Hearing her voice, Mrs. Sang, who was struggling on the edge of death, suddenly had a heartbeat.
The doctor immediately said: "The patient has a reaction, please say a few more words to her."
Looking at the old lady's pale face, Joey lay in her arms distressedly.
She didn't want to admit that she wasn't her daddy's girl.
But she couldn't bear it when faced with how kind Mrs. Sang was to her.
Mingming knew she was her granddaughter for a long time, but he was afraid that she would have a miscarriage, so he kept the longing in his heart hidden.
The loss of her daughter in middle age deeply affected her. When she reached old age, she did not dare to recognize her own granddaughter.
Recalling the process of getting along with Mrs. Sang, her cautiousness made her heartache.
Joey lay in the old lady's arms, tears falling from the corners of his eyes.
"Grandma, I am Yiyi, and I am your beloved Amei's daughter. Can you wake up quickly?"
One sentence made everyone present burst into tears.
Both Song Yanchen and the entire Sang family have been waiting for this moment for a long time.
While wiping her tears, Sang Yu looked at Song Yanchen excitedly: "Brother, she recognizes Yiyi, and she is willing to recognize us."
She was so excited that she didn't know what to do.
Song Yanchen's tears also fell down his cheeks at that moment. He held the amulet that Sang Mei left for him tightly and murmured in a low voice.
"Mom, I have found my sister. Rest in peace in heaven. We will take good care of her."
He walked up to the bed, took Old Mrs. Sang's hand and said, "Grandma, did you hear that? Yiyi recognizes us. Get well soon and we will take her home."
Sang Yu also came over and cried: "Grandma, haven't you always been looking forward to Yiyi coming home? It's fine now. She finally knows the truth. Wake up quickly. We are going to give her a glorious life." Let everyone know that she is your granddaughter at the wedding reception."
After hearing these words, the heartbeat on the heart monitor finally became rippled.
Old Mrs. Sang slowly opened her eyes, with tears hanging from the corners of her eyes.
She slowly turned to look at Joey.
Stretching out his big hand and gently stroking her cheek, his voice was hoarse: "My Yiyi, is it really you? Are you really back?"
Joey nodded repeatedly: "Grandma, it's me. The child and I are fine. Please get well soon. I want to eat the braised pork ribs and sweet and sour fish you made."
Hearing what she said, a smile appeared on Mrs. Sang's stiff face.
"Like your mother, she also loved these two dishes when she was pregnant with you and your brother."
Joey felt a little uncomfortable hearing the word 'mom'.
Growing up, the mother she remembered was Xia Nan, who always brought harm to her. She didn't know what kind of person her biological mother Sang Mei was.
She lowered her eyelashes and whispered, "Isn't she a very good person? She loves her children very much."
Hearing what she said, Mrs. Sang felt a little distressed. She knew that Joey had a shadow on her mother.
She gently stroked Joey's cheek and said in a weak voice: "She loves you and Ah Chen very much. She made a lot of little clothes for you with her own hands. She said she must make you the most beautiful little princess in the whole B city.
Even though she was pregnant, she still insisted on performing piano. She said that she wanted you to feel the scene of the spotlight in your belly, and she wanted to cultivate you to become the brightest star in the sky.
Yiyi, your mother loves you very much. If she knew that you were going to be a mother now, she would be very happy. "
Listening to Mrs. Sang's description, Joey gradually developed some feelings for Sang Mei.
It turns out that she is also the little princess that her mother loves.
It turns out that her mother would do anything for her, even losing her life to save her.
Joey didn't know how to describe his mood at this moment.
There is excitement, relief, and even more heartache.
I feel sorry for my grandmother who lost her daughter, and I feel sorry for my mother who lost her life at such a young age.
She held Old Mrs. Sang's hand and looked at her with tears in her eyes: "Grandma, when you are discharged from the hospital, we will go and see her together."
Hearing these words, Mrs. Sang trembled her lips excitedly.
"Yiyi, are you planning to recognize us?"
Joey curled his lips slightly: "My dad said there is nothing wrong with more people loving me. He will always be my favorite dad."
"Yes, your father will always be Qiao Si Li. We will not compete with him for you. We will only have more people to take care of you and love you."
Old Mrs. Sang could not express her gratitude to Qiao Si Li in words.
He had raised his daughter for more than 20 years, and he selflessly persuaded her to recognize him.
It shows how kind-hearted he is.
When Song Yanchen heard these words, he immediately looked at Joey, with excitement that could no longer be hidden in his eyes.
"Yiyi, I am brother, can you call me brother?"
Before Joey could speak, Lu Wenzhou's deep voice came from behind: "Okay, Yiyi hasn't recovered yet and grandma has woken up, so let her go back to the ward to rest. It's important to protect the child."
While he was talking, he blocked Joey behind him so that Song Yanchen couldn't see or touch him.
He was so angry that he gritted his teeth: "Lu Wenzhou, just wait for me until the day you beg me!"
Lu Wenzhou smiled disapprovingly and said, "Don't worry, that day won't happen."
After saying that, he wanted to leave with Joey in his arms.
At this moment, the door to the ward was pushed open.
Sang Muhan and his wife hurried in, looked at Sang Yu and asked, "How is your grandma? Why is she suddenly critically ill?"
Sang Yu smiled and shook her head: "When Yiyi comes, everything will be fine for grandma. Dad, Mom, Yiyi recognizes us."
Hearing these words, Sang Muhan's mood suddenly changed from the heaviness of the old lady's critical illness to the joy now.
He looked at Joey in disbelief: "Yiyi, is what your sister said true? Are you planning to recognize us?"
Joey didn't say yes or no, he just called softly: "Uncle."
Hearing this long-awaited call, Sang Muhan's eyes turned red with excitement.
He stretched out his big hand and caressed Joey's head a few times, and said with a smile, "Okay, when you and your grandma are discharged from the hospital, my uncle will hold a grand recognition banquet for you."
Mrs. Sang also held Joey's hand excitedly: "Yiyi, good boy, your mother's spirit in heaven can finally rest in peace."
She held Joey in her arms distressedly.
Joey's clear voice came to my ears: "Auntie."
"Hey, good boy, aunt will prepare a gift for you when she gets back later."
Sang Yu also came over with a smile: "Yiyi, there's me too."
Joey hugged her again and called her affectionately: "Sister."
Sang Yu stroked her head affectionately: "Sister, I want to give you a big red envelope."
Seeing that Joey called everyone but himself, Song Yanchen looked at her a little depressed: "Yiyi, are you still blaming your brother for Song Qingya's matter?"
Joey shook his head gently: "She is her, you are you, I won't confuse you two, brother."
Hearing this long-awaited call, Song Yanchen's eyes turned red and disappointed.
He hugged Joey in his arms and said softly: "In the future, if my brother is here, no one will bully you again."
The atmosphere in the room became tense and everyone was very excited.
At this moment, a low and hoarse voice came from the door: "Yiyi, I am daddy."
