He Wanjun said in a dilemma. : "Qianqian."
Yang Qian was so angry that she burst into tears. She wiped her tears and cried while going to pack her things and say she was going back. : "If that's the case, then I'll leave. Anyway, now you only have Su Qing in your hearts, and there is no place for me at all."
Yang Qian got up and started to open her suitcase and went to the closet to pack her clothes. He Wanjun came over and took her hand and said. : "Qianqian, don't make trouble. Why would my godmother dislike you?"
Yang Qian shook off He Wanjun's hand, she didn't believe it!
She must also like that Su Qing in her heart now.
"Don't lie to me. In your heart, you clearly think that Su Qing is more important than me. You know that Brother Wen Jing is engaged to me, but you still agree to let the two of them be together."
"You're really sorry for my mother!"
At this moment, Yang Qian looked at He Wanjun as if she were an enemy.
He Wanjun was hurt by Yang Qian's words. Her heart felt a little painful and she couldn't breathe for a moment. She kept covering her chest with both hands and sucking in big breaths.
Yang Qian was frightened to death and her face turned pale. : "Fuck... godmother, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me!"
Then he ran out and shouted. : "Someone is coming quickly! Godmother, she..." Before she could finish her words, she heard a crash in the room, as if something fell.
When I came back, I saw that He Wanjun had fallen to the ground. She was extremely pale and there was cold sweat on her forehead.
Su Qing and the aunts downstairs heard the sound and ran over quickly. Su Qing was the first one to rush in. :"what happened?"
Yang Qian was stunned and stood motionless.
Su Qing quickly called an ambulance, and soon the ambulance came and took He Wanjun to the hospital.
Yang Qian did not follow because she felt that what she said aroused He Wanjun.
She was afraid that Song Wenjing would come over and scold her.
Yang Qian cried and called her mother. The call was quickly connected and she cried. : "What should I do, Mom? I just said some unpleasant words that irritated my godmother, and then..."
She had always known that He Wanjun had a heart disease and could not bear too much stimulation.
But she didn't mean it, it was mainly because she was really angry that she spoke too harshly.
Mother Yang on the other end of the phone said comfortingly. : "Qianqian, don't cry first, tell your mother what happened."
Yang Qian told Mother Yang everything. : "Because Brother Wenjing has a girlfriend and she even lives at home, I think my godmother also likes this woman very much. I'm angry because Brother Wenjing has obviously made an engagement with me since we were young, but he got married to someone else. Women are together..."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Now I regret why I was so impulsive... What should I do? I'm really afraid that Brother Wen Jing will come over and blame me later."
Yang Qian said what she was worried about.
After hearing this, Yang's mother said calmly. : "It's okay, it won't be! These are all things their family owes us. Qianqian, don't be afraid that your mother is here. Everything will follow her arrangements!"
Over there at the hospital.
After Song Wenjing learned the news, she immediately rushed to the hospital from the company.
"How is my mother?"
Several of He Wanjun's good sisters are here, one of the aunts said. : "The person is still in the emergency room..."
Su Qing walked over slowly, walked to Song Wenjing's side, patted his shoulder comfortingly and said. : "Auntie will be fine."
Song Wenjing's mentality suddenly became a little bad, and she collapsed. She tried hard to suppress her collapsed emotions and said. : "How could my mother have a heart attack after being fine? She hasn't had a heart attack for many years. Why did she suddenly have a recurrence today?"
Su Qing didn't know what happened, because she was downstairs with a few aunts at the time. : "I don't know either. I was downstairs with these aunts at the time. The aunt went to Yang Qian's room, and that's what happened after that. I don't know what happened."
Several aunties also nodded and said. : "Yeah, at that time Qingqing and I were sitting downstairs and didn't know exactly what was going on."
Song Wenjing looked around and saw no figure of Yang Qian, so she asked. : "Where's Yang Qian?"
Su Qing said. : "She seemed to be still at home. We hurriedly followed her into the ambulance without noticing her."
At this moment, the lights in the operating room went out.
The doctor came out, and Song Wenjing hurriedly ran forward to ask. : "Doctor, how is my mother?"
Su Qing noticed that Song Wenjing was sweating heavily on his forehead at this moment. He must be more afraid and worried than anyone else.
said the doctor. : "The patient is now out of danger. Fortunately, if it was too late when the emergency was brought, I'm afraid..."
The doctor didn't say the rest.
You probably want to understand the general meaning of it.
Upon hearing that, fortunately, the person was fine, everyone present felt relieved.
Throughout the night, Su Qing and Song Wenjing stayed in the hospital.
Song Wenjing had not slept. He went to the balcony of the ward and lit a cigarette that he had not smoked for a long time.
Su Qing woke up suddenly, and she fell asleep lying on the bedside. There was an extra coat on him, and Song Wenjing must have put it on.
Su Qing rubbed her eyes, why didn't she see Song Wenjing's person? Where was he?
Turning around, she saw a figure standing on the balcony smoking a cigarette with her back to the window. Su Qing stood up carefully for fear of waking up the sleeping He Wanjun.
Su Qing came to the balcony and put her coat on Song Wenjing's shoulders. : "You haven't slept yet, why did you come to the balcony to smoke?"
Song Wenjing had just finished smoking, and when Su Qing came out, she put out the cigarette on the spot. : "Oh, I can't sleep, so I'll come out and get some cold air."
"Why did you wake up and go sleep a little longer? You have been tired all day today and haven't had a good rest. You can go back and have a good sleep tomorrow."
Su Qing smiled and said. : "It's okay, you're the one who should get more rest. You've been working all day, and I don't think you've gotten much sleep at all."
Song Wenjing put Su Qinglou in her arms and rested her chin on her shoulder.
I don't know why Su Qing hated the smell of cigarette smoke at first, but Song Wenjing didn't hate it.
Su Qing asked with some confusion. "Hey what's wrong?"
