Flesh and blood

When the car arrived at the company, Song Xiaoyi got out of the car, and because it was just around time for Fenghua School to leave school, the driver drove directly to the gate of Fenghua School, and they stopped by to pick Song Weiliang home.

When the little girl walked to the school gate with her schoolbag on her back, she saw Song Wei's black car parked at the school gate. She was overjoyed and surprised. Song Wei rolled down the window: "Xiao Liang."

The little girl smiled very happily: "Daddy!"

Not cold, already cold.

Ji Liang sat on the passenger seat, lowered her head silently, and touched the green stone in the clothes on her chest with her right hand. It turns out that there are really many coincidences in this world, so coincidental that even a name makes Ji Liang feel suffocated. He suddenly noticed a gap, a gap beyond his ability to bridge, this is the inherent advantage and disadvantage, and it is also beyond the control of manpower.

Song Weiliang jumped into the car, holding his schoolbag on his lap, and on the way back, he could hear the clear and clear voice of the little girl, telling her family about interesting things that happened at school, sometimes mixed with laughter.

The rare Song Wei went home for dinner this evening. He returned to the villa and went straight to the kitchen. The gunshot wound on the palm of his left hand was slightly scratched and he just wrapped a cloth in a hurry. Liang loves sweets. After desserts, Ji Liang also concentrated on studying a little bit. After cooking, he specially prepared small biscuits that he baked himself.

At the dinner table, Song Weiliang's little mouth was not idle either. Ever since Mrs. Song left, she became extremely active. While eating biscuits, she said to Song Wei, "Daddy, will you pick me up from school every day?"

Song Wei raised his eyes and said in a low voice, "I'll go after I'm cold."

Song Weiliang suddenly froze, and then he didn't know what to think, turned his head and said with a sneer: "From then on, big brother will make me delicious food every day."

Jiliang nodded to her and said, "Well, I'll make donuts for you."

Song Weiliang giggled again.

After getting used to it, these days are relatively easy for Ji Liang. If she doesn't have to accompany Song Wei to go out, she will just cook and pick up the children every day, just like being a housekeeper. Ji Liang called Yu Zhen that night. Yu Zhen agreed without any objection, but after waiting for three or four days, he still didn't get the clothes, so he called Yu Zhen again, and Yu Zhen was on the phone The tone was very surprised: "I sent it early, I heard that you rejected it the day before yesterday."

Then the matter was gone, and he was at a loss... He didn't remember anyone sending it, so how could he refuse it.

After the matter was settled, Ji Liang probably guessed who rejected it, he was a little depressed since not wearing a formal attire caused a lot of trouble, why did Song Wei refuse to accept it, but soon he didn't care about such a trivial matter , Yu Zhen called him the next day, and his voice was more serious than usual: "It's cold, if you have nothing to do at night, come to the Central Hospital. Song Jiu is there for first aid. Come and watch."

Jiliang immediately turned pale, and he hurriedly agreed to this matter.

Cutting off the phone with Yu Zhen, Ji Liang looked at the clock, it was only 04:30, and there was still an hour to pick up Song Weiliang, Ji Liang could only wait at Song's house, restless all the time, finally As a last resort, Ji Liang put on his clothes and drove to the gate of Fenghua School. The car was parked at the gate and waited. Now Ji Liang was worrying about Song Jiu's operation...

He knows that there is no risk in this industry. In the past five years, Song Jiu has been in the hospital for countless times. This kind of thing is not like illness that can be predicted, it is unpredictable, you don't know when the god of death will come, this is Song Jiu's daily life.

Wei Liang, who was so worried, didn't realize that Song Weiliang had finished school. He didn't realize it until Song Weiliang got into the car, and then turned around and drove back to Song's house without saying anything.After going back, Ji Liang quickly finished cooking before he even had time to eat, then put the donuts he bought in the morning on the dining table, and said to Song Weiliang: "Eat donuts after dinner, don't eat too much, eat well .”

Song Weiliang nodded obediently, and then asked: "Big brother, where are you going?"

Ji Liang knelt down helplessly and looked at Song Weiliang: "I'm going to the hospital to see a friend, and you need to do homework alone at night." After finishing speaking, Ji Liang said in embarrassment: "Are you afraid of being alone at night?"

Song Weiliang shook his head: "Not afraid."

Ji Liang rubbed her little head, then said apologetically: "Tomorrow I will reward you with two packs of donuts, eat them secretly and don't let Mr. Song find out."

Song Weiliang nodded and laughed again, his big eyes were curved.

Just put Song Weiliang at home alone like this, Jiliang was still worried, so he asked her to go back to the room and lock the door, and then when he went out, he locked the outside door and made everything right. Then he drove to the city center hospital in a hurry.

