After the first movie: the president's husband takes it home

Chapter 330 Song Feihan 4
The moment he saw her, even she could clearly feel that he seemed to have let go of all his defenses, and his eyes radiated hope again.

He stood up, wearing a long white striped hospital gown.

He is tall, more than half a head taller than Song Chujiu.

About 1.8 meters five or more.

The loose hospital gown was empty on him.

Song Chujiu looked at him with a sore nose: "Let's go home with my sister."

She looked at him with warm eyes, but her hands were tightly clenched together.

She knew at a glance that the young man in front of her was not in a good condition.

His body may have gone through two or three years of tossing in the hospital, and his body and spirit are extremely weak.

When she saw Song Feihan, the anger in her heart almost broke through the defense of her reason.

How ruthless it must be to deal such a ruthless hand to a 16-year-old boy!
Sooner or later, she will let Song Na and the others suffer the consequences!

The doctor laughed dryly, and said, "Here are some precautions. Miss Song, please put them away. The patient should not be too irritated. There is nothing wrong with the rest."

The doctor's eyes dodged a little, and he hardly dared to look at Song Chujiu's sharp sword-like eyes.

He walked up to Song Chujiu and looked at Song Chujiu with a childlike smile: "I knew that my sister would come to pick me up. They all told me that my sister would not come, but I knew that my sister would definitely come." will come."

He coughed twice, his face was sickly white.

Seeing him like this, Song Chujiu felt very distressed.

She held his hand, like the strong Song Chujiu who almost shed tears.

She gritted her teeth: "Go, sister will take you back."

Then, kill them!
...

Along the way, Song Feihan, who was sitting in the co-pilot, always had a smile on his face.

He babbled, looking at the front and talking to himself.

Those words seemed to be addressed to Song Chujiu, but they didn't seem to be addressed to her.

"When I first came, I always wanted my sister to come to me, but they told me that my sister would not come, and I couldn't believe it."

"They have to say I'm mentally ill, but I know I'm not at all."

"Later, doctors kept coming and had to take me to a small room. I didn't know what to do, and they said they were giving me psychological treatment."

Song Chujiu frowned and interrupted: "What psychotherapy?"

Song Feihan blinked, and his curled eyelashes cast a shadow on his face: "I don't know what kind of psychotherapy it is."

After Fat Mei heard this, her heart ached so badly: "Look at your small arms and legs, they are even thinner than Chujiu. When I go back, Fat Sister will make up for you!"

"So thin, a gust of wind could blow you away."

Fat Mei looked at the slender and delicate boy in front of her, which aroused her overflowing... maternal love.

After receiving Song Feihan, Song Chujiu took him back to his apartment.

Song Feihan's room had been prepared a long time ago. The room was decorated very warmly. The warm yellow and white room looked like sunshine.

Fat Mei took down the sun-dried quilt and spread it out.

While making the bed, Fat Mei looked at Song Feihan who was standing at the door and said, "It's not that Chujiu didn't come to see you, she tried her best to find out about you, but we didn't expect that they would hide your name in order to prevent us from finding out. You're hiding in a mental hospital for the deaf."

(End of this chapter)