Chapter 1420 - The Song Couple (148) (1/2)
To the Song family, Xiao Zheng was like their family. He was trained by them.
Originally, with his skills, staying in the army was the best choice for him. He could develop well and rise quickly.
However, he remembered the old man’s kindness and took the initiative to protect him.
The old man knew very well that he had told him to take care of Xiao Zheng after he passed away.
“Maybe!” Ji Xing did not give an accurate answer.
Song Shu sighed. After the Third Brother left the operating theater and was out of danger, he would go and ask Yanyan. After all, she must be sad now!
Song Chen stood at the door of the operating theater with his walking stick, his eyes fixed on the red words outside the operating theater.
No matter how old he was, he was still a father. Third Brother was still his son. No matter how annoyed he was with his bad temper, he was still his own child.
Now that something had happened, he was naturally on tenterhooks.
Song Heng and Bai Lu stood beside the old man, protecting him with worried expressions.
Just as Ji Xing had expected, Song Jing’s knife wound only affected the heart wall and did not reach his heart.
The doctor said it was a miracle, a one in a million chance.
Qiao Yuan watched over Song Jing 24 hours a day, unwilling to go anywhere, not eating or drinking.
Song Yiyan carried the porridge over and sighed deeply in her heart. She advised gently, “Mom, eat something. The doctor said that he…”
Qiao Yuan turned to look at her.
Song Yiyan swallowed her words and quickly changed her words. “The doctor said that Dad is fine. Don’t worry, he will wake up soon. I’ll feed you!”
“I’m not hungry. I can’t eat.” Qiao Yuan’s face was very haggard, and her eyes were still red and swollen.
Song Yiyan’s heart ached. “If you don’t want to eat, then I won’t eat either.”
After she finished speaking, she turned to look at Ji Xing and instructed, “Don’t take it out. Let’s not eat it, we’ll starve to death as a family.”
Ji Xing was placing dishes on the table, they were all her favorite dishes. Her grandfather had specially instructed someone to send them over. When he heard her words, he put them back one by one.
Qiao Yuan panicked. “I’m not hungry. Why are you two learning from me? Hurry up and eat.”
“If you don’t eat, neither will we,” Song Yiyan said firmly.
Qiao Yuan sighed, worried. How could she eat anything? She couldn’t eat even if she forced herself to, she wouldn’t be at ease until her husband woke up.
“Go eat.” Song Jing, who was lying on the bed, had opened his eyes. His voice was hoarse and weak. He wanted to raise his hand to touch her, but he didn’t have the slightest strength. He could only try his best to smile. “Honey, listen to Yanyan.”
Qiao Yuan heard him when he spoke. She held his hand excitedly. “Hubby, are you thirsty? Are you hungry? Do you want to go to the washroom?”
Song Jing shook his head and held her hand. “No, go eat something.”
Why was he so haggard? It was all his fault that she was worried.
“Mom, you have to believe the doctor’s words.” Seeing that he had woken up, Song Yiyan heaved a sigh of relief. “It’s not even night yet and Dad has woken up.”
When Song Jing heard the word father, he suddenly felt as if a lifetime had passed. His eyes were sore and uncomfortable, but he was happy.