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

Chapter 63 Do You Need a Heart Replacement?
"No, no, no." Mummy Song was already embarrassed, how could she ask her to give herself this discount.

Seeing her insistence, the boss accepted it with a smile, "Okay, okay."

The good impression of her has improved a lot.

Mummy Song issued a card for Song Yichen and started working. Song Yichen was reading on the second floor.

After working smoothly in the afternoon, Mommy Song started cooking when she got home.

Song Yichen hesitated for a while before walking to the kitchen door, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

"No, you can go and play." Mommy Song said with a smile and a little flattered.

When Song Yichen heard her refusal, he didn't say it a second time, and walked back to the living room to stand and do activities.

The Song family——

Song Yi's exclusive doctor took the stethoscope from him, turned to look at Mrs. Song, "Mrs. Young Master's condition is stable, and the medicine is working, but you still have to keep taking it for a long time."

Mrs. Song tucked the quilt up for her son, "I heard that my son is feeling much better, so take a good rest, Mommy will go out first."

Song Yi nestled under the quilt, his pale face was in great contrast with the dark blue cup.

"Ah."

The doctor packed up his medicine box and followed Mummy Song.

Mrs. Song closed the door and went downstairs, "Does my son still need a heart transplant?"

"This is still uncertain, because he has not fully recovered, and heart replacement is very risky, so this is a method that cannot be used unless it is a last resort."

Mrs. Song's face was full of sadness, "Hey, what a crime."

After the doctor left, Mrs. Song sat on the sofa downstairs, watching the examples of heart transplants shown on TV in the past.

Song Yitong came down from upstairs wearing a milky white nightdress, "Mommy, what's wrong with you?"

Song Yitong walked over to smooth Mrs. Song's frowning eyebrows.

"fine."

"How is brother?" Song Yitong saw Mrs. Song's sad face, and knew that it was his brother who was troubled by illness.

"The doctor said it's much better. Do you want to go see your brother?"

Song Yitong nodded, "Okay."

Song Yi squinted her eyes as if falling asleep, Song Yitong walked over quietly and called softly, "Brother."

"Ah."

Song Yi opened his eyes and saw Song Yitong smiling with the corners of his mouth pulled, "Well, Yiyi."

"Brother, the doctor said that you are already much better, maybe you will be fine soon, we have to be strong." Song Yitong put his hand on Song Yi's and comforted him.

"Yes, I will."

"I want to get up and walk."

Song Yi lay on the bed all day, feeling limp and uncomfortable.

Song Yitong glanced at Mrs. Song.

"Okay, I'll bring your wheelchair over later."

"I want to take a walk." Song Yi said slowly.

Mrs. Song hesitated for a moment, her son's body is not suitable for fatigue, and...
"Brother Mommy will just go for a while, it's okay, just rest when you're tired, it's uncomfortable to sit or lie down every day." Song Yitong said.

"Okay then, if you're tired, you must tell Mommy."

"Yeah." Song Yi blinked, and the act of nodding was too much effort for him.

Song Yitong and Mrs. Song supported Song Yi one by one. Due to serious illness, Song Yi was small and thin, about the same height as Yitong, and his arms were exposed in the fat pajamas that could be said to be skinny.

Mrs. Song's eyes turned even redder when she saw her son like this.

"Be careful there are steps here." Song Yitong reminded him while supporting him.

"Well, the armrest."

Song Yitong let him go and let him hold on to the handrail. Mrs. Song held on to his son's other arm. Song Yitong was waiting for him at the bottom of the next step.

"Mummy, will you please?" Mrs. Song couldn't help but see how difficult it was for her son to go down the stairs.

(End of this chapter)