Chapter 550
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Su Zhinian's voice was light, familiar, and moving. Whenever he spoke, Song Qingchun's heart would tremble.
She was standing next to Song Menghwa and Su Zhinian, but she could not hear a word of their conversation until Song Menghwa called her name. "Qingchun? Qingchun? "
"Huh?" Song Qingchun turned around. When her gaze fell on Song Menghwa, it swept past Su Zhinian's handsome profile. Her lashes fluttered, and she tried to keep her voice as normal as possible to ask, "What's wrong?"
"What are you thinking about? I've been calling your name for so long, but there's no response. "
Song Qingchun bit on her lips but did not say anything.
With Su Zhinian around, Song Menghwa did not ask too many questions. He quickly changed his tone and ordered, "When your sister-in-law came yesterday, didn't she bring some fruits? Go wash them and give them to Zhinian. "
Song Qingchun nodded obediently. She walked to the side to pick up two apples and a tangerine before heading to the bathroom.
Song Menghwa stayed in a suite. Song Qingchun squatted down before the trashcan in the outer room. She used the fruit knife to peel the apple and tangerine before cutting the apple into small pieces and peeling the tangerine into pieces. She placed them in a Ziploc container before returning to the bedroom.
Song Qingchun picked up two toothpicks, stuck them into the apple, and placed them on the bedside table.
Su Zhinian turned to look at her, but the words that came out of his mouth were directed at Song Menghwa. "Uncle Song, don't overthink it. Just take care of yourself. I know an expert from abroad. I'll give him a call later and ask him to come to China. Perhaps he has a better solution."
"Everyone has their own fate. Death will come when it's time. I've already accepted it. The only thing I'm afraid of is if something really happens to me and I suddenly pass away, leaving no one to take care of Qingchun …"
"Dad, don't say things like that …" Song Qingchun had been worried the whole night when she stayed by Song Menghwa's side. He was the only family she had left in this world. She was really afraid that he would just abandon her. Now that she heard him say something like that, her eyes started to mist up.
"Okay, okay, okay. Daddy won't talk about it, won't talk about it … Besides, isn't Daddy fine now?" Song Menghwa comforted Song Qingchun obediently before turning to Su Zhinian with a chuckle. "You're already a big boy, but you cry so easily. I'm sorry I've made a fool of myself."
Su Zhinian lowered his head and put on an expression that said it was fine.
With tears in her eyes, Song Qingchun turned to look out the window.
Song Menghwa and Su Zhinian chatted for a while. Song Menghwa was probably tired because he started to talk less. Su Zhinian took the hint to say goodbye. "Uncle Song, I have something else to do later. You should rest, I'll come visit you another day."
"Alright, go ahead." Song Menghwa nodded and then turned to Song Qingchun, who was standing beside him. "Qingchun, help me send Zhinian off."
Song Qingchun nodded obediently. After Su Zhinian left, she walked him out the door.
Song Menghwa was in a VIP room, so there weren't many people around. Other than one or two nurses, there was no one else in the corridor.
Song Qingchun didn't walk beside Su Zhinian but kept a distance of about one meter behind him.
Along the way, the two of them were quiet; neither of them initiated a conversation.
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