"I'm going to question and question, and I'm going to ask carefully!"
While Yao Qin was muttering, she had already thrown off the quilt and got out of bed.
But because he was too excited, as soon as his feet touched the ground, he half-knelt down on the ground limply.
Song Ting hurried forward to help, but was knocked down by Yao Qin.
"Go away!" she yelled ferociously, "I don't need you to control my life and death, your soul has been taken away by that little goblin now, where is my mother!"
Song stopped talking.
Yao Qin stood up with support, her hair was messed up, and her clothes were also messed up.
During the past six months of illness, Yao Qin has been losing weight day after day, and the cheekbones on both sides of her cheeks are protruding, making her look fierce.
Not at all the elegance and beauty of pianists in the past.
Now she is a hysterical lunatic.
She stared at Song Ting who was standing there, "Song Ting, have you forgotten how I gave birth to you?"
Song Ting, whose head was lowered, suddenly trembled when he heard this sentence.
Regardless of the influence, Yao Qin lifted up her clothes, revealing two or three deep scars on her stomach.
She said loudly, "I was in poor health and when I was pregnant with you, all the doctors, including your father, told me to abort the child. My body didn't allow it, so I went to bear a child."
"But me, I ignored everyone's objections and insisted on giving birth to you!"
"I have been pregnant with you for eleven months. I have been lying on the bed and getting injections every day. I still have the needle holes in my arms from that year. Why? It is to stabilize the fetal heart rate, and to make you safe. I suffer from fear and fear every day."
"I am afraid that you will not grow up healthily, and that you will not be able to have an accident. I am trembling after the injection every day. As long as I hear that taking some medicine can stabilize the pregnancy, no matter how painful or disgusting I will try it, even if I vomit after taking it, I still eat."
"For eleven months, I hope you are safe in my stomach. You can ask your father, and the servants who served me at that time. Have they heard me say a word of complaint? Have they heard me? Immediately jump down and die for you!"
"You didn't move for ten months. I panicked to death. I checked again and again. I waited for a full eleven months before you were born. When I was on the operating table, I narrowly escaped death. I was moved to the laparotomy operating room, cut again and again, both fallopian tubes were cut and sutured, and I was even told by the doctor that I might not be able to conceive in the future, have I ever complained?"
Yao Qin yelled over and over again what she had suffered when Huai Song stopped.
"At that time, I was full of expectations for you. I thought your father might leave me, but you must be by my side. Song Ting, you said something like this today, and you forced me like this because of that little goblin. Are you worthy of me? , are you worthy of the crime I suffered back then, are you worthy of the knife I suffered for you, are you worthy of it!"
At the end of the questioning, Yao Qin pointed to Song Ting's heart.
Light it vigorously once and for all.
Song Ting retreated step by step.
He bowed his head and remained silent.
Yao Qin was about to continue speaking, but her throat felt a fishy sweetness, and she began to cough violently.
She put her hand on the side of the bed, coughing violently, making her unable to say a word.
Song Ting remained silent.
Ben lowered his head, listening to the increasingly severe coughing, he looked up at Yao Qin who was flushed from coughing.
She was obviously a little out of breath, and she was very uncomfortable at this time, and her breathing was relatively slow.
There is such a second.
Song Ting thought: Die, die together, die together, everything will be repaid.
But this thought only lasted for a second, and Song Ting rushed over to ring the alarm bell of the ward.
Yao Qin went to stop, "You, no need, no need to press, let me die"
"I paid so much to give birth to you, and in the end you treated me like this, Song Ting, I will never let you go if I am a ghost, and I will remember what you owe me, even if I am a ghost, you will remember that you owe me!"
Yao Qin shouted tearfully, then pushed Song Ting away and rushed towards the window to jump off.
Song Ting reacted quickly. As soon as Yao Qin rushed to the window, Song Ting hurried forward and hugged Yao Qin back.
"Mom, calm down!"
"Why am I calm? I paid so much to give birth to you, suffered so many needles and so many knives, and even would rather not have children in the future to keep you, but how did you treat me? Song Ting, you owe me, I want you to remember forever, I want you to always remember how unfilial you are, how cruel and selfish you are!"
"Ingratitudecough cough cough!"
Yao Qin questioned and abused over and over again.
Song Jin didn't speak, but hugged Yao Qin tightly, preventing her from jumping out of the window.
Let Yao Qin struggle wildly, grabbing his neck and face.
The wound that was cut by the debris just now was scratched by Yao Qin's nails again. The wound was added to the wound, and the wound was much deeper, and the blood kept oozing out.
But Song Ting seemed unconscious, allowing Yao Qin to treat him madly, and he hugged Yao Qin tightly.
When Dr. Gu brought the nurse in, he saw such a scene.
Yao Qin was going crazy, Song Ting's face was covered in blood, and there were several scratch marks on his neck.
The nurses behind Dr. Gu all exclaimed.
Dr. Gu was quite calm, walked up to Yao Qin with a needle in his hand, and roughly pressed Yao Qin's neck, injecting on the artery.
After a while, Yao Qin lost consciousness.
The nurse behind hurried forward and was about to send Song Ting to pick up Yao Qin, but Song Ting held Yao Qin tightly and refused to let go.
"Song Ting, your mother is fine now, we need to check." The nurse on the side reminded softly.
But Song Ting didn't seem to hear it, and Yao Qin was very nervous when he hugged her.
The nurse persuaded him two or three times to no avail, so he could only look at Dr. Gu for help.
Dr. Gu took a step forward and patted Song Ting on the shoulder, "Thank you, she won't die."
In one sentence, Song Ting was defeated.
The boy who is more than 1.8 meters tall is usually unsmiling and tense, just like the cool kind, just for a moment, it seems to have collapsed.
Bean-sized teardrops fell down one by one.
However, Dr. Gu was like a big brother. When Song Ting let go of Yao Qin, he pressed Song Ting's face, pressed him into his arms, and patted Song Ting's shoulder.
"Thank you for your hard work, don't worry, with me here, she will never die."
Doctor Gu comforted me gently.
Song Ting was hugged and remained motionless, not saying a word.
Seeing this, the other nurses also put Yao Qin on the wheelchair, ready to be pushed into the operating room.
In fact, Yao Qin does not need to enter the operating room in this state.
However, Dr. Gu arranged for him to go into the operating room once when he went crazy, and to have surgery once.
And reduce the amount of anesthetic.
Once Yao Qin went crazy, and once she had an operation, the wound would hurt hundreds of times more than the last time.
Only in this way can Yao Qin weigh it clearly and reduce the number of times of going crazy.
Otherwise, Song Ting will be controlled by such shackles for the rest of his life.
Just like now.
Supported by one person, there is no way to rely on anyone.