After confirming that Miao Ying had nothing to do, she turned her body and left.

Sitting in the car, Xiao Li took her to the villa.

Along the way, Song Nanqiao was full of worries.

Looking at the rapid reflection outside the window, my mind suddenly filled with the woman standing next to Ruan Yu.

Although she was just a back view, she was sure that she knew her and had seen her, but she could never remember where she had seen her and where she knew her.

He laughed at himself and once wondered if he had Alzheimer's disease, and he couldn't even remember anyone.

Just as I was worried, the phone in my pocket suddenly rang out.

I took out my cell phone and looked at it. It was my mother who called it. She folded her lips and quickly picked it up.

"Jojo..."

On the other end of the phone, Zhang Meiling was crying, her voice trembling with a hoarse and trembling.

"Mom...what happened? Is something wrong?"

She couldn't help but frown, and asked urgently for no reason.

"Jojo, your father..."

Zhang Meiling didn't say anything, but suddenly choked in her throat and she couldn't cry.

Her fingertips trembled as she held the phone, and a bad premonition arose in her heart.

"Mom, tell me slowly, what's wrong with my dad?"

"Your dad is in the hospital now, Qiao Qiao, come..."

Hearing this, his heart tightened suddenly, his head seemed to explode, and he was a little dazed for a moment.

"Xiao Li, take me to the hospital, right away."

After hanging up the phone, she looked cold and spoke up.

Xiao Li heard the clues and didn't ask much. He stepped on the accelerator and ran straight to the hospital.

Song Nanqiao's heart was hanging in her throat, her hands were intertwined without hesitation, and every second was long for her now.

Getting off the car, she headed to the hospital operating room at a speed of 100 meters.

"Jojo..."

When Zhang Meiling saw her, she couldn't help but feel tears in her eyes. She wiped her tears with her hands and pulled her to sit on the chair next to her.

Song Nanqiao looked at it, and then his eyes turned red, "Mom, "Dad, what's wrong with him...?"

Staring at the operating room door, she couldn't imagine why her father, who had always been healthy, suddenly fell down!

"Your father suddenly had a cerebral infarction..."

Zhang Meiling felt so uncomfortable that she looked down at her bandaged hand, her tears were shocked, "What's wrong with your hand?"

"Mom, it's okay, I just accidentally broke the glass and bumped it."

She pulled her hand back indifferently and tried to change the topic, "How long has Dad been in?"

"It's been a while, and it's probably going to be a result."

"Mom, it's okay, don't worry, dad has his own appearance, so there will definitely be no problem."

Song Nanqiao didn't know whether she was comforting herself or her mother, but she silently thought in her heart, not wanting to cry in front of her mother, and forced herself to smile.

Zhang Meiling nodded and wiped the tears at the corner of her eyes with the back of her hand.

"Jojo, I'm fine. Your father has been sick for a long time, but today it was too sudden. I was a little scared. It's okay, don't worry, your father won't have any trouble."

When Song Nanqiao heard this, she felt even more uncomfortable. Misty blew out of her eyes. She held it so hard that she didn't cry.

"Mom, I'll go to the bathroom."

He got up and ran into the bathroom, locked himself inside, and suddenly his body softened, he squatted on the ground, covering his mouth and cried.

A sad voice came out from his lips. Song Nanqiao pinched his arm tightly, bit his lower lip and endured the crying.

She blamed herself, feeling that her father's illness was all caused by herself.

The burden of the entire Song Group lies with him. She is protected by her parents, like a flower in a greenhouse, not affected by any wind and rain from the outside world.

Over time, she slowly neglected this protection.

Now, my father is lying in the operating room.

I owe too much to my parents, and I can't even repay it for my whole life.

My father fell down, but my mother was still strong in front of her, and her heart hurt like a knife.

She couldn't stand this pain.

In this world, only parents are the ones who treat themselves sincerely and give their own efforts.

Fearing that his father had missed his father's out of the operating room, Song Nanqiao worked hard to sort out his emotions.

Back at the door of the operating room, she suppressed the pain in her heart and curled it in her mother's arms.

"Mom, my daughter is unfilial and has not taken good care of you."

Zhang Meiling smiled with relief, raised her hand and stroked her hair, "Jiao Qiao has grown up, and her mother knows that you are very filial, and so is your father. She always praises you in front of me, Qiao Qiao, we are proud to have a sensible daughter like you, so you must be strong now. No matter whether your father can come out smoothly from it, you are the pillar of your mother."

Tears were rolling in her eyes, and she nodded vigorously, "Mom, Dad will definitely be fine, sure."

Song Nanqiao was sure that he did not believe that God would be so unfair to him.

Time passes by minute by minute.

The red light in the operating room suddenly went out, and Song Nanqiao and his mother immediately stood up and surrounded the door with anticipation.

The doctor walked out of the operating room door with a mask.

"The patient's family."

"I am, I am her wife. Please ask the doctor, how is he doing now?"

"Don't worry, the operation is very successful."

In an instant, Zhang Meiling and Song Nanqiao's hearts were finally let go, and tears couldn't help but flow out.

"Thank you, thank you doctor, thank you."

Song's mother kept thanking her.

Song Nanqiao felt that the whole world had changed from gray to color, which was the most willing to hear and the most touching sentence she wanted to hear in her life.

The nurse pushed the hospital bed out of the operating room. Song Haotian closed his eyes and lay quietly on it, wearing a breathing cover, and his face was pale and nearly transparent.

After Song Nanqiao settled down his parents, he followed the doctor to go through a series of procedures.

"Doctor, is my father okay now?"

She was worried, and she felt like she was being pressed by something, and she felt uncomfortable even when she was breathing.

"It's okay, don't worry, it's normal for the elderly to have cerebral infarction, but you must be careful not to let him be too tired. It's best to stay for a while, and not to have too much emotional fluctuations. After all, your father is old and has a medical history before."

She was suddenly shocked and said that her father had a medical history!

But she didn't know at all!

It was obvious that they were deliberately hiding it, for fear that she would get angry.

I felt even more guilty.

Remember every word the doctor gave in your heart.

Back at the ward, Zhang Meiling sat in front of the hospital bed, holding Song Haotian's hand, and lying beside him.

Song Nanqiao's eyes trembled slightly, turned his back, wiped his eyes, walked over, and changed into a smile.

"Mom, it's all right."

Zhang Meiling didn't look at her, looked at her husband lying on the hospital bed and opened her mouth quietly.

"Jojo, look at your father's face, is he much older? I didn't notice it. Today he rarely fell asleep quietly. I noticed that your father had many wrinkles in the corners of his eyes."

Song Nanqiao's wet eyes were flowing at the corners of his eyes.

Yes, my parents are already gray in their temples, why did I realize it now?

In the past, she only thought that home was a harbor in her heart, but now, the pillars of the home are lying on the hospital bed.

"Mom, Dad will definitely be hungry when he wakes up. I'll buy him some light and easy-to-eat porridge, and you must eat something."

"Jojo, mom has no appetite!"

Zhang Meiling turned sideways, grabbed her hand, and shook her head.

"Mom! You have to eat, otherwise you can't stand it. Dad is not here for a day of cultivation. The days are long. If you are in trouble, can you bear it? Could it be that I can't bear to be here alone?"

Zhang Meiling paused and nodded after a while.

"Okay!"

Song Nanqiao smiled and patted her hands.

"Wait for me to come back!"
Chapter completed!