Reborn in the 90s, tearing apart scumbag men for the sake of women.

"Dad, Dad?" Song Lingge bent down and called softly.

Song Jianping seemed momentarily disoriented, not quite realizing where he was. After a while, he hesitantly asked, "Lingge? Where is this? Why do I feel a little pain?"

Song Lingge briefly explained the circumstances of his car accident.

Song Jianping took a while to process this before finally asking, "Where's the driver who caused the accident? Has he been caught?"

"They brought you here."

"That means he still has some conscience. If he had run away, I would have sued him to death," Song Jianping said indignantly.

Song Lingge propped up his pillow: "I've told you so many times not to cross the road through that gap, it's easy to get into an accident. You just wouldn't listen, and now you've ended up in the hospital! Luckily it was Ma Xiaodong, he saw it was you and immediately took you to the hospital. If it had been someone else heartless, what if they had run away and something had happened to you?"

“Ma Xiaodong?” Song Jianping frowned.

"He's the one I used to play with a lot when we were kids. His mom and my mom are best friends, don't you remember?"

Song Jianping snorted, "It really is him. He must have deliberately bumped into me."

Song Lingge poured him a glass of water and said irritably, "If someone deliberately bumped into you, why would they bring you to the hospital? Don't always assume the worst about others."

"You were too young to understand back then. Their whole family is no good."

"Don't you know? I know you all too well," Song Lingge retorted inwardly.

Ma Xiaodong was her childhood playmate, and Ma Xiaodong's mother, Li Fangbing, was Zhao Jueyu's best friend.

Back then, Li Fangbing had helped Zhao Zhangguo and Lin Xiuzhi persuade Zhao Jueyu for a long time, but Zhao Jueyu, with his love-struck mind, was stubbornly attached to Song Jianping, and no amount of persuasion could change his mind.

However, although Zhao Jueyu did not listen to them, he still maintained a friendship with Li Fangbing.

In fact, Li Fangbing's husband, Ma Changzhi, was introduced to her by Zhao Jueyu.

Ma Changzhi was also a teacher at Nanzhou Middle School.

The two families have maintained a friendly relationship for many years, so Song Lingge and Ma Xiaodong played together very well when they were young.

Later, Ma Changzhi had a falling out with his parents and was expelled from school. His whole family moved away from Nanzhou, and that's when they lost contact.

"Don't always blame the child for what the adults did. I don't even remember what happened back then. Ma Xiaodong is a year younger than me, what could he possibly remember? Besides, Aunt Li and Mom had such a good relationship back then, how could she deliberately bump into you after all these years? What were you doing all those years ago?"

Song Jianping was speechless for a moment, then closed his eyes to rest in a huff, ignoring Song Lingge.

He and Song Lingge almost had a falling out last time, but when something really happened, it was still her, their daughter, who took care of him.

Song Jianping didn't want to argue with her about these trivial matters anymore.

Song Lingge, considering that he was a patient after all, didn't make a big deal out of it.

"It's almost lunchtime, are you hungry? Do you want me to go get some food now?" Song Lingge offered him a way out.

Song Jianping's eyes were still closed, but he replied, "I'm going to sleep for a while. You go and eat, and bring it back to me later. Make it soft, because I have a headache."

"Okay, I'll pack you a bowl of congee with preserved egg and lean pork, plus two eggs. Just in case you don't have an appetite, I'll also add two appetizers, is that alright?"

"Hmm!" Considerately, Song Jianping let out a faint "hmm" sound from his nose.

Song Lingge ignored him, gave Qiao Nansheng a wink, and the two of them left the ward.

“My aunt asked us to have dinner with her,” Qiao Nansheng said.

"Yes, she knows this place well."

"That Ma Xiaodong, from what you've said, seems to be your good friend, and your two families have a good relationship. Why does your dad seem to dislike him so much?"

Song Lingge tilted her head and smiled at him, "What? Are you jealous?"

Qiao Nansheng wanted to ruffle her hair again, but Song Lingge anticipated it and dodged it.

They almost bumped into someone, but luckily Qiao Nansheng reacted quickly and pulled them back.

Qiao Nansheng still ruffled her hair, but with a little more force: "Let's see if you'll still try to dodge."

Song Lingge glared at him, straightened her hair, and said with dissatisfaction, "Haven't you heard the saying, 'You can cut off my head and let my blood flow, but you can't mess up my hairstyle'?"

Qiao Nansheng was quite straightforward, simply stating, "Never heard of it."

The two bickered for a while, and naturally, the previous topic was forgotten.

After having dinner with Tang Shuxin, Qiao Nansheng carried the food he had packed for Song Jianping, and with his other hand, he held Song Lingge's hand as the two of them returned to the ward together.

Song Jianping had already woken up and, upon seeing this scene, immediately realized that this might be his future son-in-law.

So he looked at Qiao Nansheng with a scrutinizing gaze.

However, even with the most critical eye, Qiao Nansheng was impeccable in both appearance and speech.

Song Lingge fed him, while Qiao Nansheng tidied up the daily necessities on the side.

To outsiders, it really looked like a dutiful daughter and son-in-law taking care of an injured elderly person.

"Are you two dating?" Song Jianping lowered his voice, but unfortunately the ward was too small, so everyone could hear him.

Qiao Nansheng immediately perked up his ears, eagerly awaiting a response.

Song Lingge's face flushed red instantly; at that moment, silence spoke volumes.

But she nodded solemnly and said, "His name is Qiao Nansheng, and he is my boyfriend."

Song Lingge had always been a somewhat conflicted girl. When she said those words, Song Jianping took another serious look at Qiao Nansheng.

He knew that Song Lingge and Qiao Nansheng were extremely serious.

He had seen that determination in someone else before, and he knew it better than anyone else.

"I want to eat some fruit, go out and buy some for me," Song Jianping suddenly said.

Qiao Nansheng quickly said, "I'll go!"

"She's leaving, you stay and feed me. You don't know what I like to eat."

Song Lingge silently rolled her eyes. This guy had something to say and was trying to get rid of her!

Just tell Qiao Nansheng what fruits you like to eat.

“Okay, I’ll go. I know you love pears, I’ll definitely buy a few more,” Song Lingge said with a smile.

Song Jianping's lips twitched involuntarily. Pears were bland, and they were the fruit he disliked the most.

Then, Song Lingge winked at Qiao Nansheng, leaving him with a "good luck" look, before leaving the ward.

As for Song Jianping keeping Qiao Nansheng around, it was probably just to ask about Qiao Nansheng's family situation.

Song Lingge ignored him; she didn't care about his opinion at all.

Anyway, her father-daughter relationship with Song Jianping had long been severed by him.

Song Lingge did indeed buy a few large pears, but she didn't wander around outside.

After all, that's her boyfriend, and she's waiting to rescue him!