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Song Yu's eyes suddenly tightened, and he wanted to stand up subconsciously.

Fu Hanyu had already come over, clasping her arm with one hand, embracing her waist with the other hand, hugged her up, and said softly: "Don't worry."

Ying Si's speed was very fast, and he had already entered the house in a blink of an eye.

Song Yuren calmed down a bit, and had already vacated a seat. He cleaned up the tea table, spread out a blanket, and used it as a temporary hospital bed. He looked at him and said, "Put it here, and lie on your back."

Ying Si went over and put Song Ze on top.

Song Yu was already so familiar with Song Ze's condition that he couldn't be more familiar with it. He took out the silver needle and began to inject it on him. Looking at his son's pale face like paper, he looked at the smudged spots on his white sweater. Bloodstained, made up his mind.

Can't wait to go back.

Can't wait anymore.

She must make arrangements in the near future to perform surgery on Zebao.

It was at this time that Fu Xun ran in with red eyes and panting. Behind him was a group of children, more than ten, all in the same class as them.

After coming over, the little guys stood obediently, no one dared to speak, even held their breath, looking at Song Ze worriedly.

Fu Xun watched Song Shizhan next to him shed tears, and comforted him in a low voice: "It's okay, my aunt Yu'er is the best, and Zebao will wake up soon."

Song Shizhan bit his lip, the tears fell even harder, his little hands firmly grasped the corner of his clothes, and he didn't speak.

Fu Xun handed him a tissue, and said seriously: "You are not to blame for this matter, and Zebao won't blame you either. Don't cry."

Song Shizhan took the tissue, lowered his head, and began to wipe away his tears, but wiped more and more.

Fu Hanyu on the opposite side frowned slightly as he looked at the two children over there.

"The children were playing around just now. When Ah Zhan was chasing Zebao, Zebao accidentally fell down." Ying Si explained, looking at Song Ze who was still in a coma, and carefully asked: "What's wrong with Zebao? It stands to reason that a fall would not be so serious, he was bleeding all the time just now, which frightened me and the children."

Fu Hanyu said: "Zebao has been in poor health since he was a child, and he has an old problem."

Ying Si asked worriedly, "Is it serious?"

Fu Hanyu said lightly: "There is no big problem."

Only then did Ying Si heave a sigh of relief, but there was a flash of sarcasm in his slightly lowered eyebrows. He didn't know if it was because he was a teacher these days and got along with them.

For a moment, he didn't want Song Ze to die. Maybe if he was alive, he would unlock more interesting ways to play. After he went back, he could think about it.

In fact, Song Ze really didn't have any major problems. He had been taking medicine for a while, Song Yu's new medicine, the medicine brought out from the ruins, the effect was very good, and his condition stabilized.

Before Song Yu pulled out the needle, he woke up.

"Mummy." Song Ze looked at Song Yu distressedly, reached out and hugged her arm, smiled at her, and comforted her: "I'm fine."

After he came here, he took the new medicine prescribed by Mommy, and his condition has never recurred. He almost forgot that he was still sick.

Next to him, Song Shizhan, who had been waiting anxiously, saw him wake up, his eyes lit up, and ran over immediately, looked at him with a guilty face, wiped his tears vigorously, and then said hoarsely: "Song Ze, I'm sorry. "

Song Ze also smiled at him: "It's okay, I don't blame you for this matter, it was my own carelessness."

As long as Song Shizhan thinks that Song Ze has been bleeding all over the ground, he is afraid in his heart, and still can't forgive himself: "I'm sorry, if it wasn't because I was chasing you, you wouldn't run away, and if you didn't run, you wouldn't run away." If you fall, you won't get hurt and bleed."

Song Ze had convinced him and said he was fine, why did he keep apologizing to him, feeling a little helpless: "Song Shizhan, I'm really fine, it's none of your business, I'm sick, as long as I get sick, I will It will bleed."

Song Shizhan sniffled when he heard this, looked at him with teary eyes, and asked with concern: "What's wrong with you? Is it serious?"

"It's not serious, it'll be fine." Song Yu smiled and pulled him to him, wiped his tears, and said, "Ah Zhan, don't cry either, your eyes are swollen from crying."

Song Shizhan smiled embarrassingly, and made a decision in his heart, he must treat Song Ze well in the future, he is sick, so pitiful.

Because of Song Ze's sudden illness, the kindergarten children were worried about him and ran over.

Song Yu always liked children, so he kept the little ones and had dinner together.

Now, the family is lively. After the children have finished eating, the parents come to pick up the children. Every parent who picks up the children has to greet them and enhance their relationship.

On this day, the fifth house of the Song family was uprooted. Song Chengchao, who had been favored in the battle for the head of the family and had always been in an advantageous position, also died.

The Song family began to reposition Song Yu's value. The second room lost the qualification to compete for the head of the family, and fell into the current fate. It was related to her. The fifth room was destroyed, and she was also present.

If they had to say that these two things had nothing to do with her, and that she was a waste, then they would be fools.

Some people began to get close to her intentionally or unintentionally, showing kindness to her.

Especially the parents of Song Ze and their classmates have relatively more opportunities to get in touch with her. Those who, like Song Wenyu's family, are already on the fringes of the Song family and have not yet chosen their position in the battle for the head of the family, weigh the pros and cons. After that, he chose to stand by her side.

Give it a go, the bike turns into a motorcycle.

If she can really become the head of the family, they will follow suit. If she can't be the head of the family, she is the granddaughter of the ancestors, and no one dares to do anything to her. In any case, choosing to support her will not be better than the current Things got worse.

Song Yu naturally knew what they were thinking, but since she had already decided to participate in the Patriarch's dispute, she would naturally not turn away those who took the initiative to seek refuge.

Of course, among these people, there must be many spies sent by others. She doesn't have to worry about who is sincere and who is fishing in troubled waters, as Fu Hanyu will handle it.

the next half month.

Song Yu didn't go anywhere. On the surface, she led people to study new drugs in Lekang Pharmaceutical, but she was secretly preparing for Song Ze's surgery. She didn't plan to wait until she went out to do the surgery.

When Fu Hanyu came over, she had just finished an important drug experiment and took off her white coat. Seeing him coming, she leaned on the table tiredly, looked at him lazily and smiled: "Are you not working overtime today?"

Fu Hanyu went over, grabbed her arm and pulled her up, let her lean on him, looked at her with slightly lowered eyebrows, and said: "Song Shi'an couldn't contact you, said he was in trouble, please go and help."