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Chapter 58 Arranging Surgery

It is rare for a wealthy family to have a king, this is something Song Zhuangtong has been aware of since he was a child.

Song Jing is in a very bad state now, both mentally and physically, he is under great pressure, because Song Zhuangtong did not give in, and Song Jing's treatment has also stagnated.What troubled Song Zhuangtong the most was that he had found Song Jing's matching bone marrow but did not perform the operation for a long time, and there was a possibility of unexpected accidents.

"Get the marriage certificate first, and hold the wedding for you after Song Jing has finished the operation." That's what Mr. Song said.

Song Zhuangtong clenched his fists tightly, staring at Song Jing in the ward with his scarlet eyes. He breathed heavily and remained silent for a long while before saying, "Arrange an operation for Song Jing immediately."

The stone hanging from his heart fell to the ground, followed by a sharp knife on his neck.

Song Zhuangtong looked at the Wechat video invitation that Wen Yan played on his phone. He grabbed his hair desperately, his throat was so hoarse that he couldn't make any sound.

Wen Yan played another video to invite him over. Song Zhuangtong wiped his face with his palm and picked up the video.

Wen Yan was startled by the man in distress on the screen, and he hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Song Zhuangtong looked at him with red eyes, shook his head slightly, picked up the cigarette that was about to burn out, and took a sharp puff, Wen Yan's heart was pulled up by his decadent appearance.

"How did this happen? Is Song Jing's illness very serious?"

"Surgery will be arranged soon." As soon as Song Zhuangtong opened his mouth, Wen Yan heard that his voice was extremely hoarse, like an old smoker for many years, his throat had been damaged to the extreme.

Wen Yan was startled twice, and he had already prepared for the worst, and comforted him: "Don't worry too much, he will definitely have a smooth operation."

Song Zhuangtong looked at the person on the screen, his heart was tightly wrapped by a cold feeling, and even beating felt like being stung by ice balls.Song Zhuangtong took a deep puff of cigarette and whispered, "I really want to see you."

Wen Yan was stunned for a moment, and immediately said: "Then I'll go to Beijing to find you, okay?"

Song Zhuangtong shook his head: "I don't care about you, it's better to watch you stay at home safely and wait for me to go back."

He had never seen Song Zhuangtong look helpless before, Wen Yan moved his throat, and his eyes turned red instantly. He faintly felt that Song Jing's medical treatment was not as smooth as he imagined, but Song Zhuangtong didn't want to say more, he also I dare not ask more questions.

After hanging up the video, Song Zhuangtong leaned on the sofa and stared at the ceiling silently for a while, when the mobile phone on his body suddenly buzzed and vibrated, Mr. Song sent him a text message to meet the so-called Miss Lin tomorrow time and address.

Song Zhuangtong stared at the text message for a while, then suddenly laughed mockingly.

He has been fighting with his father for so many years, and he has never let his father worry. Song Zhuangtong, who has never been willing to give in, has always dominated the parent-child relationship. people thing.

Ms. Lin is a standard girl from a wealthy family, she is arrogant and picky in every gesture, Song Zhuangtong felt that it was too unsuitable for her to be matched with such a rough man, and she didn't know how to compromise, so she was forced to meet with someone The man who met once got married.

She didn't come to talk about love either, a prenuptial agreement that was drawn up was thrown in front of Song Zhuangtong.

"Don't look at me like that. Although Master Song has given my dad a lot of verbal promises, the words in black and white are more powerful."

Song Zhuangtong opened the agreement and saw that ten percent of the company's shares is really a big deal.

Song Zhuangtong sneered, put the agreement on the table, and said, "I don't even have ten points of shares."

"Then I don't care." Miss Lin smiled slightly, "I just want what belongs to me."

These words made Song Zhuangtong's eyes light up slightly. He clasped his hands, put them on his knees, and said softly: "Actually, if you just want money, you can cooperate with me. The Song family only has one son, I can give it to you." More."

"In other words, as long as you get the shares you should get, we can discuss other things, such as getting married." Seeing that Miss Lin's face changed, Song Zhuangtong leaned forward and continued, "I Let me tell you the truth, I like men, it is impossible for me to marry you and have children, and I am forced to come here today. As long as you follow my request, you can get two shares of money, how about it?"

"Mr. Song is so interesting. We only met for five minutes, and you want to persuade me to betray you?" Ms. Lin's gaze swept Song Zhuangtong twice, thinking that he was just a worthless rich second generation with nothing to do. There are also some means and ideas when I think of it.