The Central Hospital can be regarded as a relatively authoritative large hospital. The medical facilities and doctors inside are almost second to none in China. Ji Liang parked his car in the underground parking lot of the hospital and ran into the hospital building before remembering that he didn’t know what it was. Which room I was in, turned on the phone and found that Yu Zhen had sent him the room number, followed the number on the phone and took the elevator to the fourth floor of the inpatient department, and then walked all the way to search, and finally saw a small In the single room, he pushed the door quietly and entered.

Song Jiu was lying on a white sheet, covered with a white sheet, with half an apple in his mouth, and was leisurely watching TV... Seeing this scene, his face turned dark...

"Eh? Xiao Liang, you're here, sit down quickly." Song Jiu laughed, and the white gauze wrapped around his left arm trembled a few times.

Ji Liang sat on the chair beside him, happy and a little angry, he also picked up half an apple on the small table, took a bite and said, "Yu Zhen called me during the day and said you were in the emergency department, let me come to see you at night." Looking at you... I thought there was some serious injury, so I came here in a hurry."

After Song Jiu finished eating the apple, he smiled: "No, Yu Zhen told you to watch me because I was afraid that I would run away. This time your brother and I will be miserable, and I will be fined and punished!"

Ji Liang was taken aback for a moment, and asked, "Ninth Brother, what's going on? Aren't you on a mission in Haikou?"

Song Jiu's face turned down, and he said, "I went to Haikou with Song Wu's grandson. We performed the mission smoothly. When we were about to return, the grandson actually plotted against me. If I hadn't dodged quickly, the gun would not have been shot." He was hit on the arm, that is, on the chest! Then that kid let me do it, do you think Yu Zhen can’t be angry, now there are only 40 of the 10 people he trained so hard.”

Ji Liang frowned when he heard this, he didn't understand, and asked in confusion: "Song Wu and you don't cross the river, why did you plot against you?"

Song Jiu also couldn't figure it out, and cursed: "Who the hell knows which string is wrong with that kid!"

Both of them didn't understand what was going on here, and Ji Liang felt lucky, at least Song Jiu didn't fall into Song Wu's way and escaped the fatal shot. Thinking of Yu Zhen again, Ji Liang sighed and said, "Yu Zhen How does Zhen want to punish you? Those people are too cruel..."

Song Jiu immediately became serious. He looked at Ji Liang and said sincerely: "Xiao Liang, it's not that they are too ruthless, it's that you are too soft-hearted. Don't blame your brother for saying that to you. We have been groping together all these years. Climb, we can be regarded as looking at each other step by step to the present, I can guarantee that if it were you and me, and Song Wu plotted against you, the one lying here today would be a corpse, you know what I mean."

Ji Liang held half an apple tightly in his hand, and Song Jiu's words echoed in his ears. He knew these things himself, but he didn't want to think about those things. He forced a smile and said, "Brother Jiu, I think Yu Zhen actually takes good care of me. You see, I am more relaxed than what you do now. I don’t have so many swords and bullets. At least it is safe to work beside Mr. Song. I usually only cook and..."

"fart!"

Song Jiu stared at Ji Liang fiercely, and said to him, "Do you still remember what I told you before? This is the same as that sentence. It's not whether you want to die or not, it's You have no right to choose whether others let you die or not. Work is not about whether you think it is easy or not. It is whether others want you to be easy or not. You have no choice. The people who stay with Song Wei If there are too many, you will change batch after batch, and working next to him is the most dangerous, and you have to carry the people who come to attack him in front! Even if you die a hundred, you can't hurt him!"

Ji Liang stared blankly at Song Jiu who was lying on the hospital bed with an agitated expression, then chose to lower his head silently, Song Jiu turned his head and stared at the ceiling for a while, and then slowly said: "Xiao Liang, Yu Zhen is hurting you." You, there are a lot of things going on in the Song family recently, you seem to be safe with Song Wei on the surface, but in fact there are many dangers, but you let your ninth brother worry about you to death."

Ji Liang lowered her head, stared blankly at the apple in her hand, and whispered, "Brother Jiu, am I always a burden to you?"

Song Jiu sat up from the hospital bed, stretched out his hand and patted Jiliang's head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "What are you thinking about all day long, your head has never been normal since you were a child, I am worried about you, your brother is not worried Who of you is worried about you going, you kid doesn't know how to argue with your brother."

Hearing Song Jiu's helpless words, Ji Liang raised his head and felt much better. He directly stuffed half of an apple into Song Jiu's mouth, and then said with a smile, "Brother Jiu, you should rest and recover, Song Family The little princess is still at home alone, I have to go back and come to see you tomorrow."

"Go, go, professional nanny."

Ji Liang said goodbye to Song Jiu, and when he left the ward, his heart was full, this is the relationship of family affection, no matter what time it is, there will be a relative who always remembers you and thinks of you, that kind of The feeling of being alone is very solid, as if I have returned to when I was very young, when my grandma was still there.