Qingmei can flirt with Han, but Gao Leng Zhuma can't stand it

Chapter 111 The Heart
The night opened like a curtain, covering the entire sky.

The moon hangs clear and refreshing in the sky with only a few stars.

The light that shines through the leaves on the ground is spotty.

Candy flipped wantonly on the big bed, no longer afraid of touching the bed board.

Candy couldn't sleep and looked outside, so she got up and opened the curtain to look outside with her chin resting on her cheek.

Song Yichen also couldn't sleep, and walked out of the room feeling a little stuffy.

Candy saw a small black figure by the window, opened the window with squinted eyes and took a flashlight to shine.

Song Yichen reached out to block the light, and Candy put away the flashlight when he saw that it was Song Yichen.

Dengdeng ran out.

Song Yichen stood there waiting for her.

"Why haven't you slept yet?" Song Yichen asked when she saw her coming down.

Candy put away the flashlight, "Can't sleep, what's wrong with you?"

"Me too." Song Yichen clutched his chest and sat under the fountain.

Candy was wearing slippers and a nightdress before she even had time to put on a coat.

It was a bit cold at night, and I couldn't help sneezing.

"Ahh~"

Song Yichen took off his coat and gave her, "Go up."

"Hiss~" Song Yichen felt a twitch in his heart as soon as he finished speaking, and bent down while clutching his chest.

"what happened?"

"It's okay." Song Yichen shook his head, and the pain disappeared in just a second.

"The clothes are here for you, go back to sleep." Candy took off the clothes she was wearing and put them on him.

"Well, you go, I'll stay for a while, I'm a little bored."

"Okay then, I'm going back, Axie~"

"Well, go back quickly, don't catch a cold."

"Ah."

After Candy left, Song Yichen sat alone under the hot spring, wrapped in a coat, his heart twitching.

Simultaneous Song family

The servants who were busy going back and forth went up and down one by one.

Mrs. Song rubbed her hands nervously and looked at the doctor, "How is it?"

Song Yi's face was frighteningly pale on the big bed, he was wearing an oxygen tank, and his breathing was weak.

"The situation is not optimistic." The doctor took off the stethoscope with a mask on, and turned to Mrs. Song.

"That~"

Mrs. Song was a little anxious, "Then what should I do? Could it be~"

Father Song also had a sad expression on his face.

The doctor sighed, "It's not easy for the young master to survive until now, let's arrange an operation next month."

"Now we can only pin our hopes on surgery."

Mrs. Song watched Song Yi on the bed walk over, and reached out to hold her son's skinny hand.

Tears flickered in the eyes.

Old Mrs. Song was supported by others and stood at the door looking at this place. She sighed deeply, her face full of disappointment. Could it be that the Song family is about to end.

No she wouldn't allow that to happen.

"Ma'am, is your heart ready?" the doctor asked suddenly.

Mrs. Song wiped away her tears, and nodded when she thought of that person, "Yeah."

Her son will not be so short-lived.

"Madam, go back and rest, I'll watch over the young master here." The doctor said.

Mrs. Song tucked the quilt for her son, and said with difficulty, "Okay."

Back in the bedroom, Father Song sat by the bed, "Madam, what is the success rate of this operation?"

Father Song was very afraid that the operation would fail. If he didn’t have the operation, he would still have one son. If the hand speed failed, he would lose both sons.

Mrs. Song sniffed, "Half."

Song's father Zou frowned, then there is still half of the failure, what should we do if we fail?
Madam Song suddenly turned around and looked at him, "You won't change your mind, will you?"

(End of this chapter)