Chapter 67

Su MI was pestered and beaten by Liu Shuzhen. Her heart was full of disappointment and sadness.

Why haven't you seen Liu Shuzhen for five years.

Liu Shuzhen has only her sister Su Qiang and her brother Su Tao. She can't see herself at all and doesn't care about herself.

It's also a child. Why is the difference so big?!

Just left home, she was forced to suspend school and earn money to support herself with Jiabao and Jiabei. At that time, Su Mi's life was difficult.

She also thought about whether her parents regretted it, whether they would worry about her and care about her.

Now it seems that Su Mi only has a bitter smile.

"You dare to talk back to my mother! If you hadn't blown the pillow breeze and shamelessly begged Mr. Fu to clean up your sister. Mr. Fu is the president of imperial industry. So a big man who manages all kinds of opportunities every day, he would have been guilty of bullying your sister?"

"I didn't!"

"I don't listen! Why are you so vicious! You are cheap, sleep with men, and blow the pillow breeze to harm your sister? You just can't see us well, can you?"

Liu Shuzhen yelled, stretched out her bright red manicure hand and scratched Su Mi's face.

"Ah!"

Su Mi didn't check for a moment, but she grabbed her hard and put a blood mark on her snow-white face.

She pushed Liu Shuzhen away and cried sadly, "I didn't! I didn't encourage it! It was Mr. Fu's own meaning. It has nothing to do with me!"

"Well, since you say it doesn't matter, prove it to me. Now you call your gold master and ask him to let your sister go."

Liu Shuzhen held her neck high and stared at Su MI.

Su Mi's face was burning. She looked at Liu Shuzhen and was tired.

Who is Fu Yichen? Why does Liu Shuzhen think she can move a devil like Fu Yichen with a word!

Don't Liu Shuzhen think about the price she will pay for begging Fu Yichen?

Yes, as a mother, she never thinks of her daughter.

Su Mi's voice was low. "Mom, in your eyes, am I the kind of woman who is kept for money regardless of face and dignity?"

"Oh, isn't it? Five years ago, you could be hidden rules for your role..."

"I didn't! I repeat, Su Qiang hurt me five years ago! As for now, Mr. Fu is not my gold owner, and I don't have his phone!"

She shouted to Liu Shuzhen, a little excited, "sometimes I really doubt whether I'm your own? Why are you so different from Su Qiang and Su Tao?"

Liu Shuzhen's eyes flashed and said loudly, "what are you yelling about? Of course you're my own. When I was a child, I told stories to coax you to sleep every night. I loved you so much and raised you. Now you even say such things to me!"

It's biological. Why do you do this to her?

When I was a child

I don't know why. The memory before the age of six was like a veil. She couldn't remember it at all.

There is only one voice in my mind.

You are Liu Shuzhen's daughter. Your mother Liu Shuzhen loves you very much.

This is the cognition deep in her mind, but why, how does Liu Shuzhen love her, but she can't remember at all?

No picture at all

Su MI is very tired. She doesn't want to argue with Liu Shuzhen anymore. She bypasses Liu Shuzhen and goes to the doorway. "I really can't do anything about Su Qiang."

"Stop! If you don't do your sister's business well, you can't go!"

Who knows, Liu Shuzhen took two steps and grabbed Su Mi's back waist and dragged back. Su Mi didn't stand firm. She screamed and fell to the ground, with a burning pain in her ankles.

Her mobile phone fell to the ground, and Liu Shuzhen rushed over and picked it up.

"That's Mr. Fu's number. What's it? Call now!"

Su Mi fell and sat on the ground, rubbing her sore ankle and looking pale.

Liu Shuzhen didn't ask her if she had fallen, but she was just trying to grab her mobile phone. Su Mi smiled sarcastically.

"You don't have to look for it. I don't have his number at all!"

She stood up, grabbed the mobile phone held by Liu Shuzhen and limped forward.

"You really have hard wings. OK! I'll let your father clean you up. You wait!"

Su Mi entered the door of the unit, slammed the door and cut off all the voices, but her tears fell down.

Originally thought that these years alone, has adapted to loneliness, it turned out that she is still eager for the love of her parents. She really doesn't make progress!

Sumi, don't cry, it's not worth it!

She went home and changed her clothes. When she went downstairs, Liu Shuzhen had left. Su Mi didn't care. She took a car and rushed to the hospital.

In the first people's Hospital, as soon as Su Mi entered the elevator, she felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere. The nurses in the nurse station were whispering together.

"I'm afraid I can't. to tell you the truth, I haven't seen such a handsome patient in the hospital for so many years. It's a pity."

"It's called heaven envies talents. Maybe a handsome man like Mr. Zhou shouldn't touch the mundane world."

"Yes, I haven't seen such an elegant and calm man with a terminal illness."

"Such a man should not suffer from illness. It's OK to go, but he has pity on Mrs. Zhou and the twins."

