Four older brothers scrambled to spoil me after my love affair went viral

Chapter 187 Third brother, look at these, you don't have that much luck

Sang Qingran walked from the ward back to her desk and sat down, reached out to pick up the phone on the desk, saw the message from Siyang saying that she was coming to him, subconsciously frowned.

The fourth brother usually wouldn't look for him if he had nothing to do, and he remembered the inexplicable call from his senior brother this morning.

There was a vague fear welling up in his heart, he got up and wanted to go out, but happened to bump into Sang Siyang who was oncoming him.

Sang Siyang said bluntly: "Third brother, I have something to tell you."

"Later, I have something else to do." Sang Qingran silently yelled at his fear, and subconsciously wanted to leave.

Sang Siyang stretched out his hand to hold his arm, and said word by word: "Third brother, I have asked your senior brother, the next half hour is your lunch break, no accidents, you are fine."

"Sometimes a patient needs me." Sang Qingran broke free, raised her leg and was about to leave.

"You can hide all the time, but you have to admit that you are scared, or you guessed what I want to tell you." Sang Siyang looked at the third brother's back.

He still felt that he came too late. He just found out that Sancho had been to the hospital, and there was another misunderstanding between the third brother and Qiaoqiao.

Sang Qingran twitched the corners of her mouth and wanted to laugh, he had nothing to be afraid of.

Those rotten sesame seeds and rotten grains can still be talked about by the fourth brother, so he turned back and sat down on the chair, "Let's talk, half an hour."

"I don't know what happened to you during the time you went to find Qiaoqiao, but she was very sick. Here is the case sheet with detailed time. You can read it and don't worry that I am fake , because I asked your senior brother to send this list."

Sang Siyang directly opened the chat page with his senior brother and enlarged the picture for him to see.

The situation on the case sheet was indeed not optimistic, basically helpless, so she was so seriously ill?

Sang Qingran's hands trembled slightly, he exited the big picture mode, saw the familiar name, and he did not give up and clicked on Moments to look.

It's the brother's wechat, so it's absolutely impossible to fake the medical record.

So when Sancho said that he did not want to be discharged from the hospital, did he not want to give up treatment?

So does the phrase not wanting to go home mean not wanting to die in front of them?

"And these, I think you should read it too." Sang Siyang cut out the page again, and clicked on a remittance slip and some vague chat records.

"During the years when your parents didn't support you to study medicine, you didn't have so much good luck. Whether it was real-name remittance, winning a lottery, or sponsorship from well-intentioned people, even your high-paying job was done by Qiao Qiao."

Sang Qingran listened to the words in his ear, as well as the remittances in front of him and the chat records of entrusting others to take care of him, his back was extremely stiff.

"Third brother, can you tell me what else is there to hate Qiao Qiao? I want to investigate it together, and I don't want any misunderstandings between you."

Sang Siyang's eyes fell on the pale face of the third brother, quietly waiting for him to speak.

"No, you checked very clearly." Sang Qingran answered him with trembling lips.

"Okay, I'm going back." Sang Siyang took his mobile phone and left. When he found out about it, he was also shocked. It turned out that when Qiao Qiao is good to someone, he can give everything to him.

As long as she spends some of that money to buy gifts to please her mother, maybe her mother won't be so displeased with her.

But she didn't. At that time, Sancho probably divided things very clearly in his heart. The third brother's ability to continue his dream was much more important than making his mother happy.

Sang Qingran didn't say anything to persuade him to stay, he clenched his fists, feeling complicated and uncomfortable in his heart, Sancho...why did she do this?

She is not afraid of her parents angering her at all, even the eldest brother dare not send money to him like this, but Sancho...

He closed his eyes in pain and leaned on the stool, wishing that she had never been nice to him, and that everything was just being used.

Sang Qingran fumbled and picked up the phone from the side, holding on to the last bit of hope, and called his senior brother.

After the other end was connected, there was a grumpy voice from the senior brother, "Fuck! You two brothers did it on purpose, disturbing my sleep one morning and my nap in the afternoon."

"Is the case sheet true? Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Sang Qingran asked hoarsely.

It was the first time the brother on the phone had heard such a miserable voice from him, and he put away his joking tone, "You booked a ticket as soon as you ran out of the hospital, I thought you knew."

Sang Qingran smiled bitterly, that's right, he walked so fast without waiting for anything, it was obviously separated by a wall, he didn't even have the courage to go in.

Seeing the silence in the fairy tale on the phone, she couldn't help but comfort her, "Why don't you be too sad, everything should be sad, and your sister is gone, she sure doesn't want you to be too sad for her."

"You're not here anymore, shut up." Sang Qingran's face turned cold, and she retorted at him.

The senior brother was shocked by being scolded, and his body shook, "Is your sister still alive?"

"Ah."

"Did you see the case sheet, it's so serious, is it all right?"

"Hung up." Sang Qingran cut off the phone directly, remembering the attending doctor on the case list: L.

The person whom the teacher uses as an example is also the person he admires the most.

Sang Qingran put the phone away, and it was the first time that he knew that there was still someone in this world who would do so much for him, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Why is Sancho so stupid, no one else dares, why is she so brave.

Sang Qingran got up and walked towards the building where Mrs. Sang lived, and went directly to the floor and ward where Mrs. Sang was.

He looked at the woman holding the dirty bear with scarlet eyes, "You really want to be happy, and you are escaping in this way when you do something wrong."

Mrs. Sang turned her head and gave him a silly smile, "Qiao Qiao is very good today, why hasn't Sang Zheng come back yet? Is the company busy."

"That's not Sancho, Sancho was forced away by you, do you know that!" Sang Qingran stared at her closely.

"What are you talking about? Jojo is here." Mrs. Sang asked in confusion while holding the bear in her hand.

"It's not." Sang Qingran strode over, reached out and snatched the bear from her hand, fell to the ground, and stomped heavily.

"Ah...you give me back my Qiaoqiao!" Mrs. Sang screamed suddenly, reached out to hug the little bear and patted the dust on it, she shook her head.

Many images flashed through her head, she covered her ears, "Don't say it, don't say it, I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."

"Save this and tell her next time, you have never been a good mother, but you are like a good mother to Sang Jiao, but what have you got? Mom, please treat her well, I hope you get better soon."

Sang Qingran smiled mockingly, and everyone spent their time in annoyance and regret.

Why should Mrs. Sang, who is the culprit, pretend to be stupid with peace of mind, she should be the one who suffers the most.

As for Sang Zheng, this kind of person is not worthy of being called a father. To make him regret it is to let him watch their value keep rising, but he will not get any benefits.

(End of this chapter)