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The conversation between the two was also interrupted because Mr. Song went downstairs. During the banquet, Ting Yun sat between Song Youfang's two brothers and sisters. The atmosphere of the family banquet was quite relaxed, at least Song Youxin could talk casually.

After Ting Yun called Dad, he never spoke to the old man again, and he sat quietly by the side to eat.

Until the old man glanced at Song Youfang, motioning for Song Youfang to raise his glass, Song Youfang raised his glass, Ting Yun just wanted to reach out to stop him, his arm tightened, Song Youxin pulled him, and mouthed two words to him The word, "eat".

The veins on Song Youfang's neck were bulging, and his Adam's apple was sliding up and down with the movement of swallowing. The moment he put down the cup, his face was pale, and a thin layer of sweat oozed from his forehead.

Song Youfang couldn't drink alcohol, he would be allergic to even a little bit. When he first went to Ting Yun's house, he only touched a little bit, and then he had an allergic reaction, with large red spots on his arms and neck.

Ting Yun looked at Song Youxin, and remembered the assistant's reminder, his face became even more ugly, everyone knew that Song Youfang was allergic to alcohol, why didn't they stop him, Song Youfang's father, why did he force him to drink?

Looking at everyone's reactions, it seemed that they were no strangers to this kind of thing. Drinking was only a small episode of the family banquet, and no one chased Song Youfang for a second cup, which made Ting Yun feel a little relieved.

He paid attention to Song Youfang's movement from the corner of his eye. Red spots appeared on the back of his clenched fists. Under the crisp suit, he could see the rise and fall of his chest. His breathing became more and more rapid, and the allergic reaction came more quickly. Fierce, Ting Yun quietly covered the back of Song Youfang's hand with his palm. When Song Youfang turned his head, the whites of his eyes were bloodshot.

Song Youfang's body temperature seemed to burn Ting Yun's palm, it was burning hot, Song Youfang must be feeling very uncomfortable now.

When this family feast will end, Ting Yun has no idea, he really wants to help his alpha, "Dad..."

The moment Ting Yun got up, Song Youfang held his hand back, but he had no strength to stop him from speaking.

Everyone looked at Ting Yun in unison. Ting Yun pursed his lips and squeezed Song Youfang's hand even tighter under the table. He had never been wronged since he was a child. He didn't quite understand that Mr. Song's father Why did he spoil his son so badly? He was timid and angry at the same time, but when he held Mr. Song's hand, he didn't seem so afraid anymore.

Mr. Song stopped his chopsticks, as if waiting for him to speak.

Ting Yun swallowed, "I'm not feeling well...Can I go back with Mr. Song first?"

The hall was eerily quiet. Ting Yun could hear his deafening heartbeat and heavy breathing. He didn't wait for the old man's answer until the ceiling above his head dazzled him, and his wife took the conversation from the sidelines.

"If you're not feeling well, go back and rest early." Seeing that the old man had no objection, the wife winked at Song Youxin again, "Send your elder brother and the others out."

Song Youfang already had some edema in his throat, he opened his mouth, but couldn't even make a sound, "Let's go first, father..."

Ting Yun's palms were heavy, and Song Youfang supported his hands and stood up. He wanted to help, but Song Youfang avoided his elbows a little and shook his head at him.

The distance from the hall to the door is not too far, but Ting Yun felt that Mr. Song's walking these few steps was extremely hard.

After leaving the gate of the villa, Song Youfang's knees softened, and he rushed straight forward. Fortunately, Song Youxin was prepared, and quickly stepped in front of Song Youfang, and helped him up.

Ting Yun was startled, and hurried to catch up, only then did he understand what Song Youxin meant by "holding it up".

Before the appointed time and the assistant arrived, Song Youxin pouted at the other station, "I'll see you off."

Compared to waiting for the family doctor in the main house, it was faster for Song Youxin to drive them to the nearest Song's Hospital, and Song Youfang was sent directly to the emergency room.

Ting Yun wanted to call his parents when he was in a hurry, but because Song Youxin was still on the sidelines, he could only bear it. Song Youxin not only had an indifferent attitude, but when he saw Ting Yun's tears, he sneered, "You won't Do you want to cry? Don’t worry, my brother’s life is hard and he won’t die.”

Ting Yun had never seen such heartless brothers and sisters, severe allergies would kill people, he turned his face away, too lazy to argue with Song Youxin.

Seeing that Ting Yun ignored him, Song Youxin shrugged, walked to the vending machine, bought two cans of soda, opened them and handed them to Ting Yun, "Drink?"

Ting Yun waved Song Youxin's hand away impatiently, and Song Youxin persisted in hitting his mouth with the edge of the can, and he stared at Song Youxin with rare ruthlessness.

Song Youxin grinned, "When my elder brother wakes up, you can cry again. If you cry now, he won't be able to see it, so save your energy."

"You..." Ting Yun was short of breath, "Everyone of you knows that Mr. Song is allergic to alcohol, but no one stopped him? How can there be a family like you?"

Song Youxin held a can in one hand and leaned against the pillar behind him, "What's the use of blocking it? My elder brother is the heir of the Song family, and the heirs of the Song family are invulnerable. What's the alcohol allergy? If you really die, Dad Not even a frown."

Ting Yun opened his mouth, then closed it silently, what kind of words is this, what is "alcohol allergy is nothing"?Is human life worthless in their eyes?Or the life of his own son.

