Chapter 695

The old lady wiped her eyes and sobbed silently.

"Grandma..." Song Qingcheng called the old lady and sat up from the bed to get down.

"Ouch, Qingcheng, you can't come down. Lu Qing said that you may still have dizziness now. You can't get out of bed casually. Don't worry, the old lady won't leave. " The stepmother said tactfully.

When the old lady heard this, she turned back quickly, "the city is falling, you lie down quickly, grandma won't go, grandma won't go."

The words are still in the mouth, the person has already walked to the bedside.

Song Qingcheng smiles and lies on the bed again.

The old lady's eyes were still wet with tears. Especially watching song Qingcheng change, the old lady felt even worse. But what has changed?

I can't say it again! Maybe time has changed!

"Grandma, sit down." Song Qingcheng took the old lady to sit down.

"Good, good." The old lady nodded.

I didn't expect that she could call herself "grandma". I'm really ashamed. Eyes reluctant to move away from the child, but looking at the child, the heart is very guilty.

"Grandma, are you better?" Song Qingcheng felt that this situation was very embarrassing, so he casually broke the embarrassment according to the topic.

"All right, all right." The old lady was smiling from the bottom of her heart. Feel to see her, that disease on the body disappeared, all over relaxed very much.

"That's good."

The old lady didn't seem to complain because her child took the initiative to talk to her. She finally settled down after all.

Then, it seemed to think of something, "by the way, you must be hungry after sleeping so long, right? What would you like to eat? Is there anything else wrong? "

Song Qingcheng shook his head, "all very good."

The old lady held her hand and regarded her as a child. "Don't be afraid. Just have a rest these two days. We take care of the children. You don't have to worry. We will take care of the children. "

"Thank you

"Family, thank you for what?" The old lady is smiling. I can't say how happy I am.

"By the way, what time is it?" Song Qingcheng just heard the old lady say that she had been sleeping for a long time, and it was a little dark outside. Did they have been sleeping for a long time?

"It's almost four o'clock. You haven't eaten lunch. You must be hungry. Come on, get something to eat first. " The old lady asked the housekeeper to bring the things.

"Four o'clock?" Song Qingcheng can't believe it. She quickly lifted the quilt, to come down, "no, I have to see the children."

"Well, don't worry." The stepmother quickly came to stop her, "Lu Qinggang just saw that you were still asleep, so she went out to work and said that she would come back at five o'clock. That's why we came in at this time to wake you up. You have something to eat first, and almost Lu Qing will come back. "

"Why don't you wake me up? I've been waiting all day. " Song Qingcheng was anxious for a moment, and his voice was a little loud.

God knows how much she wants to see the baby now.

From yesterday's accident to now, she hasn't seen the child at all. She doesn't know what the child looks like or what the situation is. The child must have been terrified that she had not been with her for so long.

I can't find my mother, and I can't find my father. How pitiful the child is

Think of here, the tears fell down.

When she cried out like this, she was stunned. Seeing that she shed tears again, she was flustered. "Qingcheng, don't cry. I saw you and Zhengting sleeping well, so I didn't call you..."

The stepmother drew a paper for her and handed it to her. Song Qingcheng took the paper, wiped his tears, realized that his tone was not good just now, and apologized, "I'm sorry, I don't want to be angry with you, I'm just worried that the child won't find his mother and will be very afraid."

"I know, I know, you're just worried about the kids." The stepmother could understand her mood very well, "but don't worry, I've been talking to the child at the door. You see, these are all the fairy tales that the housekeeper brought me. I've finished this book, and I'm going to talk about it in the evening. "

The stepmother took a pair of fairy tale books, one in her left hand, which was just finished in the afternoon, and the other in her right hand, which she was going to tell to her children in the evening.

Song Qingcheng saw that the stepmother had this heart for her children, and her heart was also greatly comforted.

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Lu Qing didn't come back until five o'clock. After Ji Zhengting and song Qingcheng got up and simply washed, Lu Qing came.

Song Qingcheng see Lu Qing back, also have no mind to eat, just want to let Lu Qing arrange her to see the children.

Lu Qing didn't refuse. She took them in person.

ICU, on the same floor, is the best and most advanced equipment, just like VIP ward.

When the nurse saw someone coming, she came out of the workshop. See Lu Qing, is also polite and respectful to say hello.

Lu Qing asked the nurse to change the two sets of sterile clothes for song Qingcheng and Ji Zhengting. The mother and the old lady are rubbing their hands. When the child was pushed out of the emergency room that day, he had a look at it, but he didn't see it clearly, so he was sent to the intensive care unit. He wanted to see the child, but his heart was itching."Auntie, grandma, the child's situation is not very stable now. There are more people going in, so it's easy to carry bacteria in. You'd better keep it for tomorrow and see it again. "

"Well, well, let's go in tomorrow. Don't worry." Although the heart anxious not, but heard that many people, bacteria, bad for children, the stepmother or endure.

It's going to be dark tomorrow anyway. More than ten hours at most. Later, I'll tell my grandson a story until nine or ten. Then I'll go home and have a sleep. It'll be tomorrow soon.

The stepmother planned in her heart.

After Song Qingcheng and Ji Zhengting put on sterile clothes, the door is opened, and she can't wait to find her son. Ji Zhengting was stopped by his stepmother, "son, you must help my mother tell my grandson that my grandmother will tell him stories at the door every day. By the way, what stories does he like to hear? "

Ji Zhengting looked at his mother like to cut, five flavors mixed in his heart. He pursed his lips and nodded to show that he knew.

"And me, and me." The old lady came forward and said, "that You help me tell the great great great grandson that grandma Tai made a lot of sugar gourd for him at home. "

"Don't worry, the child will be home soon." In addition to comforting the two old people, Ji Zhengting really can't find a more appropriate word to repay their concern and anxiety.

"Yes, we'll be able to get the baby back soon. Go ahead and don't let the bacteria get in. " The stepmother waved him in.

Ji Zhengting nodded heavily and closed the door.