Morbid and vicious!The boss in the Beijing circle is pampered into a crying bag

It seems that Mr. Song of her family did not tell others the reason for her real coma when she was in a coma.

Lu Zhaozhao was moved in his heart.

Song Sinian has always respected every decision she made, even if he didn't know why she did it, he would support her as always.

Having such a husband really made her very confident.

Lu Zhaozhao pursed his lips, "Mom, I'm fine, I just got sick accidentally, it's not a big deal."

"What do you mean it's not a big deal?" Wen Qingyu was instantly unhappy.

She frowned, "Zhao Zhao, do you know that you have to take your body seriously?"

"Yes, little sister, you are the eldest lady of our Xia family now, you can order others to do whatever you want, so you don't have to work so hard." Xia Wenyan followed Wen Qingyu's words and started talking.

Xia Wenjue also nodded, "The fourth brother is right, you don't have to take care of many things by yourself, with our family backing you, there is nothing you can't solve."

He was worried that Lu Zhaozhao fell ill because of too much pressure on the affairs between Xia Wenjin and Xia's family.

He somewhat blamed himself.

Xia Wenqing had the same thoughts as Xia Wenjue, and most of the arguing with Xia Wenjin was handled by him, which made him feel even more uncomfortable.

At that time, he had been thinking about how to beat Xia Wenjin to death to the greatest extent, but he never thought about how much external pressure Lu Zhaozhao would suffer during this period.

Especially when Xia Wenjin was still on the same crew as her.

He was negligent.

Mr. Song stood aside and listened to each of the Xia family expressing their opinions. He glanced at Song Sinian with a bit of resentment, and followed suit.

"Family, our Song family is also responsible for Zhaozhao's illness. We promise that we will be more careful with Zhaozhao in the future than before!"

Mr. Song is afraid that if he speaks slowly, his precious granddaughter-in-law will be taken home.

Wen Qingyu and Xia Ne are not unreasonable people.

They know that when people eat whole grains, they will always get sick.

It was because they didn't take care of Lu Zhaozhao growing up, so they paid special attention to her every move now.

Not to mention knowing that she suddenly fell ill...

But the attitude of the Song family made Wen Qingyu feel much better.

It's not good for her to directly lay all the responsibility for this matter on others.

Xia Ne naturally noticed his wife's state, so he looked at Mr. Song and said, "Master, Zhao Zhao's illness is not something that can be controlled by human beings. You have been tossing around all night, and now Zhao Zhao is awake, and the doctor said it's all right, everyone. Why don't you all go to rest?"

It's okay for them to talk about it, but Mr. Song is really old. If he accidentally falls ill, Zhao Zhao will probably suffer again.

The old man glanced at the people present, then at Song Sinian who was silent beside him, sighed helplessly, and nodded slightly.

Xia Ne glanced at the sons beside him and Song Sinian again, "You guys also follow me to the lounge, Zhaozhao has Zhenzhen and your mother here."

In fact, he was helping Wen Qingyu to get some time to spend alone with Lu Zhaozhao.

Xu Zhenzhen is Lu Zhaozhao's best friend, if something happened, she should also relax and say it.

Xia Ne took a look at Wen Qingyu, nodded at her, and took all these reluctant brats away.

Song Sinian was the most reluctant, but looking at Lu Zhaozhao's pale face, he hesitated for a moment, but just in time saw Lu Zhaozhao's worried eyes.

In an instant, his clenched fists slowly loosened, and finally he nodded lightly at Lu Zhaozhao, and left with the members of the Xia family.

For a while, only Xu Zhenzhen, Wen Qingyu and Lu Zhaozhao were left in the ward.

Xu Zhenzhen sat on the edge of the hospital bed, held Lu Zhaozhao's little hand tightly with one hand, and asked, "Zhaozhao, are you hungry? Do you want to eat now?"

"She just woke up, so she can have some porridge first." Wen Qingyu reminded her in a low voice, and Xu Zhenzhen immediately brought over the millet pumpkin porridge that was placed on the bedside table.

Wen Qingyu placed a small table for Lu Zhaozhao, and the two of them looked like they were taking care of a three-year-old baby, eager to feed her mouthful.

Lu Zhaozhao looked at the two of them dumbfounded, "I just have a little fever, and it's not like I can't move anymore, so you don't have to be busy, just sit down."

As she spoke, she reached out and held the arms of the two, as if she would not let go if they did not give up.

Wen Qingyu and Xu Zhenzhen looked at each other and could only compromise.

The two sat almost on both sides of the bed, watching Lu Zhaozhao leaning against the bed and eating millet pumpkin porridge.

The ward was eerily quiet for a while, except for the occasional sound of Lu Zhaozhao scooping up porridge bowls with a spoon.

Lu Zhaozhao really couldn't stand this kind of atmosphere, he looked helplessly at the two people in front of him, "I'm really fine, I..."

"Zhaozhao, is it really because you have a sudden cold that you have a fever this time?" Wen Qingyu looked at Lu Zhaozhao's pale face, and finally couldn't hold back his words.

Seeing that Lu Zhaozhao was obviously stunned, she was afraid that she would misunderstand, so she explained again, "I'm not trying to pry into your privacy, I just want you to know that mom can let you rely on it, and you can tell mom about anything." .”

Xu Zhenzhen also took Lu Zhaozhao's little hand, "I think so too. Your condition last night didn't look like a common cold and fever. Did that little bitch Xia Wenjin bully you again?"

Thinking of Xia Wenjin's coquettish operation, she couldn't help but frown.

She knew before that this woman was not a good bird, but who thought she would be so vicious? ?
Lu Zhaozhao's eyes turned back and forth on the faces of Wen Qingyu and Xu Zhenzhen, and then he sighed helplessly, "Actually... the reason why I came to the hospital was because I saw a psychiatrist."

"Psychiatrist?" Wen Qingyu immediately became nervous, "Zhao Zhao, are you okay?"

She knew how Lu Zhaozhao was treated at the Lu family before, but she never heard that she was going to receive psychological treatment...

It was she who neglected.

Children who have been mentally abused for so many years may look bright and cheerful on the surface, but they may be covered with scars behind them.

It was her mother who was too unqualified.

When Wen Qingyu thought about it, her eyes turned red.

Xu Zhenzhen also looked at Lu Zhaozhao worriedly.

The uneasy gaze of the two made the whole person a little numb.

She coughed lightly, and said a little embarrassedly: "I went to see a psychiatrist not because of any psychological trauma, but because I fell down the stairs when I was a child, so I went to a psychiatrist for hypnosis, to see if I can remember Wake up to the situation at that time..."