Chapter 1103: I don't care anymore

Song Hefeng laughed in a low voice, and he sat down on the chair in despair.
Immediately, he turned his head to look at Lan Xiao, and a trace of apology flashed across his eyes: "Lan Xiao is sorry that you were involved in this accident. You go first, and I will take care of the rest. I'm sorry, I I will apologize to you on behalf of my mother, and hope you can forgive her for her love for children."
Lan Xiao sighed, she took out her mobile phone and dialed a number to go out.
She didn't know that the medicine given by Mrs. Song was not very powerful.
After all, calling for an ambulance is the right choice.
"I called the doctor to come over for you, and someone will take you to the hospital later...this matter is not your fault, you don't have to feel guilty. It's just Song Hefeng, I hope you can take care of your mother. Don’t let her do something that offends me a second time. This time, I see one of our classmates and I choose to forgive her. If there is another time, then don’t blame me for being rude..."
Song Hefeng's body began to warm up gradually.
He gritted his teeth and held it back, grinning at Lan Xiao's lips.
"Okay, thank you."
Lan Xiao didn't say anything any more, picked up her coat and bag and left the box.
In the box, Mrs. Song looked after Song Hefeng in a panic.
She looked at Song Hefeng's somewhat ugly expression, and she asked carefully, "Hefeng, how do you feel now? Why don't you ask your mother to find a clean girl? If you go to the hospital for treatment and inject drugs, it will damage your body after all... …"
An irritation flashed through Song Hefeng's eyes and pushed Mrs. Song away.
He leaned on the seat and stood up staggeringly.
"Mom, don't you realize that you have done these wrong things until now?"
Mrs. Song was startled, she looked at Song Hefeng, and then smiled and asked.
"Wrong thing? What's wrong with me? I did all this for your own good. You know, mom is the person who loves you most in this world. As long as you like it, mom will do her best to fight for you... Why don't you understand, mother's painstaking efforts?"
Song Hefeng smiled desolately, looking up at the chandelier above his head.
"Heh... for my own good? Ever since you were a kid, whatever you do has been such an excuse. Mom, do you know? Your love has made me feel suffocated over the years. I'm almost out of breath. I feel that sometimes when I live under your wings, it's just a waste."
"Do you think those things you do are good for me? Actually, it's just to satisfy your selfish and self-righteous maternal love... You don't love me, you just satisfy yourself. I like Lan Xiao, yes, But I don't want to see her in pain, she is sad. Mom, have you ever thought that if you were to be drugged this time, Lan Xiao would not be discovered. What will be the end result?"
Speaking of Lan Xiao, a trace of jealousy crossed Madam Song's eyes.
It was this woman. If it weren't for her, the relationship between her and her son would not have become so bad.
Mrs. Song bit her lip and snorted coldly: "What can be the result? She became your woman... Naturally she and Wen Muchu can't be together again. Dignified future president, how could he want a woman with a dirty body? Lan Xiao, her last choice is you... won't you get what you want and stay with her forever?"
Listening to Mrs. Song's self-deception, Song Hefeng looked at Mrs. Song disappointedly.
The light in his eyes, at this moment, dimmed a little bit by inch.
"Heh... got what you wanted? Stay with her forever? Mom, you are too naive to think. Believe me, if your plan succeeds, you, me, and the entire Song family, we will all be lost. Hell. Wen Muchu... He will definitely kill us all."
"And I, will never be able to forgive myself... Even without Wen Muchu's hands, I will personally forgive Lan Xiao. What should I forgive me? It's just my fate..."
Mrs. Song's eyes were full of surprise, she hardly wanted to think about the ending.
She shook her head, retorted somewhat collapsed.
"No...it won't be like that...no...son, you just like Lan Xiao, you just have a good impression of her. How could you end your life in order to forgive her? You? You can’t do this. Mom gave birth to you and raised you. You have no right to treat yourself so cruelly."
Song Hefeng smiled sadly, and he glanced sadly at Mrs. Song.
"Yes... Mom is right, I was born and raised by you. My life really cannot be decided by myself... I shouldn't have my own thoughts and feelings, nor dare I have my own Of life..."
Madam Song's heart trembled suddenly.
There was a sharp pain in my heart.
She shook her head at Song Hefeng: "No, mother didn't mean that."
Song Hefeng was completely disappointed with Mrs. Song. He sneered and replied: "Is there any point? Mom, if you think I shouldn't have my own mind and life, then you continue to control my life. Anyway, I don't care..."
Mrs. Song's head was dumbfounded, and she didn't understand for a long while, what did Song Hefeng's last sentence mean.
Someone pushed the door open, and Song Qiaoqiao rushed in with someone.
She glanced at the bewildered Madam Song, and immediately held on to Song Hefeng, who was crumbling and burning like fire.
"Gentle style..."
"Sister, take me to the hospital..." Song Hefeng smiled at Song Qiaoqiao's lips, and then went completely into a coma after his eyes went dark.
Song Qiaoqiao was frightened and hurriedly called the doctor.
The doctor came with Song Qiaoqiao, and they quickly checked Song Hefeng's condition.
Immediately, several people carried Song Hefeng onto a stretcher and out of the box.
Song Qiaoqiao walked to the door and stopped slowly.
She looked at the house, Madam Song who was still motionless.
"Mother, I'll send someone to take you home..."
Madam Song's eyes swept towards Song Qiaoqiao coldly.
"Send me home? I went home and asked you to stay in the hospital to take care of Hefeng. Do you want to use this to divorce our relationship between mother and child? I tell you, I will never give you this opportunity...huh..."
As Mrs. Song said, picking up her bag, she staggered and ran out of the box in embarrassment.
Song Qiaoqiao looked at Mrs. Song's disappearing back, and she smiled bitterly.
"Separate your love between mother and son? You and the gentle wind are mother and son, so what about me and you? Isn't it a mother and daughter?"

Back to the ward, Wen Muchu saw that Lan Xiao's face was not good, and asked her what happened.
In order to prevent him from getting angry again, Lan Xiao didn't tell him.
Just say that Mrs. Song is really an annoying old witch.
Although Lan Xiao didn't say anything, Wen Muchu was not a fool.
He knew that something must have happened, but Lan Xiao didn't want to say.
He didn't force Lan Xiao, nor did he ask about it again.
However, he immediately called Gu Ci while Lan Xiao was away and asked him to investigate the matter.