Husband, don't play by the rules

She was awkwardly placed in the empty worker's hands and couldn't let it go.

Anger surged up, and her young lady wanted to lose her temper. Looking at Song Yihe's icy back again, it was majestic and dignified like a majestic mountain peak.

Her breath was suppressed and she nestled in her stomach.

Her handsome face sank, and she immediately put on a charming smile again.

"Originally, another gift of mine hadn't been displayed yet, who knew that something went wrong."

"The occurrence of this problem is all because of me. I apologize here. It's all my fault for scaring ten o'clock."

Song Yihe's thick eyebrows were tightly furrowed, his eyes were fixed on the front, and the car was flying wildly.

After hitting two red lights in a row, the police car chased after him.

He couldn't hear anything and just flew forward.

Came to a hospital, got out of the car, opened the door and ran down.

Go straight to the emergency room.

In the end, he hugged his son and put his mouth on his son's face. The cold face of his son made his heart tremble.

"Son, baby, it's all about father's fault, it's all about father's fault."

The doctor saw the blood-stained child for the first time, and hurried forward to put the child down gently.

While checking and asking about the situation, when the doctor heard that he was beaten like this by a thug, he shook his head and said: "People nowadays bully good people!"

Only Song Yihe's dark face could not see the emotion.

He just ran to pay the fee and took the child to do various checks.

At nine o'clock, I closed my eyes and didn't say a word.

Gu Xiaoxi couldn't believe the results of the final examination. His son's main fracture was the bridge of the nose, which was nothing serious and not life-threatening.

Song Yihe yelled at the doctor angrily: "Why can't my son speak?"

Gu Xiaoxi didn't say a word either, her mouth was full of blood blisters, her voice was hoarse and she couldn't speak.

Song Jinghe comforted softly by his side and said, "It's okay, the child will be fine after waking up, and he lost too much blood."

She just kept holding her fingers, which felt stiff.

After a while, a phone call came.

At ten o'clock I fainted and bled profusely.

The last bit of support made her lose it.

Her eyes darkened, her body swayed, and she fell to the ground bit by bit. At the last moment, she wanted to hold something, and finally she seemed to be leaning against a wall, and a thought in her brain strongly strengthened her.

She can't fall, she has to save her daughter.

She opened and closed her chapped lips and took a deep breath.

"Mama, I won't let my sister die!" The silent son suddenly spoke, which made her look at him in surprise.

She held down her son who was about to jump up, and said loudly, "Don't worry, my sister won't die with my mother here."

Just when she was about to stand up, two strong hands held her down, and a painful voice said resolutely, "Honey, don't worry, do you have me? Don't worry! You're right here, I'll go and see."

At this time, a familiar voice came over: "Is it useful for you to go? Go honestly and sit on the son-in-law!"

As soon as Song Yihe saw Feng Zeyu coming, he stopped him when he came up. The beautiful eyes of the two met together, exuding a cold air like a cold sword.

Feng Zeyu smiled calmly.

In the end, Song Yihe looked at him with a smug look, and was so angry that a volcano erupted.

Is he laughing at him now?
Does it make him happy that he is miserable now?He finally saw the embarrassment of his life.

He came up to grab him, threw him aside, and said with a sneer, "I Song Yihe is not your turn to laugh at me."

"Hey, pay attention, your daughter's life is in my hands? You hurt me, but it's tantamount to cheating your daughter!"

Song Yihe lowered his hand, frowned and asked cruelly: "What do you mean?"

"It seems that I have to do my best to cure our young Shidian's disease. I am very suitable for Shidian's bone marrow..."

Meaningful, he stopped and glanced at Gu Xiaoxi.

Then he calmly came to the bed at nine o'clock, stretched out his hand distressedly, and pressed the corner of the quilt for the child.

"Oh, the two children have suffered a lot when they came to this world. How sad it is to be hunted down by so many people! Mom's thin shoulders are almost grasped."

Feng Zeyu was full of heartache, chattering there, as if he really loved her.

Song Yihe stood on the side, he took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and did not light it, this is a hospital.

The smoke moved up and down in his mouth.

"Don't be smug, I haven't gone for a blood test yet, and mine will do the same."

Song Jinghe glanced at him contemptuously.

Only Gu Xiaoxi is silent now, she really doesn't know what to say, what to pray for, her heart is in a mess right now.

She stood up again and said, "I'm going to see ten o'clock."

"You don't have to go, it's all right now. I have transfused my blood to her. She fell asleep peacefully."

Gu Xiaoxi stared at him blankly, opened his mouth several times, and finally said jerky: "Thank you."

Song Yihe also threw away the cigarette in his mouth and said, "Thank you, Mr. Feng."

