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

Zhang Jingyu said yes and made a call directly. He had many acquaintances in the hospital and knew everyone in every department. Within a few minutes, the attending doctor and surgeon came.

The attending doctor had just finished an operation and was very tired. When he arrived, he saw Song Liming and the others making trouble, and his temples ached sharply.

He couldn't help but reprimanded in a low voice: "What are you making a fuss about again? Who owes you? The old man lived in the hospital for so long without seeing you taking care of him. Mr. Song and Xiao were always with him most of the time. What are you doing here, causing trouble?"

Doctors hate this kind of family members the most.

When they are asked to take care of patients, they all have big things to do. The patient is dying, especially if it involves dividing the family property and they are free every day.

It's almost like being sick.

He suggested that all these people go to a brain doctor.

The attending doctor was not familiar with Song Chengyi and did not know him, so his words were completely directed at Song Liming.

At that moment, everyone looked at Song Liming with something slightly wrong.

Just like that, you just spent a long time here shouting that you are filial? It was a slap in the face.

"Then why does he have the nerve to ask for the inheritance? If I were his father, I would be disgusted if he even looks at him."

"The old man and I are neighbors. I have been hospitalized for the past few days. It is true that the only people who came to the hospital were Song Wenjing and this little girl."

"It's also a crime. I heard that the other one is the second son, and he hasn't been seen for more than ten years. Now that he's back, it's obvious why."

"It seems that it's not easy to be a rich person, and you won't be very happy in your old age."

Well, we might even see scenes of fratricide.

The so-called family happiness is a luxury everywhere!

Song Liming's face turned red in embarrassment, his lips trembled, and he was speechless, unable to speak a word.

No words to refute.

The attending doctor glanced at Shi Sheng, nodded to her with a smile, and then entered the ward.

Song Ci also limped in.

Song Liming and everyone else's faces were really colorful.

Shi Sheng still wanted them to leave, when he heard the doctor's voice coming from inside: "Miss Shi, please let them all go in."

Shi Sheng frowned, but since grandpa wanted to see him, she wouldn't stop him.

After everyone entered, the ward suddenly became cramped. The doctor opened the window slightly to allow air to circulate.

Anticipating that the old man might want to say something, the doctor wanted to leave without intending to listen, but was stopped by Shi Sheng: "Doctor, you don't have to leave. If grandpa gets emotional, you can still help check on him. "

Weng Huizhu snorted: "You are the only one who knows how to behave."

Shi Sheng didn't want to argue with her.

The doctor sat down next to him, looking at his nose with his eyes, and his heart with his nose, treating himself as a transparent person.

The old man had already asked Song Ci to shake his bed. He opened his cloudy eyes and glanced at Song Liming and Song Chengyi.

He only had two sons in his life, but the relationship between these two sons was not good, and their character was a bit bad. However, their descendants were really good.

Mr. Song closed his eyes again: "The inheritance will not be left to you two."

Song Chengyi tightened his lips and said nothing, but Song Liming said unhappily: "Why, we are all your sons, why do you have nothing!"

Mr. Song still said the same thing: "Are you worthy?"

"After Wen Jing took over the company, how many times has he wiped your butt, filled in so many accounts for you, and given you so much money? How many times has it not been because you are his uncle? Look, you have an uncle. What does it look like?”

Speaking of excitement, the old man coughed twice, and Shi Sheng frowned for a moment, trying to stop him from getting too excited. Fortunately, the doctor was there to comfort him.

Song Liming looked ugly: "I am also a member of the Song family, and I want my share."

The old man said: "Then you should return all the money you had before."

Song Liming was momentarily speechless.

return?

Nearly seven to eight billion, will he risk his life to pay it back?

Song Liming's face was ashen.

The old man didn't talk about him anymore, he just let him think for himself. As long as he was a little ashamed, he wouldn't ask for anything more.

The old man looked at Song Chengyi and said, "As for my second son, he died fifteen years ago. I will not recognize you."

Song Chengyi was not surprised by his words, but sneered, then stretched out his hands to applaud.

The only sound in the entire ward was his clapping, which was a bit harsh no matter how you heard it.