Cicadas stirred up the summer heat and were isolated outside the hospital.
Song Yizhi dressed quietly, with a kind smile on her face, and entered the elevator carrying a heavy handbag.
There were many family members visiting the patient, and they crowded together.
The hand-held package was too full, and the zipper slid open slightly, revealing the red notes inside.
The older woman looked sideways at her and said, "Little girl, you are so brave and you are not afraid of being stared at."
Although everyone has escaped poverty and become rich these days, people with unclean hands and feet are hard to guard against.
Song Yizhi was still sweating slightly on the tip of his nose, and smiled back at the aunt, "I can't help it, I just collected it, I need it urgently."
"Oh, if my family members are sick and need so much money, it must be serious. Look at you, weak as you are, but still very strong!"
"It's not easy to see young people like this nowadays."
The gossips among the aunts never stop, but Song Yizhi realized it.
After getting out of the elevator, the smile on her face became even more friendly.
"Bed No. 4 on the 12th floor." Looking at the message from her aunt on the phone, Song Yizhi realized it.
When she opened the door, she saw a slightly tired woman looking worriedly at the haggard man on the hospital bed.
Seeing someone coming in, Zhang Qing cheered up. When she saw it was Song Yizhi, she became depressed again, "It's you!"
"Isn't it just me? Let me see which foot Song Jianwei stepped into the soil first."
"You...he is your biological father. Do you curse him like this?"
Song Yizhi rolled his eyes at her, completely forgetting his kind smile.
"Am I cursing him? I have this skill, so why not develop a relationship with the cats and dogs on the roadside? At least it can make me happy."
Zhang Qing's face turned even more ugly, "If you don't sincerely come to see your dad, then don't come. We don't welcome you."
"Don't worry, I'm just here to help him save some things, so take them."
Throwing the handbag over, she felt a little distressed. The cheapest bag in the wholesale market was quite sturdy, so it was a waste to give it to them like this.
But anyway, it will be burned in their hands, so just think about it.
She threw it over with great force, and the contents in the bag began to show some color. The red notes were so tempting, making Zhang Qing's gloomy face glow with sunshine.
"You, are you here to give money? You still can't bear to see him die like this, you are such a talkative person..." Before Dou Fuxin could finish his words, Zhang Qing, who reached out to touch the money, started to curse, "You damn bastard
, Song Yizhi, you are too vicious. Being so vicious at such a young age will lead to retribution in the future. Before your father is dead, you should send paper money first. If you are like this, you will never get married in your life. Even if you get married, you will have to divorce.
Children will die young even if they are not disabled, you, you, you..."
Zhang Qing pointed at her and was so stunned by her fierce eyes that he couldn't even curse.
"Zhang Qing, don't forget, the most vicious ones are you and Song Jianwei. You are a mistress, and you still come to beg me to persuade my mother to divorce Song Jianwei. Song Jianwei is even more disgusting. My mother's death has nothing to do with him. I
I came back just so that I could attend his funeral in time."
The things from the People's Bank of Heaven and Earth were also bought with her money, and were reserved for Song Jianwei to use when he went to hell. Being so considerate of them, he actually received so many curses.
She looked at Zhang Qing indifferently.
Song Yizhi has deer eyes, and his current appearance is also very soft and waxy. The fierce look in his side eyes reminded Zhang Qing of that night eight years ago.
Even though her hairstyle is different and her clothes have changed, that look in her eyes still makes people shudder.
After watching Zhang Qing dazed for a long time, Song Yizhi coughed and said, "As for what you just said, it's a rebound."
The childish words made those curses disappear, leaving Zhang Qing to continue cursing after regaining consciousness.
Naturally, she couldn't hear it and left calmly.
Coming out, with a spring breeze on his face, Song Yizhi waited for the elevator for a while, opened it and went in. Unexpectedly, it was the elderly mother again.
"Oh, little girl, this is a family matter that has been resolved. She looks happier than when she came here just now."