"But I am timid and dare not take risks. Your own father, you should know better than me." She opened the agreement, turned to the last item of obligations, pointed with her finger, and stared straight at Song Zhuangtong , said, "I have to give birth to the Song family's child in order to get the money I want."

Song Zhuangtong has been completely living in the ward recently, almost guarding and taking care of Song Jing 24 hours a day.Song Jing also slowly relaxed from the initial panic and fear, but as soon as a doctor came in for an examination, he would be like a cat with its tail clamped, tightly clutching Song Zhuangtong's hand, and looking around in panic.

After a series of tedious examinations, Song Zhuangtong followed the doctor out of the ward.

"When can surgery be arranged?"

"We will arrange it as soon as possible, and it will not be later than this week at the latest."

Song Zhuangtong breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a low voice, "Thank you."

After sending the doctor away, he turned around and was about to go back to the ward to appease Song Jing, but his gaze met that of Mr. Song at the corner.

The instantly cold expression was very distant, Song Zhuangtong looked at him coldly, without saying a word.

Under his gaze, Mr. Song walked over slowly on crutches.

"How about meeting Miss Lin?" Mr. Song asked slowly.

Song Zhuangtong sneered and asked, "Is this important?"

"It's not important, but you have to know that Miss Lin is willing to marry you even if she knows that you have a man outside. She has been wronged."

"Wronged? You won't be wronged if you have money."

"Song Zhuangtong, what are you talking about?" Mr. Song rapped the ground heavily with his crutches, and the quiet hospital corridor was resounding. "That's the gift I prepared for you."

Song Zhuangtong stared at Mr. Song, the hatred and disgust in his eyes were undisguised, no matter what, he was his own son, Mr. Song couldn't keep looking at him, and the completely broken relationship between father and son appeared in front of the sadness that surged up in his heart at this moment. Somewhat funny.

Revenge has completely occupied Song Zhuangtong's brain. If he was in front of someone of his age and physical strength, he would have beat him up long ago, but in front of him was his unreasonable and messy father. A piece of sadness.

"Are you really not afraid that I will have a gay grandson for you?"

"Shut up!" This low voice seemed to have exhausted all the strength of Mr. Song. He was on the verge of falling, and he sat down on the chair next to him in a dispirited manner. Song Zhuangtong.

The pleasure he imagined was insignificant, Song Zhuangtong only thought it was ridiculous, he didn't look at Mr. Song any more, and silently opened the door and entered the ward.

Song Jing's operation was scheduled for Friday afternoon. This morning, Beijing had the first snowfall of the year, but Song Zhuangtong had no Wen Yan around him.

The dejection and indifference were fully displayed on Song Zhuangtong's expressionless face. In just a few days, he seemed to have experienced more than ten years of ups and downs.

He looked indifferently at the two families downstairs who were negotiating and chatting. According to the arrangement, they were going to collect their certificates after lunch.After being pointed at by Mr. Song with a smile all over his face, Song Zhuangtong left the window without showing any face.

Miss Lin was not embarrassed either, and took up Mr. Song's words with a smile.

The phone number I just asked for privately from Mr. Song is still on the screen of the phone, thinking of a quick solution to solve the last concern, Miss Lin smiled and said, "I'll make a call."

Call Song Zhuangtong's lover.

It was the first time she had a phone call with a man to announce her official status. Ms. Lin was still a little nervous. She took a deep breath. While waiting for the man to answer the phone, she stomped on her high heels, and a thin layer of ice was stepped out. Crackling sound.

The phone was finally connected.

"Hello?"

The man's feeble voice made Miss Lin stunned, and she asked, "Excuse me, is it Wen—"

It took some effort to think of his name.

"Warm words." He added softly.

Inexplicably, the other party's polite and quiet attitude made Ms. Lin suddenly feel that she had the upper hand. She subconsciously glanced at the empty window, coughed twice, and asked, "What is your relationship with Song Zhuangtong?"

There was a pause on the other end of the phone for a while. If she hadn't heard the other party's slightly heavy breathing due to illness, Ms. Lin would have thought she was gone.

After a while, Wen Yan replied, "A couple relationship."

These four words made her want to laugh a little, but she held back.

"That's it. If there is no accident, I will soon be Mrs. Song. Before I decided to marry Song Zhuangtong, I already knew about your existence, but I don't care what he will do outside."

After calmly speaking the lines she had prepared a long time ago, Miss Lin became more confident.

"Just until I'm pregnant with the baby, can you not have real sex with him?"

After finishing speaking, she chuckled lightly and added the reason——

"After all, no one wants to get sick, right?"

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There's only one more chapter to write about this terrible thing, and I'm also annoyed and angry (clenching fists