Marriage with a child: the second wife is too popular

Maybe our voices were too loud, my uncle suddenly opened his eyes and looked at me.

"You're here!"

As he said that, my uncle wanted to sit up from the bed, because he didn't have any strength in his whole body, and he lay back on the bed as soon as he got up a little bit. I looked at it and hurried forward to help him up.

"Uncle, hurry up, I really want to come earlier, but Yichen is too busy with work, so I waited until now to deliver the noodles, but don't worry, uncle, after Yichen said, he will eat whatever you want Do it for you."

When I was talking, Mother Song had already put the noodles in front of my husband, and even fed him with her own hands.

"I thought he wanted to deliver it tonight, but when he just left, the hospital called for an urgent patient, so he went there. Otherwise, he would personally deliver this bowl of noodles to you today."

In fact, I don't want to lie to my uncle, but in order for my uncle to live with perseverance, I can only tell these lies occasionally to deceive my uncle.

Although I said from the beginning that Song Yichen would come to see my uncle, but a month later, this matter has not come true, maybe he is very clear in his heart, all these words I said are just deceiving him, but my uncle is still very happy. Believe me, and I am very happy to cooperate with the doctor's treatment every day.

Uncle Song, who was sitting on the bed and eating noodles, burst into tears involuntarily while eating, and had a smile on his face, which made me feel really uncomfortable.

"This noodle is really delicious. I didn't expect my son's craftsmanship to be so good. It's a pity that it's the first time I've eaten it for so many years. If he can live with us, maybe I can eat it every day. to his cooking."

Seeing her husband like this, Song's mother shed tears sadly.

"Husband, my son will cook for you whatever you want in the future. Didn't Xinxin say just now that as long as you want to eat in the future, my son will cook for you, so starting tomorrow, we will eat meals made by my son, okay? "

Uncle Song ate the noodles desperately, but after a few bites, he suddenly vomited them out, and there was still a lot of blood in the noodles he vomited out.

When I saw the blood, I was very scared and immediately pressed the beeper on the bed.

And Song's mother quickly took out the facial tissue and wiped the blood from her husband's mouth.

And at this moment, someone suddenly broke in. With our surprised faces, Song Yichen helped Uncle Song to the bed and fell asleep peacefully, and stretched out his hand to gently stroke his chest.

When I realized it, I realized that this person was none other than Song Yichen. This surprised both me and Song's mother, especially Song's father who was lying on the hospital bed.

Papa Song, who was lying on the bed, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Son, you are here. I thought you would not come to see me when I died. I didn't expect you to come today. Even if I die now, I will rest in peace."

As Father Song spoke, tears flowed quietly from the corners of his eyes.

"Didn't the doctor tell you not to eat too fast and not to eat too much every meal? Have you all forgotten? If I wasn't here just now, do you know that you are already It's gone."

When I saw Song Yichen talking so excitedly, I knew he was embarrassed to come in just now, so he followed me quietly.

But thanks to him coming here, otherwise, if something goes wrong with uncle at this time, he might regret it for the rest of his life.

"I'm sorry, actually these doctors gave me instructions, but it was the first time I ate the noodles you made, so I was very excited, and these things you made were really delicious, so I forgot about these instructions , but don't worry, I will definitely not do this next time."

Although Song Yichen's tone of voice was very fierce, it exuded a deep sense of concern.

I looked at them, and I suddenly missed Mama Wu and the others!I've been so busy for a while, I haven't gone back to see them for a long time, and I don't know when I will be able to find time to go home and see them.

"If you want to eat something in the future, you can ask Xinxin to come back and tell me. I'll help you do it. You don't have to gobble it up like this. Don't you know what your situation is now? I don't want the doctor to pay for it." Work hard, you spoiled me like this for nothing."

And at this moment, Uncle Song's attending doctor ran in.

"Did something happen to the patient in bed 32?"

Seeing Song Yichen's anxious expression, I could only smile awkwardly.

And at this moment Song Yichen walked over.

When the attending doctor recognized Song Yichen as the director of the general hospital, he immediately smiled.

"President Song, when will you come to our hospital when you have time? Why didn't you notify me when you came, and let us welcome you well?"

I saw that the attending doctor was very handsome, but his speech was full of flattery, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

I don't know how his medical skills are. If it really doesn't work, Uncle Song can actually be transferred to a general hospital. Besides, in this city, the general hospital's technology is top-notch.

"I just came to see a friend today. I didn't expect my friend to be your patient."

