qingcheng went to the hospital.

Without letting Yu Tingchuan accompany her, she offered to go there alone, because she felt that she should face some things, and should not always let Yu Tingchuan stand in front of her.

At the door of the room, Yu Tingchuan looked at Song Qingcheng who was changing shoes, and asked her, “Is it really okay to be in the past?”

“Yeah.” Song Qingcheng put on his shoes and stood up.

She stared at Yu Tingchuan’s strong facial features, suddenly hugged him, patted his back and said, “I’ll be back as soon as possible. You can watch the baby here, don’t worry me.”

Yu Tingchuan smiled and raised his hand to hug her thin body: “Isn’t it you who is the most worrying at home?”

“…It’s definitely not me.”

Song Qingcheng denied it, let go of him, and left the room: “Then I will go.”

Yu Tingchuan: “Go straight to the gate.”

Song Qingcheng nodded, knowing that there was a car to take her over.

At 10:25 in the morning, Song Qingcheng appeared in the inpatient department.

In the same hospital where Song Wan and Mu Yiyang lived, Yu Tingchuan had already asked her where Song Wan lived, so he got out of the elevator and Song Qingcheng went directly to the ward.

Song Wan was transferred here at 8:30.

When he walked to the ward, Song Qingcheng saw Mu Ranyu. Mu Ranyu sat down in the aisle with her eyes swollen from crying. There was a middle-aged woman sitting beside her, comforting her, it should be Mu’s family.

At this time, Mu Xi Nan came out of the ward.

He hadn’t slept well for several days, coupled with the bad news of his wife’s accident, his spirit was very bad, his eyes were bloodshot, he was slightly startled when he saw Song Qingcheng, and then said: “Are you here?”

Song Qingcheng nodded.

Mu Xinan didn’t stop her from seeing Song Wan.

No one else in the ward.

Song Wan was lying on the hospital bed with gauze on her head, wearing a ventilator, and her eyes closed. Song Qingcheng sat down in the chair in front of the bed and silently looked at Song Wan who was unconscious. For a long time, she said, “Just like you. According to me, you have never been a qualified mother with me. You are already someone else’s wife and mother. You raised your son very well. You can see that his character is very optimistic.”

The person on the bed still did not respond.

Song Qingcheng continued: “When I learned that you were in a car accident, for a moment, I even wondered if it was your bitter trick again, and even made up a traffic policeman to deceive me. Too much, it is inevitable to be prepared.”

“Now that you really see you lying here, certain obsessions to me seem to have no meaning.”

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Tomorrow morning around 10 o’clock, the finale (part 2)~