Mr. Song, please stop being abusive. Madam, she is getting married for the second time.

Song Chengyi's face turned blue and red for a while when he said it, not to mention how exciting it was.

Song Wenjing immediately concluded the matter. This hospital naturally listened to Song Wenjing. After all, Song Wenjing had donated a lot of good things to their hospital.

Moreover, the doctor himself can distinguish right from wrong and know who really cares about the old man.

Song Liming and his party had no shame in staying in the hospital any longer. After knowing that the old man was fine, they left the hospital directly.

Song Chengyi left with Weng Huizhu.

After leaving the hospital, Song Chengyi looked at Weng Huizhu apologetically: "I'm sorry for causing you trouble today. I didn't expect my dad to react so strongly."

Weng Huizhu took a deep look at him and said, "It's okay. The old man's health is not good to begin with. Even if it wasn't you, he would get sick sooner or later."

Song Chengyi hummed, eyes half closed, thoughtfully.

Weng Huizhu held his hand and asked, "Do you have a place to live recently? Do you want to go home with me?"

Song Chengyi was a little hesitant, but he was already very excited.

He lowered his head and said disappointedly: "No need, Wen Jing hates me now. If I go back, won't it make you both unhappy?"

"No, I'm his mother, not his subordinate. He doesn't dare to be angry with me."

"Really?" Song Chengyi was still a little doubtful, but after saying so, he followed Weng Huizhu and moved into the Song family.

As soon as he saw the huge villa, he was envious. This was supposed to be his home.

But he always had good acting skills, and he still frowned slightly, as if he was a little uncomfortable and a little reserved.

Weng Huizhu looked at his appearance and felt even more distressed.

He was once a high-ranking nobleman, and he didn't know what kind of life he lived outside for more than ten years.

In the hospital at that time, Song Wenjing and Shi Sheng waited outside for a while before the old man woke up.

Just after the operation, the old man was still a little weak. He just opened his eyes and wanted to speak, but found that he had no strength.

He rolled his eyes around and found Song Wenjing sitting on the sofa doing official business, and gave a weak cry.

Song Wenjing heard the movement and hurriedly walked over: "Grandpa, are you awake?" His voice was nervous.

Shi Sheng just came in with hot water.

Seeing the old man waking up, he also walked over.

The old man's eyes were a little cloudy, and he just stared at Song Wenjing. He held his hand with difficulty, opened his mouth, and seemed to want to say something, but after listening for a long time, he only heard the old man calling his name, and kept calling...

Song Wenjing's eyes turned red when she heard this, and she responded to him: "Grandpa, I'm here."

"sorry."

"sorry."

Song Wenjing's voice was rarely choked with sobs: "Grandpa, you have not sorry for me."

"there has never been."

Song Wenjing was raised by Weng Huizhu for a period of time when she was a child. At that time, Weng Huizhu was all about Song Chengyi and always ignored him easily. She was ill and kept at home several times, but Weng Huizhu went out to find Song Chengyi, so Mr. Song took Song Wenjing away.

This is also the reason why Song Wenjing was not raised to death.

Therefore, Song Wenjing actually has a better and deeper relationship with the old man.

He felt sorry for his mother, but feeling sorry for her didn't mean he wanted to indulge her.

Shi Sheng's eyes turned red, he turned his head and gently wiped away his tears.

When the old man saw her, he stretched out his hand slightly, but he couldn't reach it. Song Wenjing took the initiative to hold Shi Sheng's hand and placed it in the palm of the old man. The old man smiled weakly, as if to say, you two need to be good.

Shi Sheng pulled his lips and smiled, trying hard to keep his voice from crying: "Grandpa, you will be fine. You still have to watch your great-grandson be born, and you still have to help me take care of the child."

The old man smiled with a painful expression.

He couldn't wake up for too long and fell asleep after a long time.

Song Wenjing covered the man with a quilt, touched his hand, and then went out to find a doctor.

The doctor said: "The old man needs to rest now. Those of you at home, it's best not to disturb him or ask him about his will or company."

Song Wenjing frowned slightly: "What will, what company?"