Lovely wife, hard-to-support husband is too domineering

Chapter 549 Pray For Forgiveness (3)
A few minutes later, the ambulance arrived, and the doctor took the unconscious Song Qinghua into the car, and Mu Liang and Aunt Yan followed the car.

Outside the emergency room of the hospital, Mu Liang was sitting on a bench with his hands tightly clasped.Her bright black eyes fell blankly on the palm of her right hand, which was still stained with Song Qinghua's blood.

Although the blood had dried up, Mu Liang still remembered the warm, bloody feeling just now, which was very cautious!
There was a moment of blankness in her mind, and Mu Liang couldn't tell what was going on in her heart at this moment.Maybe she thought about it a lot, but she didn't remember it. The only thing that kept appearing in front of her was that little pink gown, that little dress with not-so-delicate stitches.

The doctor came out wearing a white coat, "Where are the family members?"

Mu Liang got up and went over, "How's the situation?"

"The wound has been healed, so it doesn't seem to be a serious problem at present, but I have to take a film tomorrow morning, and I will be hospitalized for observation for a few days." After the doctor explained, Mu Liang asked some other precautions, and then the nurse sent the patient to the hospital. into the ward.

On the white hospital bed, Song Qinghua's face was pale, and she was lying in the window wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown. Her eyes were tightly closed, her lips were as pale as paper, and no blood could be seen.

The nurse came in to check once, and Mu Liang sat in the chair beside the bed, his eyes didn't know where to fall.On the way to the hospital, Aunt Yan told Mu Liang many things.Including the quarrel between Song Qinghua and Song Aiyu a few days ago, and the reasons why Song Aiyu was kicked out of the house.

In Aunt Yan's narration, Mu Liang probably knew who Sang Yu was, and also knew that Song Aiyu was actually Sang Yu's daughter.

If someone asked Mu Liang, what was she feeling in the bottom of her heart at this moment?She couldn't answer it.

Are you happy?Is it angry?Mu Liang didn't seem to have any other emotions.She was surprisingly calm, like that quiet little lake, without the slightest ripples.

After a while, the person on the bed moved, and Song Qinghua slowly opened his eyes.

Seeing the person on the bed move, Mu Liang got up and walked to the bed, "How are you?"

Hearing Mu Liang's voice, Song Qinghua's eyes fell on her face, but only looked away for a moment.There was no fracture on her body, but soft tissue contusions in many places on her hands and feet, and she needed to rest in bed for a few days.

With one hand propped by his side, Song Qinghua gritted his teeth and wanted to sit up.

"Don't move." Mu Liang pressed her shoulder with his palm, "The doctor said you can't move."

Song Qinghua pursed his lips, stubbornly refusing to listen to persuasion.The infusion needle was still stuck in the back of her right hand. Mu Liang sighed, but still reached out to help her up.

"Did you send me to the hospital?" Song Qinghua asked in a low voice.

Mu Liang nodded, "And Aunt Yan, she will go back to help you get things now, and she will come later."

"Thank you." Song Qinghua thanked him, and raised his hand to touch the thick gauze on his forehead.

"The doctor said you should be fine, but you still need to be hospitalized for observation for a few days." Mu Liang stood in front of the hospital bed, staring at her pale cheeks.

Song Qinghua just nodded, indicating that she had heard it.She sat on the head of the bed with her eyes lowered, Mu Liang couldn't find anything to say, and the atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

"Since you have nothing to do, I'm going to pick up Guoguo." Mu Liang picked up the purse, packed up his things and prepared to leave.

"and many more--"

The moment the door was opened, the person behind finally spoke.Mu Liang faced the door, and only heard Song Qinghua say: "Liang Liang, don't turn around, just stand there and listen to me."

Mu Liang rolled his lips and stood there without moving.

"I..." Song Qinghua's eyes turned sour instantly, and he choked up, "Liangliang, I'm sorry!"

The fingers holding the purse tightened, Mu Liang still turned his back to her.

"Back then I replaced you, who was only three days old, with a child from the Sang family..." Song Qinghua bit his lip, his delicate face was stained with tears, "I'm sorry Liangliang, I was wrong, I made a mistake. wrong!"

Maybe Song Qinghua back then never thought that she would say these three words herself one day!
"Liangliang, can you forgive... me?" Song Qinghua tremblingly opened his mouth after being dazed for a long time.

forgive?

Mu Liang slightly raised the corners of his lips, and the expression in his eyes was still calm, "When my mother told me about my life experience, she definitely asked me to go back to Song's house. I don't know what happened to the other children who were abandoned by their mothers. It’s like that, but deep down in my heart, I really wanted to go back and have a look, to see the... person who gave birth to me.”

Taking a breath, Mu Liang smiled slightly, and said, "Do you still remember, when I was standing in the living room of the Song family that day, what did you say to grandpa?"

Song Qinghua suddenly lost his voice.She said that day: She will always have only one daughter, and that is Song Aiyu.

"Ha ha--"

Mu Liang suddenly smiled, his voice could not hear any ups and downs, "That is my last chance for you, and it is also my last chance for myself!"

The feeling of constriction at the apex of the heart was suffocating, Song Qinghua held his chest with his palm, feeling the pain in his heart.What echoed in her ears were Mu Liang's words, last chance.

Snapped--

The door of the ward was closed, and Song Qinghua looked at Mu Liang who turned to leave, suddenly lifted the quilt, ran out of bed barefoot, and shouted: "Liangliang, wait, wait—"

bump!
The infusion bottle was dragged down by her, and Song Qinghua was also stumbling.She fell to the ground, her palm brushed against the broken glass, and blood was cut immediately.

Aunt Yan happened to push the door open and came in, she couldn't help exclaiming: "Madam, what's wrong with you?"

Putting down the things in her hands and running over, Aunt Yan first pulled out the blood-stained needle on the back of Song Qinghua's hand, and then called the nurse.

"Let me go." Song Qinghua struggled and refused to cooperate.

The two nurses worked together to pull Song Qinghua to the bed. Seeing that her mood was extremely unstable, they gave her an injection to temporarily stabilize her mood and calm down.Aunt Yan stood in front of the bed, her eyes blushing.

If I knew today, why bother at the beginning!How can the knot between their mother and daughter be untied? !
After picking up his son and returning home, when he opened the door, Fu Jinchen was already preparing dinner.The two of them are very busy recently, and when Fu Jinchen can spare time, he will help Mu Liang share the burden.

"Father." Mu Guoguo ran into the kitchen, got bored with Fu Jinchen for a while, and then went to the living room to play.

Mu Liang washed his hands and walked to his side, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

"No." Fu Jinchen lifted his chin lightly and said proudly, "Now my cooking skills are improving rapidly."

Putting his hands under his armpit around his waist, Mu Liang pressed his face against his back, didn't speak, just smiled, and then quietly watched him wash and chop vegetables with an inexplicable expression.

"What's wrong?" Fu Jinchen stopped what he was doing, turned his head and asked the people behind him.

Mu Liang shook his head, not letting him turn around, and stood stubbornly behind him.I don't know how long it took before Fu Jinchen heard her say, "As long as I lean behind you, I won't feel sad."

(End of this chapter)