The real daughter calculates with her fingers, she will become rich after the divorce

Yingying was knocked staggering.

She felt as if her arm was about to be broken, her face turned pale, and tears welled up in her eyes.

The man who bumped into her didn't say anything, he just hugged the things in his arms and walked away quickly.

Meng Xingluan squatted down to check the place where Yingying was hit.

The child had no flesh to begin with, but after such a strong impact, a big bruise appeared on his arm.

Yingying comforted her in a low voice.

"Beautiful sister, Yingying is fine, it doesn't hurt."

The child's dark eyes were bright and sparkling.

It obviously hurts, but he still pretends to be strong and says it doesn't hurt.

Meng Xingluan knew that Yingying would not be able to change her temper for a while, so he just rubbed her head and looked at the place where the man disappeared, with a cold light appearing in his eyes.

Ward 1504.

There was an air of sadness in the room.

Song Yuanxiao's small body was buried in a white quilt, with a diaphragm in her hand.

Her face was flushed, but her lips were dry and flaky.

He would make uncomfortable sobs from time to time. As a mother, Xue Mengqiu blamed herself and wished she could bear this pain on his behalf.

As soon as he saw Meng Xingluan come in, he stood up immediately.

"Miss Meng..."

She opened her mouth to say something, but all the words were blocked in her throat. She only looked at Meng Xingluan with a pair of swollen walnut-like eyes.

Counting Song Yuanxiao and Yingying, there were only six people in the ward.

Mrs. Song and Mr. Song were so worried that they didn't close their eyes all night. Considering their health, Song Zhou forcefully asked them to go home and rest.

Meng Xingluan looked past Xue Mengqiu and towards his junior brother.

"Song Nanzhu, have you brought the talisman?"

"Bring it!"

Not only the talisman paper, he also brought a pen!

Yingying let go of her sister's hand and stood aside sensibly.

He looked at her with bright eyes, "Come on, beautiful sister!"

Meng Xingluan repeated the process last night.

The sudden ignition of the talisman still left them stunned.

Yingying wowed.

My beautiful sister seems to be a fairy who can cast spells!

Meng Xingluan, who was stared at by several pairs of eyes, reached the step of feeding water again.

This time Xue Mengqiu did not stop him.

Instead, he asked: "Miss Meng, do you need my help?"

"Need not."

Meng Xingluan picked up the child under the quilt with one hand and let his head rest on his shoulder.

The other hand held the water bowl, and the mouth of the bowl was brought to Song Yuanxiao's lips.

The warm water went down his throat, and the sight of him drinking water so obediently shocked even a mother, Xue Mengqiu.

This……

After drinking a bowl of water, Song Yuanxiao coughed violently several times.

Only Meng Xingluan and Song Nanzhu saw the yin energy flowing out when he coughed.

It lasted about 2 minutes, and the child's wrinkled face gradually relaxed.

The lips stained with water gradually became moist again.

Seeing this scene, Xue Mengqiu burst into tears of joy.

She ran to Song Yuanxiao's bed, stretched out her hand and hugged him gently.

Her voice was choked with sobs, "Xiaoxiao, it's all mom's fault. If it weren't for mom..."

If she hadn't been angry with Meng Xingluan, if she hadn't stopped him from feeding him the talisman water, how could her son have suffered all night?

At this moment, Xue Mengqiu's heart was filled with a deep sense of guilt.

Meng Xingluan watched calmly.

Song Zhou also breathed a sigh of relief.

He said: "Ms. Meng, thank you very much for what happened today... What is your account number? I will pay you."

"No, if you want to thank Song Nanzhu, just thank him. I came here because of his face."

The young man was startled when his name was suddenly mentioned, but the emotion on his face was soon replaced by happiness.

Look and see.

The senior sister said she came here just for his sake.

Does that mean that his status in senior sister's heart is still very high?

really.

Even his senior sister was impressed by his little junior brother's charm!

