Remarry, No Way!

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Chapter 1 sick children

The hospital is full of disinfectant water everywhere.

When Su Shi came out of the doctor's office, a small face was as pale as gray. Her foot was vain, her feet were weak, her legs were soft, and she almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, the person walking next to her helped her.

"Less grandma, are you okay?"

Su Shi shook her head and sat down on the chair at the hospital's promenade. Her hands covered her face. She felt her nose and eyes sour, but she didn't cry or cry.

The housekeeper of the Song family saw it and stood on one side, and did not know how to comfort her. Because Su Shi’s son, the Song family’s young master Song Weixi was sick, very serious, and various methods have been tried, but they are ineffective.

When Mrs. Song, who came here at this time, saw this situation, she knew what had happened.

Mrs. Song’s face also became very pale and ugly. She screamed at the middle-aged woman behind her: “You call now to let Song Tingyu come back soon.”

Shen Jing's eyebrows are light and wrinkled: "Mom, is it really so serious? Let the court come back for two days and come back? I heard that there is a project on his side..."

When she hadn’t finished talking, she was interrupted by Mrs. Song’s cold voice: “When is the time to work now? Do you want to see your grandson accidentally?”

The quiet face changed a lot: "Mom, I don't mean this, I will call right away."

Mrs. Song patted Su Shi’s weak shoulder: “Hey, don’t worry, even if all the methods fail, but fortunately, there is one last one. This is the highest chance of success. Vichy will definitely be fine.”

When Su Shi raised her face, her eyes were very red and her voice was a little dumb: "I know, Grandma, let me go to see Vichy first." The so-called last resort is that she has not met her for four years. Husband Song Tingyu reborn a child and used cord blood to save Song Weixi.

When Su Shi was at the door of the ward, he patted his face with his hand and made his expression look cheerful. He also specially smirked a smile, which opened the door of the ward and went in.

Song Weixi is watching his favorite picture book, Journey to the West, and sees her coming in. He puts down the book: "Mom."

Su Shi walked over and hugged him: "Vichy, you woke up, is there any uncomfortable?"

Song Weixi shook his head, and his beautiful big eyes stared at her face. After a while, "Mom, have you ever cried?"

"I don't have it." Su Shi pulled out a smile.

"Your eyes are very red." Song Weixi directly broke her lies. Although he was only three years old, he was very clever.

Su Shi rubbed his eyes with his hand: "My eyes have just entered the sand."

"I’m talking about this low-level lie.” Song Weixi’s small body sat in Susie’s arms: “Mom, I’ll be fine, my illness will be good soon.”

Song Weixi wore a thick plush hat, and the sick suit worn on him was too big. He was inherited from Song Tingyu and Su Shi and was a very good child.

"I know." Su Shi endured the sour eyes, smiled and kissed his forehead.

Song Weixi holds a picture book in his hand: "Mom, I just had my grandmother coming over. She said that my father will come back to see me soon. Is it true?"

"Vichy wants to see Dad?"

"Do not want to."

Although Song Weixi said so resolutely, Su Shi knows that he is lying, even if he is in the heart of Song Tingyu to drop their mother and child for many years, but he is a child in the end, the heart has a strong desire for fatherly love.

In the evening, Su Shi was in the hospital to accompany Song Weixi to return to the Song family very late.

As she passed through the room of Mrs. Song, she saw that there was still a light there, and the light came through the door.

So late, Grandma hasn't slept yet?

Su Shi walked over and just wanted to knock on the door, but suddenly a cold voice came from inside: "Is there any other way? Must use this method? You know that there is no feeling between me and her. If she was pregnant with her children and your persecution, would I marry her? Now I have to give birth to a second child like this?"

Through the cracks in the door, Su Shi can see that there is a tall, straight figure in her back.

Song Ting met back...

When he first talked about her, his tone was disgusting and disdainful, just like four years ago.

He should be angry, because four years ago, she tied him with a child, so that the position of Mrs. Song, who should have been another woman, finally belonged to her.

And four years later, he had to suffer such a thing again for the child that was not what he expected.

"I want Vichy to live well." This is the voice of Mrs. Song.

Next, what was said inside, Su Shi did not listen to it, her mouth with a self-deprecating smile, crossed the room of Mrs. Song, and returned to her room.

Open the door and turn on the light, only to find a black suitcase on the carpet, this is Song Tingyu, but somehow was put into her room by the maid.

Although he was his room four years ago, he did not return in four years. She has been living here, but now that he is back, he must have dismissed the same room as her.

That's just right, she doesn't want to live with him because there is a child between them, but it is better than a stranger.

Su Shi felt very tired, did not move his suitcase, went straight to the bathroom and took a shower. When he blew his hair, he turned off the lights in the room and slept in bed.

I will go to the hospital tomorrow morning to accompany Song Weixi for various checks, so she must fall asleep right now.

When she was about to fall asleep, she felt that someone was lying down, and then the quilt that was covered with her was pulled open, and her nightdress was pulled hard. In the dark, there was a big palm. Hold her shoulders down.

Su Shi was shocked and struggling. She pulled her nightdress tightly and blocked the man with her hand. It was just that the man’s strength was too great. She could not get rid of it. She could only free one hand to press the bed. headlamp.

She saw the man on her body.

Deep and sleek facial contours, knife-like straight nose, delicate cool lips, seeing her eyes reveal a suffocating indifference and disdain.

I haven't seen it for four years. She thought she had forgotten his appearance. I still remember it so clearly.

Susie’s pajamas were pulled halfway by him. He continued, and she blocked it with force. The voice panicked: “Song Tingyu, what do you do?!”

Song Tingyu’s fingers caught her cheek: “This is not what you want? Have a baby!”

"Let's let go!" Su Shi felt humiliated and struggled when he struggled. He didn't know what to do, and slapped his handsome cheek.

With the crisp applause, the movements of both of them froze.