"What's the pity? It's said that Mr. Zhou's worth is 100 million. Isn't it all cheap, Mrs. Zhou? Mrs. Zhou is so young and beautiful. With this money, she can play a little white face in the future!"

"Yes! It's really cheap to kill her. I think Mr. Zhou is ill, and she's not sad. She's not around all day..."

"Zhou... Mrs. Zhou?"

The nurses were talking vigorously. One of them saw Su Mi standing not far away with a pale face. A group of nurses immediately shut up.

Su Mi's lips trembled. "What did you just say? Which Mr. Zhou is dying?"

The nurse flashed embarrassment on her face and pointed to the direction of the advanced ward. "It's your husband. He was suddenly not good just now. The doctors are in there for first aid."

Su Mi shook her body, limped and ran to the ward, with tears rolling down in rows.

Before she ran to the door of the ward, she heard Jiabao crying inside.

"Wuwu, father Zhou! Brother, father Zhou will get better, won't he?"

"Jiabao is good. Mommy said that father Zhou is the best and best person in the world. God will bless good people. Come on, let's pray together."

"Yes!"

Listening to Jiabao's cry, Su Mi fell down on the corridor and couldn't stand up anymore.

Why, why should God take back the only person who is good to her in the world!

She didn't have the courage to go in and have a look. She was afraid that she would miss the last side of Zhou Qingyang.

It's all her fault. It's all her fault that she hasn't been able to convince Fu Yichen up to now.

She's useless. Otherwise, Zhou Qingyang would have waited for the operation.

Sumi's heart is full of remorse and regret. She trembles with sadness. She can't feel everything outside and is immersed in sadness and fear.

I don't know how long it took before I heard a voice.

"Mrs. Zhou? Why are you sitting here? Get up."

With tears in her eyes, Su Mi looked up and saw several doctors standing in front of her. It looked as if they had just come out of the ward. It was director Feng, the chief doctor of Zhou Qingyang, who was holding Su MI.

"Qingyang him..." Su Mi's voice trembled.

"Mrs. Zhou, get up quickly. Your husband has been saved and his life is not in danger for the time being."

Director Feng reached out to hold Su MI and pulled her up from the ground.

"He's really all right?" Su Mi grabbed director Feng like the last straw.

"It's all right, but it was really dangerous just now. Hey, I still said that, I have to hurry up for surgery! Again, there's nothing our doctors can do about today's situation."

Director Feng's words made Su Mi laugh through tears. As long as Zhou Qingyang is still alive, there is still hope.

She is willing to do everything and seize this hope!

At this moment, Su MI has made a decision in her heart!

She dried her tears. "Surgery! Director Feng, don't worry. I'll bring people who donate bone marrow these days."

"Well, our doctor also hopes to save Mr. Zhou's life."

Director Feng looked at Su Mi's delicate plain hand on her arm, his eyes flashed, raised his hand and patted Su Mi's hand.

Su Mi's heart was on Zhou Qingyang, and she didn't notice director Feng's actions and eyes at all.

She held the wall and went to the ward.

Director Feng looked at her slim back and smiled. Then he turned and left.

In the ward, Zhou Qingyang was lying safely on the bed, and Wang Cheng sat beside him to take care of him.

Jiabao also stood by the bed, holding Zhou Qingyang's hand and blowing at the place where he put the needle in his hand.

The little girl's baby's fat face was still hung with tears, puffing her cheeks and blowing hard, "does Father Zhou still hurt? Jiabao will not hurt. Jiabao will blow the wound."

Zhou Qingyang's face was pale and his eyelashes fell quietly. He looked very weak. When he heard Jiabao's words, he moved his lips and smiled, "Jiabao is good."

"Mommy?" Jiabei saw Su MI and shouted. Zhou Qingyang also raised his eyes and looked over. The dim light of his eyes suddenly lit up and slowly flowed through his smile.

Su Mi looked at his thin, pale and weak appearance tortured by the disease, but she still smiled at herself, and her heart hurt at once.

Taking a deep breath, she smiled and rushed to Zhou Qingyang and said to Wang Cheng, "I'll take care of him. He's very weak. Please take Jiabei and Jiabao back."

"Jiabei, take good care of your sister and let Zhou's father rest?" Su Mi said to Jiabei again.

With a little adult like responsibility on her little face, Jiabei grabbed Jiabao's hand. "Mommy, take good care of Zhou's father. Don't worry about us."

He then looked at Zhou Qingyang, "the teacher said that being strong is a weapon to defeat all suffering. Dad Zhou is so strong and will be healthy. I'm still waiting for Dad Zhou to get better and build the castle with me."

Zhou Qingyang's pale thin lips, slightly pulled up and blinked at Jiabei.

Jiabei took Jiabao and followed Wang Cheng out.

Su Mi silently turned around, twisted a towel, bent over to Zhou Qingyang with a focused look, and wiped the virtual sweat on her face.

She tried hard to hold back, but tears still fell one by one and splashed on Zhou Qingyang's forehead.