I wish you a long life and good health, and great merits.

Song Xiangyang hurriedly explained, "Qingqing, at that time, Dad just wanted to have fewer conflicts in the family. After all, we are all human beings, so how could I ignore you? You are my first child, so how could Dad not love you?"

"But I am the most mediocre. In your eyes, my mediocrity is a sin. I am no longer the little girl who longed for the love of my father and mother. When I remove the filter of you and think back to these years from beginning to end, guess what I still don't understand?"

Under the same roof, couldn't Song Xiangyang see the grievances suffered by the original owner? Didn't he know? He just chose to accept it, sacrificing one person for the happiness of the whole family.

Song Xiangyang and his wife, one plays the good guy and the other plays the bad guy.

Song Xiangyang's face turned pale, and he moved his mouth. He didn't know what to say for a moment: I'm right. Who doesn't have fingers of different lengths? The family has limited resources. Only by giving good resources to outstanding children can the family move forward. If you are good enough, how can I ignore it? You have a low status in the family, and you can only blame yourself for not being good enough.

Song Xiangyang calmly tried to clear himself up, "Dad is busy with work and he's a rough guy, so he didn't pay attention. It doesn't mean I don't love you."

"Oh, love me, then don't worry about the Yan family's affairs."

"You are young, and Yan Jun is cunning. I'm afraid you can't handle it..."

Song Qingqing interrupted Song Xiangyang, "I'm informing you, not discussing with you. Are you sure you want to get involved and discuss the money issue with me? I can tell you with certainty that not only will you not be able to take my compensation, you will also lose all your dignity and face."

Song Xiangyang looked at Song Qingqing deeply, "Okay, if you need help, call me, Qingqing, we are blood relatives, and the blood relationship cannot be broken."

When Yan Jun looked for Song Xiangyang again, Song Xiangyang asked Yan Jun to find Song Qingqing.

"You are her father, you should make the decision. Children only get angry and don't consider things comprehensively." If I hadn't heard that Song Qingqing and Xia Yunmei had a bad relationship, I would have gone to find Xia Yunmei.

"But I can't control her. My daughter has her own ideas. My husband and I can't control her. You can go to her directly."

Yan Jun: "..." How can you be so useless? Being a parent like this is such a failure. You can't even take care of a 16-year-old girl.

"Also, your son's affairs have nothing to do with my little girl. Everything is your son's own decision and he is self-righteous."

"Does it matter? Everyone knows that my stupid son has never been in love and was played a fool by your little girl. If this matter cannot be resolved satisfactorily, I will not let it go."

Yan Jun went to inquire about Song Qingqing's condition first. When he heard the nurse say that Song Qingqing was not seriously injured and only had multiple abrasions and bruises on her body, he happily turned around and walked towards Song Qingqing's ward.

Nurse: "..." Why did you leave? I haven't finished my words yet.

Yan Jun found Song Qingqing, smiling and speaking sincerely, "Niece, this is a gift from your uncle. I'm so sorry. I apologize to you on behalf of Yan Bin."

Yan Jun wiped his tears and said, "Don't worry, niece. Even if I have to sell everything I have, I will raise money to pay for your medical expenses. It's my family that is sorry for you..."

Song Qingqing: "..." If I hadn't used hacking technology to check in advance that you and your wife have 60 yuan in savings, I would have really believed that you were so poor.

"Niece, uncle begs you to spare Yan Bin. He is just a young and foolish man. He likes your sister. Your sister always tells him that you bullied him, so he comes here to vent his anger on his sweetheart..." Yan Jun cried with snot and tears, looking pitiful at all.

Song Qingqing's eyes were calm and her face was calm: You talk too much nonsense, you'll be scared to death.

Song Qingqing touched her body with her hands under the bed sheet, then took out a silver needle from the space and inserted it into her acupuncture point. After 1 minute, Song Qingqing put the silver needle back into the space.

As soon as Song Qingqing pulled out the silver needle, she felt pain. She frowned immediately and began to sweat.

Song Qingqing pressed the call bell with a painful look on her face.

Yan Jun pretended to be pitiful, and his crying face froze immediately, and then his whole body was numb with fear, for fear that others would misunderstand him and say that he was the one who committed the murder.

Yan Jun heard hurried footsteps running towards him, turned around and saw seven or eight doctors and nurses rushing in. He was so scared that his heart almost jumped out of his throat and his legs began to tremble.

Yan Jun vigorously waved his hands and shook his head, "It's not me, it's not me, it has nothing to do with me, I don't know what happened to her. She was fine one second, and became like this the next second, and I didn't even touch her."

A nurse asked Yan Jun to leave. "Please go out first and don't disturb us. We can talk later if you have anything to say."

Yan Jun: “…” It’s really none of my business.

Yan Jun immediately ran to find the nurse who had just seen him. "Didn't you say that Song Qingqing in Ward 202 only had skin injuries? Why is she sweating from the pain?"

"On the surface, there are only skin injuries, but Miss Song has pain and convulsions from time to time for unknown reasons. We are investigating the cause. We suspect that the nerves may be damaged. Minor or extremely small nerve damage cannot be detected by instruments. We need to observe for a while."

"Can it be cured? Is it expensive? Is the injury serious? Will the patient die?"

"I can't comment on this now. We have to wait for the final result."

Yan Jun frowned, "It's over, what should I do? I've asked the lawyer, if Song Qingqing doesn't forgive, if Song Qingqing is seriously injured, Ah Bin will be sentenced to more than three years and less than 10 years."

Song Qingqing felt the pain for just over ten minutes before she recovered. The doctor examined her and asked her questions, and Song Qingqing cooperated obediently.

As soon as the doctor left, Song Qingqing immediately turned on the recording on her mobile phone.

Yan Jun walked into Song Qingqing's ward again with a smile on his face, "Niece..."

"I am over 16 years old, not a 3-year-old child. I don't want to hear any nonsense. I don't care whether your family is in trouble or not. You'd better tell me something that I am interested in, something real. Otherwise, please go back and we can talk in court later."

Yan Jun glanced at Song Qingqing and asked, "What does my niece want?"

"Shouldn't you be the one to talk about compensation and reparations to me first? I don't understand, so tell me."

"Niece, I'll pay for your medical expenses and give you another 10 yuan."

"Didn't you ask about my condition?"

"I asked."

"Then please go back, there's nothing to talk about."

"I'll pay for your medical expenses this time, and I'll give you another 20?"

Song Qingqing didn't say anything.

"Niece, why don't you say that as long as your uncle can do it, he will do his best." Don't push your luck.

"You asked me to say it, so I'll say it. You'll cover all the medical expenses this time, and I'll also ask you to compensate me 60. I might have to come to the hospital more often in the future, and I might have some sequelae in the future. I have to think about my future."

When Yan Jun heard the number 60, his face turned dark: 60 is the money my husband and I have saved for half our lifetime, and it does not include medical expenses, we still have to borrow money.