Wang Minglan pushed herself up and cursed at Luo Mingsheng: "How could you do this to my daughter?"
Luo Mingsheng was dejected: "I didn't do anything."
"You don't need to tell me whether you did it or not. I know it in my heart. You are a sinister person. It's not enough to harm your own son. You also want to harm my daughter."
Wang Minglan cursed and had tears in her eyes.
Luo Mingsheng was most afraid of her crying. When she cried, he felt like the sky was about to collapse.
He patted his thigh: "Don't cry, don't cry. Your health is not good to begin with. If you continue to cry, you will still have a few days to live."
"If you don't let my daughter get better, what's the point of living for me."
Luo Mingsheng sighed helplessly: "Don't cry, I know what to do."
"You promise me that you will never cause trouble to my daughter again."
He snorted coldly: "As long as she doesn't come to trouble me, why should I trouble her?"
Wang Minglan gave him an angry look, took Song Yiqing's hand, and looked at her kindly.
"Don't worry, he won't dare to do anything to you again. If he does something stupid again, you come to me and I will take care of her."
There was a ray of light in her cloudy eyes.
Facing her burning eyes, Song Yiqing felt a little guilty.
She just used her feelings to achieve her own goals.
"good."
After the matter was resolved, Wang Minglan's mood calmed down a bit, and she was really embarrassed to stay here any longer.
"Nanny, I'm much better now, so I won't disturb you anymore. Remember to go home for dinner when you have time."
Song Yiqing helped her out of bed and said, "Okay."
The Luo family's car drove away from the hospital, and the onlookers dispersed.
The scene they imagined did not appear, and the Luo family did not seem to cause any trouble.
For several days in a row, Song Yiqing's medical clinic resumed its usual flow of people.
Song's Medical Clinic is becoming more and more famous, and there is an endless stream of people coming to see the doctor.
On this day, Song Yiqing received a piece of news from the patient.
"Doctor Xiao Song, I heard that you are related to the Luo family?"
Song Yiqing paused while applying the acupuncture: "What can I do for you?"
The man saw that she had a bad look on her face, so he changed the topic with a smile: "It's okay, it's okay, I just asked casually."
He changed his words, but the searching eyes could not deceive anyone.
Song Yiqing pretended to be nonchalant and said, "You'd better tell me directly, otherwise I'm afraid you'll hold it in your stomach and worry too much."
He smiled coquettishly: "Nothing else, I just heard that Luo Ming is sick. It seems to be quite serious."
Song Yiqing's heart skipped a beat. When she saw him a few days ago, he was eager to teach her a lesson.
After not seeing each other for a few days, rumors spread that he was seriously ill.
She said nothing, and the man wisely did not say any more.
The doctor had almost left, and Song Yiqing sat absentmindedly on the chair, her mind filled with what the doctor had said.
She shook her head, forcing herself not to think about it.
She secretly warned herself that she had nothing to do with Luo Mingsheng.
The next day, another group of people came to the hospital.
While waiting in line, everyone chatted about their family affairs and kept talking about the interesting things that happened recently.
After going around and around, he ended up with the Luo family.
"Have you heard? Luo Mingsheng is ill. It seems that he is ill."
"I heard it, I heard it. Good people don't live long, but disasters last a thousand years. I think he might be faking it."
"No, no, I'm definitely not pretending. I heard that the Luo family spends a lot of money to seek medical treatment."
The speaker looked disdainful: "Who with a conscience would go to see a doctor for him? He has done too many bad things, and he must have been punished."
The voices of several people spoke louder and louder each time, and someone nearby who knew the inside story couldn't help but remind them.
"Are you here to queue up for medical treatment, or are you here to gossip? Be polite and stop talking."
"What does it have to do with you when we say we do it? Do we want you to take care of it?"
She spoke mercilessly, rolled her eyes, and then said, "Why is Luo Ming the most evil person in his life still afraid of others telling him?"
Seeing that she was out of touch, everyone pulled her aside and explained the relationship between Song Yiqing and Luo Mingsheng.
The man opened his mouth wide in surprise. His unguarded mouth offended others without even realizing it.
She quickly apologized to Song Yiqing: "I'm sorry, I didn't deliberately arrange Luo Mingsheng. I don't know your relationship, so I hope you don't want to be on the same level as me."
Song Yiqing did not raise her head from beginning to end, concentrating on doing her own thing.
Seeing her in a dilemma, he comforted her and said, "Don't worry, Luo Mingsheng and I have nothing to do with each other."
"Sorry, sorry."
She apologized twice more, retreated into the queue, and kept her mouth shut.
Song Yiqing said she didn't care, but in fact her heart was filled with turmoil.
She restrained her inner impulse and forced herself to calm down to treat them.
As the sun rises in the east and sets in the west, the day's work is coming to an end.
Song Yiqing saw off the last guest and looked at the time. It was still some time before Fang Jinnian was out of school.
She simply cleaned up, changed her clothes, and closed the door of the medical clinic.
She wanted to calm down quietly, and unknowingly came to the door of the kindergarten.
Listening to the loud sound of reading inside, her thoughts wandered far, far away.
The dream brought her back to the days when she was a child, suffering from cold, hunger and hard work.
Days are like ice, you can only peek into the happiness of others through the hard ice.
At that time, she wished she had parents who loved her.
Song Yiqing lost her mind and was infected by the original owner's emotions.
The system beeped twice in her mind: "Host, there is a new mission."
"What mission?"
"Rescue Luo Mingsheng and reward 1,000 points."
Song Yiqing let out a long sigh, thinking it was just for points, she went to see if Luo Mingsheng was seriously ill as reported outside.
Before she could recover, someone suddenly slapped her from behind.
"Why are you here today?"
Fang Huai'an wasted no time in preparing to pick up Fang Jinnian from school.
Song Yiqing pursed her lips: "There are not many people in the medical clinic this afternoon, so I just wanted to pick Jinnian up early."
Fang Huaian also recently heard the news that Luo Ming was seriously ill, but he selfishly did not tell her.
She looked sad and worried.
He probably guessed that Song Yiqing knew it.
"I have something to tell you."
"I have something to tell you."
The two of them spoke in unison, and Fang Huaian smiled: "You go ahead and say it."
Song Yiqing crossed her arms, still a little confused inside.
"I heard that Luo Ming was seriously ill, I..."
Her hesitant manner was very different from her usual vigorous and resolute manner.
Fang Huaian came straight to the point: "Are you worried about him?"
After hesitating for a moment, Song Yiqing nodded.
Fang Huaian can understand that blood relationship is a magical thing that connects two people invisibly.
"Since you are worried about him, why not go and have a look."