A. Bai Yueguang Said Nothing And Just Cried For The Substitute B. Chapter 31
byChapter 31 Kiss me
Perhaps because of the change of hospital and medication, Ms. Song Lanxue’s condition seems much better recently than before.
Several times when Wen Song visited, we could chat for more than half an hour.
The other party’s face is rosy, not as pale and bloodless as it was at the beginning, and he is not so weak that he is panting even when he is walking.
As soon as Wen Song got off work, he went to the hospital to visit Ms. Song Lanxue.
As soon as he arrived, he saw that the nurse had finished feeding him, and all the food in the lunch box was eaten cleanly.
“Grandma,” he put a small bag of sweet-scented osmanthus cake on the table, “how are you feeling today?”
After saying hello to Wen Song, the nurse left with the lunch box, leaving the two of them alone.
Song Lanxue looks very kind and generous, with frosty white temples. If she hadn’t been tortured by illness, she would have been a cheerful old lady.
“Songsong, you are here.”
A kind smile appeared on his face full of traces of time, and he waved to Wen Song to signal him to come over.
Wen Song walked to the bed and sat down.
Song Lanxue held his hand and patted the back of his hand as if she was coaxing him to sleep when he was a child.
“I feel pretty good physically.”
“My appetite has become quite good these days.”
Wen Song felt relieved after hearing this, and felt even more grateful to Guan Sui.
“That’s fine.”
“If you have any questions, please tell me immediately.”
Song Lanxue nodded, “What can happen? Grandma understands that grandma’s body is indeed getting better than before.”
I thought about going for a walk at noon today and heard someone in the next ward talking about pheromone cancer cells.
Looking at Wen Song, his tone was mixed with concern and hesitation: “Songsong, grandma has something to ask you. Don’t lie.”
Wen Song: “Okay.”
Song Lanxue reached out and touched her great-grandson’s thin cheek. She felt heartbroken and her voice was choked unconsciously: “Is the cost of this hospital more expensive than the last one? Today I heard them say that there is an injection that costs 200,000 yuan…”
“Where do you come from with all this money?”
“Did the Wen family force you to do things you didn’t like?”
“If grandma can’t cure this disease, let’s go home. The Chinese New Year will be here in a few months, and I’ll make dumplings for you——”
Wen Song patted the back of Song Lanxue’s hand to comfort her, “Grandma, this disease must be cured.”
“Don’t worry, I will take care of the money matter. It has nothing to do with the Wen family.”
“It’s okay to make dumplings for me after you get better, right?”
Song Lanxue looked Wen Song up and down, “Did the Wen family really not make you feel wronged? It’s all because of grandma’s fault for making you suffer.”
Wen Song’s nose felt sore and he took a breath, “I’m not wronged. Grandma, don’t think too much. Just take medicine, do check-ups and sleep on time as the doctor said. We can go home after your operation is over.”
Suicheng is so big that no place is his real home.
Only a small two-story house in the countryside called Qingshan Town is his destination.
Song Lanxue’s eyes were moist, knowing that Wen Song was filial and sensible, and stopped saying untreatable words.
Didn’t the other party work hard for so many years just to wait for this day?
“Good boy.” She reached out and patted the back of Wen Song’s hand again.
Since Chen Yiyue’s death, Song Lanxue has raised Wen Song alone, and has never felt that life is difficult for so many years, because Wen Song is well-behaved and sensible, and he becomes sensible earlier than other children of the same age.
While others can quarrel with their parents, act coquettishly and shed tears, Xiao Wensong has lost this qualification. He has always maintained a calm personality and talks little. He knew that the family was in trouble since he was a child and would not spend money randomly. He even learned early how to work part-time to make money.
Other parents might be happy, but she felt sorry for little Wensong being too sensible.
Fortune plays a trick on people, this is fate.
There is no space or time to complain. After all, life always belongs to you. Only by cherishing the present and working hard can you create the future.
“By the way, there’s one more thing.” Song Lanxue wiped the tears from her eyes.
“An Alpha came to see me two days ago. The young man is handsome. His name is Xiaoguan. Is he your friend?”
Wen Song was stunned for a moment.
It seemed that Guan Sui would come to visit Song Lanxue.
Listening to Song Lanxue’s address and tone, it was obvious that the other party liked Guan Sui very much.
“Yes,” Wen Song admitted, and said, “He helped me transfer you to this hospital, and he also found the doctor.”
Song Lanxue said this time: “Then you have to be grateful to me.”
Wen Song nodded: “I will.”
There are thousands of ways to be grateful.
But————
Some people only need one.
Song Lanxue yawned, showing a bit of sleepiness, “I’m a little sleepy.”
Wen Song stood up and said, “Grandma, take a good rest. I’ll go back first and come see you another day when I’m free.”
Before leaving, he confessed: “I made the sweet-scented osmanthus cake myself. The doctor said you can eat it. If you are hungry at night or eat it tomorrow.”
After leaving the hospital, Wen Song breathed the air outside, and his heavy heart over the years became extremely relaxed at this moment.
Nothing makes people happier than that Song Lanxue’s condition is getting better day by day.
After boarding the online car-hailing service, Wen Song thought about it and decided to send a message to Guan Sui.
[Ode]: I came to see my grandma today. Her condition is getting better. Thank you.
The other person replied instantly: [Is it just a verbal thank you?】
In addition to this sentence, there is another sentence immediately following: [I said think about it carefully last time. Is there any result now?】
Wen Song knew that Guan Sui had never been a threatening Alpha, otherwise he would not have respected him so much and given him a month to think about it.
Not to mention that he would not help transfer Ms. Song Lanxue to the hospital during his wavering period, and find experts to help arrange surgery.
Even though I know Guan Sui’s intentions are impure, but————
What the other person does is not annoying.
[Ode]: I haven’t thought about it yet.
[Song]: What do you want?
【S】: You.
Alpha never hides his needs and desires.
A simple word is enough to prove it.
[Ode]: Besides me?
【S】：Kiss me.
Wen Song: “”
It seems impossible to make it through.
Guan Sui’s mind was full of filthy things.
But for some reason, he didn’t feel any disgust at all.
【S】：?
【S】: Why don’t you speak?
【S】: If you can’t kiss me, then hug me.
【S】: Didn’t you say that the mistress just needs to take a shower and take off her clothes?Why can’t I get any advantage at all?
【S】: If you don’t want me to sleep or kiss you, you should give me a hug, right?
When Wen Song saw that Guan Sui had adopted the identity of “mistress” and adapted to it very harmoniously, he didn’t know what to say for a moment.
Click on the input method panel, edit a paragraph, delete it and change it to a simple number.
[Ode]: 1.
After sending, turn off the phone screen.
Wen Song’s cheeks were filled with a trace of warmth, and he calmed down while looking at the retreating scene outside the window.