After I was released from prison, I had a flash marriage with a boss who was in a vegetative state

When Song Mingyi walked out of the main house, she heard Mrs. Lu talking to Lu Shenxing.

Mrs. Lu: "Yesterday, Ming Yi suffered a big disaster, and you still tormented her, is that ridiculous?"

Lu Shenxing: "When did I torment her?"

"Do you think I didn't see it? You pressed her down on the big bed..." Mrs. Lu glared at Lu Shenxing: "You don't know how to feel sorry for people at all."

Lu Shenxing: "...That was an accident."

"Unexpected, do you think I will believe it?" Mrs. Lu, the mother, said she didn't believe a word of it.

After a pause, Mrs. Lu sighed and said: "Shen Xing, I know you feel uncomfortable, and I also know that you want to prove that you are healed. But there are many things that you really can't rush. You have to take good care of your health first before you can plan for the future. I also look forward to it. In order for you and Mingyi to be happy, it’s best to give me some more grandchildren to play with.”

Mrs. Lu spoke cryptically, but Lu Shenxing still heard it, and his expression suddenly darkened.

"Mom, it's not what you think." Lu Shenxing didn't want his mother to have too high hopes for his marriage, so he said, "In two and a half months, I will divorce Song Mingyi."

"you……"

Just as Mrs. Lu was about to speak, she saw Song Mingyi standing aside. It was obvious that she had heard what Lu Shenxing said.

Her expression suddenly changed, and she glared at Lu Shenxing fiercely. Then, she raised a smile and walked to Song Mingyi's side, holding her hand: "Mingyi, don't listen to Lu Shenxing's nonsense. He has a hard mouth but a soft heart. In fact, I've already started to like you in my heart. Don't take his aggressive words to heart."

Lu Shenxing: "...I'm not talking nonsense."

"Shut up!" Mrs. Lu scolded.

Song Mingyi: "I don't take it to heart, and I'm not angry either."

She and Lu Shenxing had no relationship to begin with, and the divorce had been discussed before. Lu Shenxing just told her the result, so she had nothing to be sad about.

Mrs. Lu only felt that Song Mingyi was trying to hold on. She felt extremely distressed. She took Song Mingyi's hand and patted it gently: "Don't worry, I only recognize you as my daughter-in-law. No other cats or dogs can enter the Lu family." Door!"

Mrs. Lu said, taking out another bank card and stuffing it into Song Mingyi's hand: "Here, take the flowers."

Song Mingyi: "..."

Do wealthy ladies love to use money abilities so much?

"Mom, there's really no need. The money you gave me before hasn't been spent yet. I'm not short of money either." She really wasn't short of money.

Besides, money is easy to get, but favors are hard to return.

Song Mingyi was afraid that Mrs. Lu would insist, so she said she would go to the company first and ran away.

Mrs. Lu looked at Song Mingyi's back and said angrily: "Mingyi is good at everything, but he is too honest and doesn't dare to take any pocket money."

Lu Shenxing: "..."

Lu Shenxing said: "Is there a possibility that Song Mingyi is playing hard to get?"

As soon as Lu Shenxing finished speaking, Mrs. Lu slapped him.

With a snap, my mother showed no mercy.

Mrs. Lu was angry: "What is it about playing hard to get? Mingyi is Mrs. Lu. Not only the Lu family's money, but also you are hers. Why is she trying to catch you?"

Lu Shenxing: "..."

He once again suspected that Song Mingyi could be poisonous.

Otherwise, Mo Mo, Mom, would be bewitched by her.

Suddenly, he thought about the way Song Mingyi stood in front of him when he was having breakfast just now, and his heart felt like it was being blown by the wind.

Nothing spectacular.

But it is real.

……

After Song Mingyi drove away from the Lu family, she did not go to the Lu family, but turned around and went to the Song family.

She lowered the car window, and some hot wind blew in, blowing her hair around.

While driving and waiting at the red light, she put her arms on the car window and glanced at the road outside.

Suddenly I noticed the bustling crowd on the roadside.

There were panicked sounds from passers-by.

"Doctor! Who is the doctor!"

"Hey, 120? There is a patient here, and his condition seems to be serious! Come and save him!"

"Why save? You're so old, and you're still hanging out alone. Maybe you're just here to touch porcelain. Whoever helps will be in trouble."

"Get out of the way! I'm a doctor!"

Song Mingyi heard their discussion, ignored anything else, opened the door and got out of the car, and quickly squeezed into the crowd.

Surrounded by everyone in the center was an old man who looked to be in his sixties. He was clutching his chest, his face was bruised from holding back, and he was semi-conscious.

The situation is particularly critical.

Song Mingyi's expression changed and she immediately rummaged through the old man's pockets.

The old man had a sudden heart attack. Although this condition is very dangerous, he could take medicine as soon as possible when the disease occurred, and his condition could be stabilized quickly.

However, when she found the medicine bottle, she realized it was empty.

No more medicine.

Song Mingyi didn't care about anything else, and immediately took out the silver needle and pierced several of the old man's acupuncture points. She flicked her fingertips, and the silver needle made a low buzzing sound.

People around couldn't help but exclaimed: "Little girl, how can you prick someone with a needle? This old man's condition is already very critical. If you prick someone like this, something will happen!"

Song Mingyi glanced at the crowd and said quietly: "I injected the Tianmen acupoint, Hemen acupoint, and Renmen acupoint. In medicine, these are called the three heart-strengthening acupuncture points. In the absence of special heart drugs, it is very good for first aid. method."

As soon as Song Mingyi finished speaking, the comatose old man gradually regained consciousness. He groaned and slowly opened his eyes, and saw a young girl half-kneeling beside him, her beautiful face filled with silence.

The old man said weakly: "Little girl, did you save me just now?"

"It takes a little effort." Song Mingyi said calmly. Seeing that the old man still wanted to speak, she raised her hand to stop him: "You have just woken up now and are very weak. Stop talking now."

"Let me say the last thing." The old man said with difficulty: "Little girl, are you married? I have a useless grandson who is still single. Can you be his wife?"

"???"

Song Mingyi's head was full of questions. Would an old man get an arranged marriage if he saved her these days?

There is no need for a marriage that looks like a sadistic love affair at first glance.

"I'm married and have given birth to two sons. Your grandson is hopeless." Song Mingyi said, taking out the silver needle and pricking it again.

The old man suddenly lost consciousness.

The world is quiet.

Song Mingyi breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but ask God in her soul: Why do good patients have to have long mouths?

If you have a long mouth, just have a long mouth. Why should you speak?

Just say what you say, why do you need to pull strings to protect the matchmaker? How did the matchmaker from the underworld reincarnate?

While Song Mingyi was complaining, the ambulance arrived.

"Give it!"

The doctor accompanying the car rushed out of the car carrying a stretcher and squeezed into the crowd.

"Where's the patient?"

"Here." Song Mingyi pointed to the old man lying on the ground and said, "It was a sudden heart attack. The situation has stabilized now, but it still needs to be sent to the hospital for treatment. The needles on the old man's body can be removed when he gets to the hospital. .that's all."

After Song Mingyi finished speaking, he walked away gracefully.