Chapter 342

Che Yuli

The man's name flashed in my mind unconsciously. When I felt a stab in my heart, I felt the pain again.

Don't think about him any more. Now Che Yuli has nothing to do with her. She is already song Jiangcheng's girlfriend!

When the voice quickly shook his head, trying to shake the car away from the three words from the mind, however, it seems that the more you want to forget things, the more firmly you remember.

Che Yuli Three words, gradually in the mind into a cold handsome face, a pair of deep eyes full, but always inadvertently reveal deep feelings.

Che Yuli After this person, no longer belongs to her.

In the mind disorderly thought, unconsciously already walked to song Jiangcheng's ward gate, when the voice takes a deep breath, shakes off all the low mood, diligently raises a smile, pushes the door to enter.

"Jiangcheng, I come to see you..." Words have not finished, when the voice will find that the ward more than a beautiful woman in fashionable clothes, can not help but stupefied, the rest of the words and swallow back.

"Oh, you are Yinyin. I often hear Jiangcheng mention you." When the beautiful woman saw the voice come in, also slightly Leng for a moment, then immediately put down the apple in her hand, walked quickly to the voice in front of her, took her hand, said enthusiastically.

"May I ask you?" He asked politely.

The woman in front of her is delicate, somewhat similar to that of song Jiangcheng, but she looks very young. At most, she is only 30 years old. If she is a mother, she is too young.

However, like the voice of the idea of confirmation, the woman immediately smile back: "I am Jiangcheng's mother, you call me aunt."

"Are you really the mother of Jiangcheng? You look very young. I thought you would be 30 years old at the most. " When she heard the beautiful woman's words, her voice couldn't help exclaiming. She worked in the entertainment industry all the year round, and met many young but well maintained actresses.

But now the mother of song Jiangcheng is not only well maintained, but also has no wrinkles on her face. Even her air and temperament do not show the breath of an elderly woman.

"Ha ha, Yinyin is not only beautiful, but also sweet. No wonder Jiangcheng likes you so much!" Hearing the praise of the voice, song Jiangcheng's mother said happily, holding the hand of the voice, she liked more.

"No, my aunt is really young and beautiful." When the voice embarrassed smile, see song Jiangcheng mother so hearty and kind, heart also did not have that nervous.

"Mom, don't be so enthusiastic. Be careful to scare Xiaoyin." Lying on the hospital bed, song Jiangcheng sighed helplessly when he saw his mother's excited face.

"You child, how can you talk? Can I see my future daughter-in-law?" Song Jiangcheng's mother glared at him, then sat down on the chair in front of the bed and continued to smile:

"I heard the doctor and Jiangcheng say that you have been taking care of him these days. His father and I are working abroad. I just received the news today. Thank you very much for taking care of him here."

Song Jiangcheng's mother clapped the voice's hand, and said with great satisfaction and thanks.

"Auntie, that's what I should do." When the voice shook his head, if not for her, Jiangcheng will not have this accident, so she should be around to take care of.

"What a good boy." Hearing this, song Jiangcheng's mother's face was more gratified.

"Jiangcheng is a child who has never been in love. I doubt that he likes men. I didn't expect that he would bring me such a beautiful and lovely daughter-in-law. I'm very happy!" Song Jiangcheng's mother said happily.

"Mom, you'd better say less." Hearing his mother say so, song Jiangcheng Jun's face is slightly red. He can't help but feel a little shy and sighs again.

His mother was just like this. From the beginning of middle school, he had been pestering about his girlfriend. He had said it for countless times. Now he finally found a girlfriend. His mother was even more excited than him.

"Yinyin, if I can, I wish I could move the Civil Affairs Bureau here now and let you two get married in situ. But Jiangcheng's health is not good, so I'm going to take him abroad for further treatment."

"Going abroad?" Hearing this, his voice was surprised to open his eyes and looked at Song Jiangcheng's mother in doubt: "is there any problem with Jiangcheng's body?"

"Well, although I wake up, I hurt my thigh nerve. If the treatment is not successful, I'm afraid I'll spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair."

Speaking of song Jiangcheng's illness, her mother's mood fell down, not as excited and happy as just now.

"Mom, I'm ok. Even if I'm in a wheelchair, it doesn't matter much. Hawking just wrote a book in a wheelchair. Maybe we can have a Song Jin family in the future." Song Jiangcheng rarely played a joke, but the two women on the scene were more sad.

Song Jiangcheng is like this. He is afraid that they are worried and comforts them in turn.

Song Jiangcheng's mother's eyes were red: "even if the legs later sit in a wheelchair, then how do you do with your arm, and you can no longer take the scalpel, are you willing?"No one knows her son better than she does. No one can match song Jiangcheng's love for medicine, so he refused to inherit his family's business and insisted on going to medical school.

How could this happen? Hearing song Jiangcheng's mother's words, his voice brain was blank and blinked. He thought song Jiangcheng would be OK after he woke up, but he didn't expect such a result!

If Jiangcheng really lost her legs and spent the rest of her life in a wheelchair, how could she make up for her fault?!

And the arm, he is such a good doctor, from now on can not go to the operating table, this is a big blow to him!

"Mom, what did you tell her?" Hearing his mother's direct report of his illness, song Jiangcheng became anxious.

"If you don't want to go abroad tomorrow, buyin will tell you who you are going to go abroad?" Song Jiangcheng's mother glared at him and said discontentedly.

"Yes, Jiangcheng, how can you not tell me?" When the voice gently frowned, turned to look at Song Jiangcheng, some sad said.

If my aunt didn't tell me today, I'm afraid that the traffic accident has brought so much loss to song Jiangcheng.

"Xiaoyin, I'm sorry. I'm afraid you're worried, so I don't want to tell you." See voice sad appearance, song Jiangcheng immediately apologized, look a little guilty.