"What my father lacks is not a son, but an heir. If my eldest brother is gone, the Song family will have an alpha to take his place."

The anger in Ting Yun's heart was burning fiercely, "The alpha who replaced Mr. Song is you?"

"Of course it's not me." Song Youxin put his hands on the top of the country's head, making a gesture of surrender, "I wish my elder brother lived a long life, I just want to be a good-for-nothing under his protection, when no one persuades me, elder brother Just drink one cup, if anyone dares to persuade, my dad will let him drink the second and third cups."

Ting Yun's hands and feet were weak, and he sat down on the chair, "No one is invulnerable, there is always a weakness, even an alpha is human, he will be hurt, and he will be uncomfortable..."

"Alcohol allergies can't be a big brother's weakness. Even if it exists, he has to overcome it. The Song family is his responsibility. To be the successor of the Song family is a robot with iron all over his body. Dad just beats the big brother. To remind others, besides, you were not chosen by Dad, so this is just a blow to you and Big Brother."

Ting Yun didn't agree with Song Youxin's statement, nor did he agree with the old man's way of educating his son, but he couldn't refute it, after all, he wasn't in Song Youfang's position, he just simply felt sorry for his own alpha.

When Song Youxin handed over the can again, he did not resist, holding the can in both hands in a daze.

No matter how high-end a private hospital is, the smell of disinfectant water cannot be avoided. Song Youfang could smell the sourness of lemon from the pungent smell of disinfectant water in a daze. He wanted to find the owner of the pheromone smell.

Beside the bed, Ting Yun had a sad face, the whites of his eyes were a little red, and his pupils were covered with water vapor, Song Youxin who was behind him raised his eyebrows in the direction of the bed, and put his hand on Ting Yun's shoulder, "My elder brother woke up. "

Song Youfang's throat hurt, and he opened his mouth as if someone pinched his neck, forcing himself to speak, but he could only taste the bloody smell rising from the depths of his throat.

"Sir..." Ting Yun pressed his wrist, "Don't move, you are still hanging water."

The medicine in the infusion bottle above his head was shaking, Song Youfang glanced at it, and then his eyes fell on the hand on Ting Yun's shoulder.

The owner of that hand was restless, pinching Ting Yun's shoulder, "My elder brother is fine, sister-in-law, don't worry, it's you, my father should say that you have no rules."

Hearing this, Ting Yun came back to his senses and looked at Song Youfang at a loss. Even Song Youfang didn't dare to disobey the old man's wishes. If he did it himself, it would make Song Youfang unhappy.

"It's okay. Although you are married to my elder brother, your surname is not Song. In my father's mind, you are always an outsider, and you are not so strict with you." It's called euphemism.

"Song Youxin!" Song Youfang let out a low growl that was bloody, Song Youxin followed her elder brother's hand and glanced down, then quickly withdrew it.

She shut up, "Then I'll go back to work." She didn't bother to stand here and watch the couple love each other.

When Song Youxin left, only the two of them were left in the ward, Ting Yun poured a glass for Song Youfang, "Sir, would you like some water?"

Song Youfang didn't know how to comfort others, "Why are you crying?"

Ting Yun's tears were just spinning in his eyes, but when Song Youfang reminded him, the tears hit the hospital bed with a snap.

Allergies are terrible. The red spots on the back of Song Youfang's hands have not disappeared until now. During the period, he was almost put on a ventilator. Ting Yun couldn't figure out why it was just an ordinary family dinner, why he was hospitalized.

Ting Yun rubbed his cheeks, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Song Youfang raised his breath, his chest still felt congested, but it was much better than at the beginning, "It's okay."

"It's okay..." Song Youfangyun's calm tone made Tingyun very angry, "Why didn't you mention it and tell me?"

"Telling you in advance can't be avoided."

"But I'm worried."

Song Youfang breathed heavily and spoke a lot slower than usual, "Worried? Even if something really happened to me, the assistant will help you sort out the property matters."

Sometimes Ting Yun really wanted to take out Song Youfang's heart to see what he was thinking, "What I'm telling you is not about money!"

"What is that?" Song Youfang looked at Ting Yun, wanting to find the answer on Ting Yun's face. After thinking about it, Ting Yun really didn't seem to have mentioned money to him, "It's not money, so what are you worried about?"

Ting Yun became anxious, "I'm worried about your people... You are my alpha, shouldn't I worry about your safety?" Why did his alpha take it for granted that he was worried about property?

Song Youfang had never seen Ting Yun like this. Ting Yun, who was always docile, would argue with him until his cheeks flushed, his eyes showed a trace of hurt and...hate, and the smell of pheromone became more bitter.

"If you have any accident...what should I do..." Ting Yun murmured, do you want him to spend his whole life guarding a pile of property without temperature?

At some point, the flow regulator was pushed to the maximum, and a stream of cold liquid poured into the back of Song Youfang's hand. The pain gradually spread from the place where the needle was inserted to his arm. He frowned, and Ting Yun worried he?

He tentatively stretched out his hand towards Ting Yun, but Ting Yun didn't dodge, stood straight and looked at him, the tears in his eyes could not be held back again.

Omega has well-developed lacrimal glands and really loves to cry. Even Ting Yun is no exception. Song Youfang didn't feel bored at all. The moment he touched Ting Yun, he pulled him over with a little force.

He never asked Ting Yun what he thought. He always thought that Ting Yun could get what he wanted as long as he maximized his benefits, but now he really couldn't guess what Ting Yun wanted?

"Feel sorry."