"Hehe, thank you for what. I am married to Xiaoxi, we are one family, you can be your son-in-law, what a solution! What can my daughter say!"

He said it very easily, as if all the problems were solved.

As soon as Gu Xiaoxi heard it, she understood in her heart that Feng Zeyu had become a bargaining chip in this regard to threaten her to marry him.

Gu Xiaoxi didn't say anything, with this kind of treatment, how could she still have the heart to love someone, she felt that her heart was getting old all of a sudden, and she was almost going to die when she was old.

The moment she saw the bleeding from her son's mouth, she wanted to die except for hatred. She hated everyone.

She stood up, with a sharp face, came to her son, and gently kissed him on the face.

"Baby, I'll go and see my sister. You listen to the doctor and don't have any more accidents. If you have any accidents, your mother will die."

Nine o'clock nodded gently, stretched out his hand to touch her face, and asked: "Are you divorced? It's okay, I will support you, don't worry. I was wrong just now, but I'm actually not that serious. I just want to scare you Scare them and let them know how powerful I am."

The son told the truth.

Later, she felt that her son's eyes were so crooked. If it was true, if there is a father, there must be a son.

"Baby, you are still young, as long as you grow up healthy, mother will be happy. Mom will go to see my sister. You have a good sleep, and we will go home when you wake up."

The son nodded obediently.

She walked towards him, her steps faltering a little.

She hugged the messy hair on her forehead, glanced at the floor sign, and walked down.

Song Yihe looked at her for a long time without speaking.

He felt that he was too incompetent to let the two children live in such a precarious life and in a turbulent environment. I am afraid that even a beggar child has never suffered the hardships they have endured. Otherwise, how could his daughter suffer from such a serious illness? sick.

He has already condemned himself deeply in his heart, and he cannot be freed in this life, but he doesn't want to tell it, and eight to nine out of ten people who are unhappy in life can't tell.

The reason why he and Jiang Zhilan came to this point was because Jiang Zhilan touched his bottom line, she threatened his children.

The pain like a knife reappeared in his heart again today, his eyes were so dark that he absorbed Baichuan.

A kind of trembling in his heart made his face turn pale. The child has a problem today, and I'm afraid none of them will feel better about it!
A kind of pain, an inseparable pain, made him slowly come to his son's bed.

Stretching out his slender arms, trying to hug his son, only in this way can he comfort the pain in his heart.

At nine o'clock, I moved my small arms, and the small forehead under the thick eyebrows frowned: "Don't touch me."

He knew sensiblely that his father was held by a woman's arm, and his injured face was full of dissatisfaction.

"Son, if you don't hit daddy twice, if you hit daddy hard, it's because your daddy is incompetent, daddy is just a wimp."

"Daojiao, I won't hit you, I love you and Shidian, you don't want us anymore, do you?"

"No, Dad loves you, Dad will never abandon you and ten o'clock if he leaves anyone."

"Oh, I just said that the meal is fine."

"Really? Dad is really stupid."

That deep and painful voice was like a sharp knife, cutting everyone's heart one by one.

He walked back and forth on the ground with his son in his arms.

The son had fallen asleep peacefully in his arms.

People with low pressure in the room have difficulty breathing and feel a lack of oxygen.

There were a lot of people who came, but they were all dumb and unable to make a sound.

Only the sound of his soft footsteps, even the sound of a child sleeping soundly, could be heard even the sound of a needle falling to the ground.

The sound of a string of high-heeled shoes came, a little hurried, a little manic, a little arrogant, and a little panicked. The "click" sound of the high-heeled shoes added a bit of weirdness to the corridor.

The room became even quieter, Song Yihe's gloomy black face was as oppressive as a mine, anyone who accidentally stepped on it would explode.

These people who are very sensible don't want to be the first to step up.

Only Feng Zeyu was leisurely here. He stood up, scanned the current situation of the Song family, and left without saying hello.

The woman dressed in white came, and as soon as she entered, she was also shocked by the silence in front of her eyes.

This kind of silence suddenly hit her arrogant arrogance on the road.

The voice of the high-heeled shoes lowered, and she felt that she said in a very low-key way: "Yihe, all this was just accidental, I didn't mean to do anything to the child. A Biao is a bit too reckless. It's all because of my usual education. No, he has no intention of dealing with a child, but his movements are too mechanical, and later he said that Gu Xiaoxi was too powerful, which made him lose control of his movements."

No one in the room paid attention to him, and no one spoke. She looked left and right.

Finally, she came to Song Yihe, and put her hand on his arm lightly. Before her hand was in place, Song Yihe turned around, just passing her hand around.