Song Kang had undergone a full set of examinations before, which were very detailed. After asking Dr. Zhao, Wang Min prescribed medicine and went through the discharge procedures for him.
When the two returned home, they went back to their houses to rest.
Wang Min yawned.
Set an alarm on your phone, rest until 4:30 and get up to make soup.
She closed the curtains and the room suddenly became dark. She lay on the bed, closed her eyes, and soon fell into a dark and sweet dream.
Another room.
Song Kang was sitting in front of the desk, holding a pen in his hand, staring at the exercise book in front of him with his eyes unblinking. The veins on the back of his hand were bulging, and he was expressionlessly scratching out lines on the paper.
It penetrated the back of the paper, no, it penetrated the back of several pieces of paper.
Damn it!
Damn it! ! !
What went wrong!
It was obvious why it suddenly changed!
His mother explained to him that there was a car accident, and his father was superstitious. Yes, he knew that his father believed in those things. Guan Gong and Lucky Cat were always offered in the shop, and he would never forget to pay homage to his ancestors during the holidays. , from time to time he would go to the temple on the mountain to burn incense, but, but, why was it just that day? Anyway, he felt very strange.
The surgery has been scheduled.
Preoperative examinations were also done.
To put it bluntly, he was lying on the hospital bed waiting to be pushed to the operating room. Even if it was a serious matter, the old man should focus on his operation instead of canceling it just because the omen was bad.
The key is, from yesterday to today, my father didn't come to see me.
Not even Song An was seen.
The operation failed and he is now back home. According to the situation, it is impossible to have another operation in a short time. The longer the time is delayed, the worse it will be for him.
Song Kang felt uneasy.
He didn't like the feeling of being out of control.
Tear it apart——
He scratched a long mark on the paper, pursed his lips, tore the book into pieces and threw them into the trash can.
I got up and poured a glass of hot water to drink.
Perhaps, he should give Song An a little sweet taste.
This is what Song Kang planned.
However, when he learned at the dinner table that Song An was going to college this year, his entire expression changed. Even his master-level acting skills could not hide the ferocious look on his expression and the deep jealousy in his eyes.
"Xiao An is going to college?" He couldn't believe it. "Then what should I do?"
Then, there is no need to think about surgery until before the exam.
And it only took two months in the middle
He has been ill for many years and knows better than anyone else. There may not be enough time to recover during this period.
His mother had told him before to reassure him that he would forget it this year and let Song An repeat the studies with him next year at the same university.
yes.
This is very unfair to Song An.
But, is it fair to him?
If Song An hadn't competed with him for nutrients in his stomach, he wouldn't have done it either.
Song An's grades were already good. Once he sees the outside world again, he will never be controlled by him again. He will never be coerced by his parents' few words, economic sanctions, and moral restraints. Now that he has the ability, he may never be able to control him again. return.
When he thought that the cooked duck was about to fly, but his father still supported it, Song Kang's heart felt like something was gripping him so hard that he couldn't breathe.
Wang Min lowered his head guiltily.
Song Shi took a sip of cold beer and glanced at him, "What should I do? Just do whatever you have to do. Maybe the whole family will revolve around you."
Song Kang choked.
Holding the chopsticks tightly with his fingers, he bit his lip and subconsciously asked Wang Min for help.
Song An was munching on white rice, trying to reduce his sense of presence.
Speak for Song Kang?
Sorry, he stopped talking to him a long time ago.
Although the two are twin brothers, he is not stupid and sees clearly what Song Kang has done to him, and understands that the two of them are actually worse than strangers.
This operation was originally the last time he would be bound to Song Kang and this family.
Moreover, if he really said something, Song Kang would definitely seize the opportunity to step on him and do something even more extreme, and his mother would hate him even more. Even now that he can take the exam normally, he would give up because of this.
So be it.
I am air, please ignore me.
Wang Min received her precious son's request for help and glared at Song Shi, "If you don't know how to speak properly, don't say it!"
Song Kang: You said it but didn’t say it.
He turned to his son and gave a gentle assurance: "Don't worry, your parents take your affairs to heart. Take good care of your health."
"kindness."
Song Kang obediently agreed.
A meal was spent among the family with different thoughts.
After dinner, Song Shi called the insurance company to ask about the car.
Song An also returned to the room.
Wang Min wanted to stop him from washing the dishes, but then thought of the man's instructions, so in the end he could only clear the table and enter the kitchen with the dishes and chopsticks on his face gloomily.
Song Kang was sitting in the living room watching TV.
His eyes were wandering and his brows were furrowed, obviously not paying attention to the screen.
Could it be that my grandparents knew about it.
No.
My parents didn't tell them about this at all. If they really knew about it, they would have come to the house to make trouble.
Why?
When Wang Min came out from washing the dishes, he saw his beloved looking uncomfortable.
He sat alone on the sofa.
Even the lively TV series could not dispel the loneliness and loneliness that emanated from him.
Wang Min's heart was pricked by needles.
"What's wrong, Bao, are you feeling uncomfortable again?" She walked over hurriedly.
Song Kangqiang raised his head with a smile and said extremely thoughtfully, "Mom, I'm fine."
"I frowned but it's okay. Does it hurt again?" She said and hurriedly found medicine and poured water from a cup. "Eat quickly."
Song Kang didn't move.
He looked down at a handful of medicines in her hand, and pursed his thin lips tightly.
Wang Min's heart suddenly lifted, "Xiaokang."
But he saw a wry smile on the baby's pale and lumpy face, tears flashing in his eyes, and he looked at her pitifully, "Mom, I don't want to take medicine anymore."
Wang Min: "."
"How can you not take medicine? Darling, take the medicine quickly and you will be fine. Have you forgotten what Dr. Zhao said? Be obedient."
"Mom, I really don't want to take it. I can't get better. I know I can't get better! No matter how much medicine I take, I won't get better!" He sobbed, tears hitting his skinny skin one by one. On the back of the hand, "I don't want to take medicine anymore, it's useless. In fact, this is fine."
"It doesn't matter if I die like this, Song An is still at home anyway. Even if I'm gone, my parents still have him, so they won't be so sad."
"If he studies well, he will be successful in the future and will take good care of his parents."
"And I will only cause trouble and hinder the family."
"I might as well die early!"
"Mom, but Mom, I can't let you go. You are so good to me. I will still be your son in the next life!"
"Mom, I will bless our family in heaven, bless you and dad with good health, and bless Song Anshun with happiness, I will."
"But, I'm really. I'm really envious."
Wang Min hugged her son and cried loudly.
At the sliding door leading from the balcony to the living room, Song Shi's face was so gloomy that it seemed like it could drip water.
In the guest bedroom, Song An held the pen in his hand and couldn't put it down for a long time.
(End of chapter)
