The ghost business girl of rebirth

Chapter 11 A child with a mother is like a treasure
Song Qifeng didn't know how much Mrs. Song had heard, but when he saw her eyes filled with sorrow and tears, he felt uneasy.

Mrs. Song ignored him, and only looked at Meng Tanyin's pale face due to excessive blood loss. Seeing her embarrassment and nervousness, she couldn't help feeling sour.

She also saw that the two of them had a good relationship, so she was determined to match.Unexpectedly, Song Qifeng clearly resisted this marriage, and even Yi Guang was unwilling from the bottom of his heart.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Song couldn't help feeling a little sad.These two children are good, and they were very close before, so why can't they be together?

"Mom, are you here?" Song Qifeng coughed dryly, walked over and opened the ward wide, and greeted with a flattering smile all over his face.

"Yeah." Madam Song replied in a depressed mood, glanced at him faintly, and said in her heart: Hmph, if you don't like Yiguang, I'd like to see what kind of good girl you can pick.If she is not as good as Yi Guang, see if I admit it or not.

Song Qifeng's scalp was numb from Mrs. Song's gaze, and he subconsciously turned his head to Meng Tanyin for help - quickly making his mother stop her magical powers.

As far as Song Qifeng explained to Song Jiaojiao regardless of right and wrong, Meng Tanyin was kind enough to not add fuel to the fire at the moment, so how could he help him.Just throw back to him an expression of "my mother's magic power is boundless, and I can't protect myself, you ask for blessings".

Mrs. Song didn't seem to notice the eye contact between the siblings. She walked into the ward and stood at the end of the bed. She turned to the white coat and said, "Doctor Zhao, please excuse me."

"This is my job, Ma'am, you don't have to be polite." Dr. Zhao replied with a smile. Instead of checking, he flipped through the medical records and asked gently by the bedside, "Miss Meng, how do you feel?" ?”

Actually, this question is superfluous.

He took over from the moment the patient was admitted to the hospital.When Meng Yiguang was sent to the hospital, his face was covered in blood, he was unconscious, his face was pale and he was breathing lightly. That appearance really made people feel nervous.And because it was hurt on the head, it's hard for people not to pay attention to it.

Afterwards, the wound was cleaned, the needles were stitched, and the CT of the brain was all done by Dr. Zhao himself.He knew very well that the patient's injury looked dangerous, but his vital signs were stable.Even the concussion was so slight that it could be ignored.

The reason for the short-term shock is that the patient was dizzy with blood, and the injury was sudden, and he couldn't accept it psychologically for a while.

When Dr. Zhao asked such a question, not only Mrs. Song, but even Song Qifeng looked over with concern.

"Well, the wound hurts a bit." Meng Tanyin pondered for a moment, then answered slowly.Now that the double pupils have changed, she doesn't want to cause trouble, "Doctor, can I be discharged from the hospital today?"

Dr. Zhao asked gently: "Besides the wound pain, is there any discomfort? Tinnitus? Photophobia? Headache and nausea?"

"None." Meng Tanyin shook her head lightly.

As a doctor, I like this kind of cooperative patient the most.Dr. Zhao breathed a sigh of relief calmly, smiled and said to Mrs. Song: "Mrs. Song, Miss Meng is indeed fine. She can be discharged from the hospital at any time, and the same goes for going home to rest."

Meng Tanyin also felt relieved, and immediately said, "Thank you doctor."

Mrs. Song looked at Meng Tanyin's pale face, and said worriedly: "Doctor Zhao, this...doesn't it really need to be checked again? Or should I stay in the hospital for another two days of observation?"

Dr. Zhao just smiled and said nothing.

Meng Tanyin lowered her eyebrows and begged in a low voice: "Mom, I don't want to be hospitalized, I want to go home."

"Okay, okay, it's up to you." Mrs. Song didn't insist anymore after hearing what she said, and turned her head to order, "Qifeng, go and go through the discharge procedures."

"Decree! I'll go right away." Song Qifeng, who had been left alone, finally had a place to use his skills, got the order, and strode out the door.

"It's inevitable that the wound will hurt after stitches, and it will be fine after two days to close the mouth." Dr. Zhao urged, "Be careful not to let the wound get wet, don't eat strong irritating food, rest more, mental work Do less physical labor."

Meng Tanyin nodded and heard Mrs. Song ask: "Doctor, will her injury leave a scar?"

Doctor Zhao reassured: "Madam, don't worry, Ms. Meng's injury is on her forehead, near the hairline. As long as she doesn't have a small crew cut, it won't affect her."

Naturally, Meng Tanyin would not shave her hair. Madam Song felt relieved and sent Dr. Zhao out: "Thank you, Dr. Zhao."

"It's all what I should do." Dr. Zhao walked out the door, signaling Mrs. Song to stay, and he left quickly.It's better not to get involved in the affairs of the wealthy family, he already knows enough today.

Mrs. Song closed the door, went back to the hospital bed and sat down, looked at Meng Tanyin quietly, and suddenly reached out and touched her face: "I lost weight."

"..." Meng Tanyin was merciless in fighting with people in the mall, but it was a bit difficult to deal with this kind of tender moment, and she was speechless for a while.

"I'm also very surprised that this kind of thing happened. I thought that no one would dare to bully my daughter in the Song family mansion." Mrs. Song sighed leisurely, with an unhappy expression on her face, "I should have thought that it would be impossible for Jiaojiao to be like that. You live in harmony. Qifeng is angry with me and blamed you, so he must be watching with a cold eye. You have the temperament of reporting good news but not bad news, have you had a hard time in the past two years?"

"That's not the case." Meng Tanyin shook her head lightly.

"It's because I was thinking about it." Mrs. Song's face was light, but her eyes were a little complicated, "I always thought, after all, there is no blood relationship. If you marry in your own family, we mother and daughter don't have to be separated. We are always together. Then It's complete."

Meng Tanyin held her hand: "Mom, we are a family."

"Yes, family." Mrs. Song smiled slightly, "I know, it was Jiaojiao who pushed you downstairs, and I will give you an explanation for this matter."

"Mom, the matter is already like this, let it pass." Meng Tanyin immediately persuaded.

"You don't plan to pursue it?" Mrs. Song frowned, "If Jiaojiao knew what was good, she wouldn't be able to do this. Yiguang, being kind is a good thing, but giving in will only make people worse. If you don't teach Jiaojiao a lesson, she will never do it." I don’t know how to restrain myself.”

"It's not that we don't want to pursue it." Meng Tanyin laughed, and told Mrs. Song what she had just told Song Qifeng.

Mrs. Song pondered for a moment, and then slowly said: "That's fine, I'll talk to grandpa later, and let him discipline Jiaojiao well." After a short pause, with a bit of regret on her face, she said, "You and Qifeng thing, let it go."

"Mom," Meng Tanyin leaned over and rubbed Mrs. Song's face affectionately, "You are so kind to me."

"Yi Guang," Madam Song held Meng Tanyin in her arms, patted her on the back, and said softly, "I plan to give you the Pin Gu Zhai left by your grandfather."

Meng Tanyin twitched slightly when he heard the words: "Pin Guzhai?"

"Oh, that's an antique shop." Mrs. Song explained.

(End of this chapter)