On the day of breaking off the engagement, she flirted with the rough man and went to join the army

Song Tiancheng was seen leaning against the wall, holding his stomach, crying so hard that he looked like he was going to die at any moment.

The thin and dark Song Xiaoxi stood aside, his face full of humiliation.

Political Commissar Song stared at his son, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and said sternly, "I've told you several times that your brother is not in good health. You bully him as soon as you come. This is simply outrageous!"

Song Xiaoxi stiffened his neck and glared at him fiercely, "I didn't!"

Qin Lian loved her grandson the most. She hugged him and said to Song Yuan, "If Xiaoxi says no, then it's definitely no. Our Xiaoxi never lies."

"Mom, you will only spoil him and make him more lawless in the future!" Song Yuan's face remained stern.

"Who spoiled whom?"

Qin Lian was so angry that tears came out. "Look at our Xiaoxi, she's so skinny and sick. Then look at Song Tiancheng, he's as strong as an ox. How could he be bullied by Xiaoxi? What are your two eyes for?"

Looking at the appearance of his biological son and stepson, Song Yuan felt a little uncomfortable. He had indeed neglected Xiaoxi over the years.

Seeing this, He Yan gently advised, "Old Song, Mom and Xiaoxi have finally come here, don't let this little thing hurt your relationship. Tiancheng is fine, just send him to the hospital."

Yun Suisui raised an eyebrow. Why did this tone and expression look so familiar?

She is just like another Lin Qiuping!

After saying this, the guilt in Song Yuan's heart instantly disappeared. He pointed at Song Xiaoxi and said, "Let me tell you, your trick of pretending to be sick works on your grandma, but it doesn't work on me! Apologize to your brother right now!"

"What do you mean by pretending to be sick? Xiaoxi is already sick. The doctor said that if he is not treated properly, he may not live to be ten years old. How can you be a father? How can you say this to your own son?" Qin Lian said, tears falling from her eyes.

Song Xiaoxi's eyes flashed with pain, and he held onto his grandmother like a little man, "Grandma, I don't have a father like that. Let's not beg him! Let's go home!"

Seeing that he was not only cruel and bullying his stepson, but also dared to deny his father, Song Yuan was furious. He slammed the table and shouted, "Go away, go away. If you go away, I will no longer recognize you as my son!"

"I should have disowned you, you bastard!"

Old Master Song strode forward and hit Song Yuan on the head with his pipe.

"Dad, why are you causing more trouble?" Song Yuan was helpless and annoyed.

"Chaotic? Who can be as chaotic as you?"

Old Master Song glanced at He Yan and said, "He has long been blinded by those messy people and doesn't even recognize his own son."

Song Yuan refused to accept it, "He is clearly a traitor who said he would not acknowledge me as his father!"

"You deserve it. Over the years, you have never fulfilled your responsibilities as a father." Old Master Song glared at him fiercely.

After saying that, he looked at Yun Suisui again and said, "Doctor Yun, please help our Xiaoxi."

Yun Suisui nodded and looked at Song Xiaoxi. She seemed to see herself in her previous life, with her spikes erect like a hedgehog, not letting anyone get close.

In the end, you hurt others and yourself.

She squatted in front of Song Xiaoxi and said to him with a gentle smile: "Xiaoxi, Auntie is a doctor. Can I take your pulse?"

Song Xiaoxi pursed her lips and subconsciously looked at her grandfather. Seeing Grandpa Song nod, she stretched out her hand.

Yun Suisui took his hand, led him to a table nearby and sat him down, then took out a pulse pillow to take his pulse.

Feeling the warmth of her palm, Song Xiaoxi felt uncomfortable, but a light flashed in his eyes.

Seeing Yun Suisui's brows furrowed more and more, Qin Lian asked worriedly, "Doctor, what's wrong?"

Song Yuan snorted coldly, "He has been disobedient and uncaring since he was young. What can happen to him?"

Yun Suisui narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at him seriously, "Insufficient heart blood and weak heart yang. It could also be a heart disease. At Xiaoxi's age, it might be congenital."

Song Yuan was stunned.

Yun Suisui looked at Qin Lian again, "Xiaoxi, has it been easy to catch colds and have difficulty breathing since childhood?"

Qin Lian said tearfully, "Yes, yes, this time he has had a cold for half a month and it hasn't gotten better. I went to the town health center and the doctor said it would be best to take him to a big hospital. His father and the old man are not at home, and I was unsure about what to do, so I brought Xiaoxi here."

"If congenital heart disease is a structural condition, it can be treated surgically. If not, I'm afraid surgery and medication are the only options to prolong his life. Let's take him to the hospital for an X-ray."

Yun Suisui smiled faintly and looked at He Yan, "With Xiaoxi's physical condition, it's reasonable to say that he can't bully a child who is in better physical condition than him without getting sick. How about I take a look at Tiancheng to see if this child is weak?"

He Yan's face turned pale instantly. She saw her husband looking at her with suspicion out of the corner of her eye. She immediately hardened her heart and picked up Song Tiancheng and beat him up.

"Who did you learn this from, you damn kid? How could you frame your brother?!"

Song Tiancheng was originally just sitting there humming a few times, but this time he really started crying. His cry was so full of energy that it was deafening, and it was obvious at a glance that he was not weak.

Political Commissar Song's face turned even worse. He looked at his frail son and remembered how he had come all the way to seek refuge with him, yet he had never given him a good look. He immediately felt that his father was right.

He had indeed never fulfilled his responsibilities as a father, so how could he expect his son to respect him?

He no longer cared about his wife and stepson, picked up his coat and said to Qin Lian, "Let's go, take the child to see a doctor first."

Qin Lian snorted and ignored him, then took Song Xiaoxi's hand and walked out the door.

Political Commissar Song glanced at Yun Suisui with an uncomfortable expression, "Doctor Yun, thank you for today."

Yun Suisui is a doctor, and it was already a bit rash for her to say those words. She must not interfere in other people's family affairs.

She said modestly, "I'm just here to see a doctor. Political Commissar Song is being too serious. Take the child to the hospital."

With that, she said goodbye and went back to the clinic.

By the time I got off work in the evening, the news had spread throughout the compound that Political Commissar Song's own son had a heart attack and was now hospitalized in the Military General Hospital and would have surgery the next day.

Seeing everyone discussing this, Yun Suisui stepped forward and asked, "Who is the surgeon in charge?"

When everyone saw it was her, they all smiled and greeted her, saying, "I heard it was Doctor Shen."

Yun Suisui frowned.

She has known Shen Yinhua for such a long time, but except for the operation performed by Teacher Peng, she has basically never seen him perform the surgery.

Although she shouldn't blindly doubt the other party's skills, after all, Teacher Peng's condition was indeed critical, she always felt uneasy in her heart.

When she got home, Gu Jun happened to be there, so she told him her concerns.

Gu Jun pondered for a moment, then spoke frankly, "For Doctor Shen to be able to work at the military hospital, his medical skills must have passed multiple inspections by the military and hospital leaders."

Yun Suisui narrowed his eyes, a sneer playing on the corner of his lips.

Gu Jun's heart trembled when he saw this, and he coughed dryly: "But your worry is justified. I will go with you to take a look tomorrow."