As soon as he heard that bed 32 was Song Yichen's friend, the attending doctor came to the bed very anxiously, and listened around with a bug. After confirming that there was no problem, he breathed a sigh of relief.

But when he saw the blood on the ground, he frowned.

"I didn't expect your friend, Dean Song, to come to our hospital for treatment, but your friend's condition is not very optimistic, but if Dean Song takes action, I believe the condition is not very difficult."

Although the attending doctor apparently invited Song Yichen to help treat Uncle Song together, anyone with a brain knows that if the disease is really cured, such an honor must belong to their hospital, but if it fails , he will put all the responsibilities on the head of the general hospital.

Besides, a disease like Uncle Song's is also a difficult problem in the world. How could it be as simple as he said? He just wanted to use the strength of the general hospital to elevate his status.　
"Actually, I just found out that my friend is being treated in your hospital, but I also know a little bit about his condition, but I think your hospital is probably not qualified for this condition, so I will discuss it with your director and let him He was transferred to my general hospital for treatment."

As soon as Director Li heard that his uncle was going to be transferred to a general hospital, his face immediately turned ugly, but Song Yichen pretended not to see anything.

"But you are his attending doctor and you should know more about his condition than I do. So after being transferred to our hospital, I hope that Director Li can actively cooperate with our treatment."

I watched that Director Li still had a face for a second, but when Song Yichen said that he hoped that he would actively cooperate, the smile on his face changed, making me feel disgusted.

"President Song, look at what you said. We all have to think about the patients. Besides, the conditions of your general hospital must be much better than ours. Besides, it is the best choice for patients to transfer to your hospital. , if I encounter any difficulties in the future, I will actively cooperate, but Dean Song, my letter of recommendation..."

Song Yichen turned around and looked at his father on the hospital bed before Director Li finished speaking.

"You can take a good rest. After I finish the handover, you can be transferred to the general hospital."

Father Song on the hospital bed didn't say anything, just looked at his son with tears in his eyes.

"Then Director Li will leave it to you. I still have something to do. I will send someone over to discuss this matter tomorrow. As for your matter, I will consider it."

After speaking, Song Yichen took my hand and was about to leave, but when he walked in front of Mother Song, he stopped.

"I've worked hard on you tonight, but I will arrange the best nurses to take care of him when he arrives at the general hospital, and then you will be a little more relaxed."

Maybe Song's mother didn't expect that her son would say such words to her, so she looked at her son at a loss.

When she realized it, she quickly took her son's hand and said.

"Mom is not tired, you go back and have a good rest, don't be too tired."

Even with just a few simple words, Mother Song showed a look of happiness.

After we left the hospital, Song Yichen didn't say anything, I know he has made great progress today, maybe he needs to digest it properly.

Even I can't accept today's progress, so when I go back, I have to think about how to continue this matter, or whether I can buy red wine to celebrate tomorrow.

Since Song Yichen said that night that Uncle Song was going to be transferred to their hospital, I didn't expect him to finish the matter the next day.

This speed surprised both me and Song's mother. After being transferred to the general hospital, Song Yichen would occasionally visit him once or twice, but every time he went, he always pulled a face, but Uncle Song was already very happy.

Perhaps Song Yichen's changes gave Uncle Song a reason to live, so when he was transferred to a general hospital, his condition gradually improved.

Now, apart from being able to walk on the ground by myself, the amount of food for each meal has gradually increased.

Although we are all very happy that Uncle's condition has improved, Song Yichen is not happy, and keeps showing his face every day. Sometimes when I ask him, he just ignores him and kicks me out, I know He's under a lot of pressure, but his uncle's condition is under control. Isn't he happy?

For example, now I am sitting alone in the living room watching TV, but he is sitting alone in the study feeling unhappy.

In fact, I know that cancer, although it is getting better now, does not mean that it can be completely cured, so I can imagine how much pressure he is under, but it is not a solution for him to pull his face like this every day.

I was really uncomfortable sitting on the sofa, so I stood up quickly, and when I came to the study, I didn't dare to go in, because I was afraid that I would be kicked out like the last two times, which made me very embarrassing.

Just when I was hesitating, the door of the study opened.

"Why are you standing at my door?"

I looked at his questioning tone and didn't know what to say, so I could only smile awkwardly.

"I'm not standing at your door. I just want to come over and ask you, are you hungry? I'm hungry. I want to eat the noodles you made for me."

At this moment, Song Yichen looked at me with a displeased face.

"Miss Lan, if I remember correctly, it seems like it's only been an hour since we finished eating. Your digestion ability is too strong. Are you planning to gain weight?"