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Chapter 14 Take your hand away

Song Tingyu 眸色森冷: "Open the door."

"The courtroom..." Soho certainly knows what is going on inside, but he is not willing to let Song Ting meet, which is not good for him.

"Can't open?"

Song Tingyu finally asked a sentence, and then gave Song Weixi to the maid standing next to him, and then vigorously slammed the door.

"The court, you don't do this, I just opened the door..."

Soho made people open the door, and Song Ting saw Su Shi, who was lying on the ground, and Qiao Qing, who was waving his stick.

If you don't see it with your own eyes, Song Ting can't believe that there will be such a thing happening.

The woman Susie called her mother waving her stick on her back, the strength of her hand was so big, even if she was treating the enemy.

"mom……"

Song Weixi’s crying pulled Song Tingyu’s thoughts back. He immediately stepped forward and pulled Jo’an out and lifted Su Shi from the ground: “How are you?”

Su Shi was pale, his hair was scattered, his lips were bloodless, and before she could talk, Qiao Qing took the stick and went to her. Song Tingyu turned and helped her. This stick.

When Soho saw it, he quickly pulled forward to pick up Qiao Qing. When Qiao Qing saw him, he immediately hugged him: "Ahao, they all want to stop us from being together. They are all bad guys..."

Su Hao comforted her with a few words: "Okay, no one can stop us from being together." Then he told the servant: "Take the lady to rest first."

Su Shi’s body didn’t have a bit of strength, so when she stood up, she almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Song Tingyu reached out and held her.

Soho also discovered it and wanted to reach out and help: "Hey."

But Song Tingyu gave him a cold look: "Take your hand!"

He took a few stunned Susie from the ground and told the servant: "Hold Vichy with me."

Soho chased it out and saw that Song Tingyu placed Su Shi in the back seat of the car carefully. He said: "Oh, it seems that it is better to send it to the hospital to see it."

Song Tingyu ignored him and reached out to take over Song Weixi from the servant's hand. He also placed it in the back seat of the car, then sat in the driver's seat and drove off.

"The courtroom..."

"Dad, don't call, people are gone." Sulai walked out of the house and stood beside him: "Song Tingyu seems to be very angry, what do you do with your investment?"

Su Hao did not worry at all, but his face smiled: "Song Ting encountered is more concerned than Su Shi in my imagination, which means that I only need to start from Su Shi, and I can't get it."

Su Shi was injured in the back, so she could not lean on the car and could only kneel in the chair.

She felt the pain in her back and her head was a little dull.

A pair of soft hands held her hand, and Song Weixi’s eyes were very red: "Mom, you are fine."

Su Shi did not even have the strength to reply.

Song Tingyu saw the scene behind him through the front mirror. He turned his head and said: "Vichy, we will send her to the hospital now. You can rest assured that my mother will not have anything to do."

Song Weixi nodded obediently.

When he arrived at the hospital, Song Ting met off his suit jacket and wrapped Su Shi’s back. He took her from the car and ran to the clinic.

Song Weixi also followed closely.

Song Tingyu worried that he couldn't keep up, and looked back at him from time to time.

Song Weixi’s little face is very firm: “Dad, I can.”

Su Shi was finally sent to the operating room, and the wound behind her must be dealt with immediately.

The father and son stood outside and waited.

Because Song Weixi was worried about Su Shi, his eyes were fixed on the door of the operating room. Although he did not say it, Song Tingyu knew that he was worried and worried.

"Vichy, come over." Song Tingyu, Song Weixi, waved.

Song Weix hesitated, slowly moved a little foot toward him, and finally stood by his side, but still kept a certain distance: "Dad."

Song Tingyu took him to the chair outside the operating room: "You ~ mother will not have something."

Song Weixi nodded and looked at him with big eyes. Song Tingyu discovered that Song Weixi’s eyes and Su Shi looked really like.

It’s not too late, and Song Weixi has to go back to rest. It’s impossible for him to wait here. Song Ting met with a phone call at home and said about Su Shi’s situation. By the way, people brought Song Weixi back.

Mrs. Song sent the driver to bring Su Shi’s things over, and he would take Song Weixi back. Originally, Song Weixi was unwilling to go back. Song Tingyu promised him that he would pick him up tomorrow morning to see Su Shi, and he would let him nod. Come down.

Shortly after Song Weixi left, the door to the operating room was opened, and Su Shi finally came out and was taken to the ward.

Although it is skin trauma, it is very serious. If it is not because she is wearing winter clothes, it is estimated that the blood on the back can infiltrate a good piece of clothing.

Su Shi hasn't woken up yet, and the slender brows have been wrinkled tightly, and the sleep seems to be unsettled.

She has been replaced by a clean sick suit in the hospital. When the clothes she was wearing were taken off, I saw that the innermost bottoming shirt was covered with blood, and the back was Tattered.

Song Tingyu gently pulled down her sick suit with her hand, and the wound on her back appeared in front of him.

The original smooth back is now covered with these ugly scars...

He frowned and released his hand.

Su Shi’s body moved at this time and slowly woke up. She opened her eyes in confusion and did not see the situation in front of her. She said: “Vichy...”

"Grandma made people pick him up."

This condensed voice, Su Shi only knows who is standing in front of her, and the memory before she fainted back to her mind is now back in her mind.

Song Ting met and opened her mother, Qiao Qing.

He will come over and save himself...

Su Shi felt a little funny, and pulled a corner of her mouth, but the effect of the anesthetic gradually dissipated. She seemed to be able to touch the wound on the back whenever she moved.

Song Tingyu’s dawn has always fallen on her body. Naturally, he also observed his expression. He pulled the chair next to him and sat down: “You~ Mom almost killed you, why not hide?”

He felt that this woman was really stupid, and she was kneeling on the ground and letting someone else's stick hit her. In that case, she could clearly avoid it, but she did not have any movements.

"She won't kill me..." Su Shi whispered, every time before, as long as she was shackled on the ground, not resisting, after she was stunned, Qiao Qing would slowly wake up. of.