Looking at the bubbling oxygen bottle, Bo Jiayan felt a little heavy.

Song Lifang half open eyes, eyes some chaos, lost the past God color, Bo Jiayan slightly choked, sitting on the bedside, gently holding her hand without infusion, called: "Mom."

Song Lifang's hand slightly smoked, but no strength, action is very small. But this has already expressed her mind. She still has resentment against Bo Jiayan and doesn't want to be intimate with him.

Bo Jiayan slipped down his throat. Wen looked at the haggard song Lifang and said, "I'm sorry, mom."

Song Lifang's hand, in the palm of Bo Jiayan's hand, was quiet for a moment. Looking at Bo Jiayan's eyes, she was filled with tears. She called weakly: "Jiayan..."

"Mom, don't say anything now." Boka said softly, "you haven't recovered yet."

"After recovery?" Song Lifang looked at Bo Jiayan eagerly. Her voice was hoarse, like a broken string.

Bochayan listened and bowed his head.

"Jiayan..." Tears slide out of song Lifang's eyes, feeling a little excited.

She raised the hand in the infusion, Bo Jiayan quickly raised his head, put her hand under control, said: "Mom, in the infusion, don't move, it will swell."

Song Lifang sliding throat to see him, eyes are full of tears, red eyes people can't bear to see.

"You promised mom..." She has some stubborn pursuit.

She knows more about this son, he said sorry, does not mean repentance, perhaps straight forward.

She wanted to hear his promise. She was a little short of breath.

He took song Lifang's hand and gently kissed: "Mom, promise me, it will be better."

Song Lifang blinked slightly.

Bochayan took her hand and touched his forehead. He couldn't say anything about the separation between bochayan and bochayan.

Seeing the hesitation of her son, song Lifang felt a twinge of pain in her heart.

The machine called, Bo Jiayan slightly panic, quickly called the nurse doctor. Some movement awakened Bo en.

She came to the ICU in a hurry, and the doctor was treating song Lifang, with a look of silence. She and bochayan watched through the glass window, with a heavy heart.

"What did you say to grandma?" Bo en's tone is slightly heavy.

It was because he didn't say anything that song Lifang was disappointed.

Bo Jiayan clenched his cheek, turned slowly and looked at Bo en en: "anyway, I don't want to give up you."

"Do you want to let Grandma go?" Bo en en was stunned. "Anyway, she has raised you for more than 20 years. Aren't you so cruel, little uncle?"

Bocha was silent, and his expression was a little painful. He looked even colder.

The doctor and the nurse came out. Bo en went up and asked, "Dr. Wang, how's my grandmother?"

"Give her a break first, don't disturb her." Doctor Wang said lightly, "there are nurses watching, Miss Bo Shaobo. You all go to have a rest first."

The doctor's tone is not good. It is not clear that song Lifang's situation is not optimistic.

The medical staff left with a nurse in the ward.

Bo Jia gently embraces Bo en en's waist: "en en, let's have breakfast."

"Can you still eat it?" Bo en Leng said, "I can't eat it."

Bo Jiayan suddenly gave a sneer: "even if there is something wrong with grandma, the sinner is me, not you. You don't have to be guilty. You have to eat. "

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