If Meng Xingluan knew what he was thinking, he would definitely retract what he just said.

What does Song Nanzhu look like?

Give it a little sunshine and it will be brilliant. It is completely narcissistic.

Later, the doctor came to check again, and he couldn't help showing a surprised expression.

"My young master...has his fever gone?"

Song Yuanxiao had a fever all day and night, and even this morning the fever persisted.

But in just a few hours, the fever actually went away?

That must be too amazing!

The doctor carefully examined Song Yuanxiao again.

Xue Mengqiu waited anxiously for the other party's verdict.

10 minute later.

A smile appeared on the doctor's face.

"The young master's fever has gone away and he is fine...but his body is still very weak. You can make some pork rib soup to replenish your health."

Xue Mengqiu felt relieved.

He was obviously smiling, but he still couldn't help but shed tears.

This was how she felt when she lost her husband.

Okay, okay, Xiaoxiao is fine.

Song Zhou informed the two elders of the news.

Meng Xingluan suddenly became a great benefactor to the entire Song family.

Old Mrs. Song said she would give Meng Xingluan an jade bracelet.

When the other party refused, she deliberately kept a straight face and asked, "Do you think this bracelet is too cheap and you don't want it?"

Meng Xingluan: "..."

If this bracelet can be considered cheap, then nothing else is cheap.

Just by looking at the quality, it is extraordinary.

Helplessly, Meng Xingluan was forced to accept it.

Seeing the woman put it on her hand, a kind smile appeared on the old lady's face.

"Isn't this right? It looks better on a girl than on an old bone like me."

"Thank you, Grandma Song."

"Hey girl, what are you talking about? It should be our old Song family that thanks you! Now we only have Xiaoxiao in the house..."

After speaking, the old lady's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a sigh.

Mr. Song put his arm around her shoulders and gave her silent comfort.

The Song family is getting worse every year.

Many people are waiting to see the joke.

The old man has retreated behind the scenes, and now as the heir, Song Zhou is under a lot of pressure, but he never complains.

Meng Xingluan stared at Song Zhou thoughtfully.

Song Zhou was stared at so stiffly that he didn't know where to place his arms and legs.

At this moment, there were bursts of footsteps outside.

Then Xia Yu opened the door and walked in.

There was a rare solemn look on his face.

"Senior sister, are you free now? I have something to ask you."

Song Nanzhu looked at him.

"Third Senior Brother, we are not outsiders. You can just ask here. Maybe we can help you solve it!"

Xia Yu glanced at him, and then looked at Meng Xingluan with pleading eyes.

Meng Xingluan gave him a look.

Then walked out of the ward.

Song Nanzhu, who just thought he was very important: "..."

How should I put it, it's... quite unexpected.

Xia Yu brought Meng Xingluan to the quiet stairwell.

The light seemed dim.

He lowered his voice and said, "Senior sister, just this afternoon, a woman who had just given birth lost her child. We immediately checked the surveillance and saw a tightly wrapped person bumping into Yingying. Senior sister, did you see that person's face clearly? ?"

Losing a child in the hospital is a big deal!

Now the family members and the mother were in a quarrel. It happened that Xia Dahai was out for a guidance meeting at this time, so as his son, Xia Yu had to bite the bullet and deal with this matter.

Meng Xingluan spoke calmly.

"I didn't see his face clearly..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a disappointed expression appeared on Xia Yu's face.

But the next second, the woman changed the subject.

"But I have a way to help you catch him."

In an instant, disappointment was replaced by surprise.

"Sister, are you serious?!"

"When have I ever told a lie?"

Meng Xingluan returned to the ward, and Yingying was playing a finger-breaking game with Song Nanzhu.

As soon as the child saw her, he immediately jumped off the stool and ran over.

She called out "Pretty Sister" sweetly.

Meng Xingluan knelt down and looked at Yingying's level.

She asked: "Does Yingying want to be a hero?"