Fast time travel: He made up for his mistakes in the plane

Chapter 89 No. 6 Sugar Cane [-]
Song Kang had done a full set of examinations before, which were very detailed. After Wang Min asked Dr. Zhao, he prescribed medicine, and he was discharged from the hospital.

When the two returned home, they went back to their houses to rest.

Wang Min yawned.

Set the alarm clock on the mobile phone, and get up to make soup until 04:30.

She drew the curtains, and the room became dark. She lay on the bed, closed her eyes, and soon fell into a dark and sweet dream.

Another room.

Song Kang was sitting in front of the desk, holding a pen in his hand, staring at the homework book in front of him without blinking, with bulging veins on the back of his hand, scribbling lines on the paper with no expression on his face.

Through the back of the paper, no, through a few pieces of paper.

Damn!

Damn it! ! !

What went wrong!
Why did it change all of a sudden!

His mother explained to him that it was a car accident, and his father was superstitious. Yes, he knew that his father believed in those things. There were always Guan Gong and Lucky Cats in the shop, and he never forgot to pay respects to his ancestors during the holidays. , From time to time, he would go to the temple on the mountain to burn incense, but, but, why was it just that day. Anyway, he felt very strange.

Surgery has been booked.

Preoperative examinations were also done.

To put it bluntly, he was lying on the hospital bed waiting to be pushed to the operating room. Even if something serious happened, the old man should put his operation first, instead of canceling it because of a bad omen.

The point is, from yesterday to today, my father didn't come to see me.

Even Song An didn't see it.

The operation failed, and he is still home now. According to this situation, it is unlikely to have another operation in a short time. The longer the time is delayed, the more unfavorable it will be for him.

Song Kang felt uneasy.

He didn't like the feeling of being out of control.

tear it up-

A long mark was drawn on the paper, he pursed his lips, and directly tore the book into pieces and threw it into the trash can.

Get up and pour a cup of hot water to drink.

Perhaps, he should give Song An a little bit of sweetness.

Song Kang planned this way.

However, when he learned at the dinner table that Song An was going to college this year, his expression changed. Even his master-level acting skills could not conceal the ferocious expression on his face and the deep jealousy in his eyes.

"Little An is going to college?" He couldn't believe it, "Then what should I do?"

Then, until the exam, you don't have to think about surgery.

And only two months in the middle
He has been ill for many years, and he understands it better than anyone else. During the period of recovery, the time may not be enough.

My mother said before, to make him feel at ease, saying that this year will be fine, and next year Song An will repeat the study with him and go to the same university.

Yes.

This is very unfair to Song An.

But, is it fair to him?

If it wasn't for Song An fighting him for nutrition in his stomach, he wouldn't either.
Song An's grades are already good, and seeing the outside world again, it is absolutely, absolutely impossible to be controlled by him again, and he will never be coerced by his parents' economic sanctions and moral constraints. He has the ability, and maybe he will never again return.

Thinking of the cooked duck flying, but his father still supported him, Song Kang's heart was tightly gripped by something, and he couldn't breathe.

Wang Min lowered his head guiltily.

Song Shi took a sip of his cold beer and glanced at him, "What should I do? What should you do? Do you think the whole family will be around you alone?"

Song Kang choked.

Holding the chopsticks tightly with his fingers, he bit his lip and subconsciously asked Wang Min for help.

Song An buried his head in the white rice, trying to reduce his sense of existence.

Speak for Song Kang?
Sorry, he stopped talking to him a long time ago.

Although the two are twin brothers, Song Kang is not stupid, he can see clearly what Song Kang has done to him all the time, and understands that the two are actually worse than strangers.

This surgery was supposed to be the last time he would bond with Song Kang and this family.

Moreover, if he really said something, Song Kang would definitely seize the opportunity to push him down and do more aggressive things, and his mother would hate him even more, and even now that he can take the exam normally, he would give up because of this.

So be it.

I am an air, please ignore me.

Wang Min got his precious son's request for help, and glared at Song Shi, "If you don't know how to speak well, don't say it!"

Song Kang: You said it and pretended not to say it.

Turning around, he assured his son gently: "Don't worry, Mom and Dad are concerned about your affairs, and you should take good care of your body."

"kindness."

Song Kang obediently agreed.

A meal is spent in different minds of the family.

After dinner, Song Shi called the insurance company to inquire about the car.

Song An also returned to the room.

Wang Min wanted to call him to wash the dishes, but thought of the man's explanation, so he could only clean up the table with a gloomy face and went into the kitchen with the bowls and chopsticks.

Song Kang sat in the living room watching TV.

His eyes were wandering, his brows were furrowed, and it was obvious that his attention was not on the screen.

Could it be that grandparents knew.
No.

My parents didn't tell them about this at all. If they really knew, they would have come to the house to make a fuss.

What is the reason?
When Wang Min came out of washing the dishes, he saw the distressed look on his sweetheart's face.

He sat alone on the sofa.

Even the lively TV series can't dispel the loneliness that exudes from him.

Wang Min's heart was being pricked by a needle.

"What's the matter, Bao, are you feeling sick again?" She hurried over.

Song Kangqiang held his smile and raised his head, he was very considerate: "Mom, I'm fine."

"It's okay to frown, is it hurting again?" She hurried to find medicine, and poured water from the cup, "Hurry up and eat."

Song Kang didn't move.

Looking down at a handful of medicines in her hand, her thin lips were tightly pursed.

Wang Min's heart suddenly lifted, "Xiaokang."

But there was a wry smile on Baby Pimple's pale face, with tears in his eyes, and he looked at her pitifully, "Mom, I don't want to take medicine anymore."

Wang Min: "."

"How can you not take the medicine? Be darling, take the medicine quickly, and you will be fine after taking it. Have you forgotten what Dr. Zhao said? Be obedient."

"Mom, I really don't want to take it. I'm not going to get better. I know I'm not going to get better! No matter how much medicine I take, I won't get better!" He sobbed, tears hitting his skinny body one by one. On the back of the hand, "I don't want to take medicine anymore, it's useless. In fact, this is also good."

"It's fine if I die like this. Anyway, there is Song An at home. Even if I'm gone, my parents still have him, so they won't be so sad."

"He studies well, will be successful in the future, and will take good care of his parents."

"And I will only cause trouble for the family and drag the family down."

"I might as well die sooner!"

"Mom, but Mom, I can't bear you, you are so kind to me. I will be your son in my next life!"

"Mom, I will bless our family in the sky, bless you and dad in good health, and bless Song Anshun with all your wishes, I will"

"But, I really... I'm really envious"

Wang Min hugged his son and cried loudly.

At the sliding door from the balcony to the living room, Song Shi's face was so gloomy that he could drip water.

In the guest bedroom, Song An held the pen in his hand, unable to put it down for a long time.

(End of this chapter)