Chapter 399: Why would the Yu family treat you

Chapter 399 Why the Yu family will treat you
"grandfather……"
Hearing his voice, the little girl raised her eyes with her teary eyes, her white tender little fingers pointed at the cold-faced father beside her, and the little milk complained in a choked voice:
"Pigs are gone! Dad... Dad ate it, ooh, he ate other people's ass. He even threw away their heads..."
The "people" in the little girl's mouth obviously refers to Zhuzhubao.
But to Lu Qidong who didn't know it, it was not the case.
He was silent for a second after listening, then turned around and picked up the phone:
"Hey, the police station? There is someone molesting a child here. Yes, yes, my own daughter. The little girl is very cute. She is only three years old. That's right. It's really frantic. The animals are worse than me? It's just a passer-by who sees uneven roads, and has nothing to do with the little bunnies of beasts! Uhhhh, the little girl is crying miserably now, when do you think you can come?"
Lu Junhan: "..."
Lu Anran: "..."
...
In the end, Lu Anran hurriedly came forward to explain, and this prevented his brother from being jailed.
When the little girl heard her grandfather say the word "police", she was so scared that she didn't dare to cry anymore.
I was afraid that if I kept crying, I would be taken away by the police uncle.
After she finished crying, she did not forget to protect her last remaining piglet, for fear that this pig would also be brutally attacked by her father.
After listening to Lu Anran's explanation, Lu Qidong gave a lightly awkward cough, looked at Lu Junhan with an indifferent expression, and stopped talking.
After a while, Lu Qidong said euphemistically:
In fact, he still believes in what he is like. After all, he is his own son, so he is naturally not such a beast, who can bite his daughter.
The phone call just now was actually a test.
And said, I just want to see, Xiaohanhan, do you have the courage to resist your dad? Now it seems that you are still very filial and did not interrupt your dad. This filial piety will be remembered forever by my dad. A son is really a blessing to my father.
Lu Junhan's indifferent and cold face no longer showed much expression.
But he was almost able to conclude that, except for him and Lu Anran, everyone else had a brain disease.
After a while, a group of talented people entered Song Qingwan's ward, including the little girl who had been concealing Song Qingwan's condition from yesterday.
Originally, Lu Anran and Lu Qidong didn't want the little girl to know that her aunt was dying.
But now Song Qingwan wanted to die, they couldn't help it.
It doesn't matter if they are selfish or selfish, but they just don't want to give up so easily.
Now that medicine is so advanced, there will always be a way, how can I know if I don’t try it.
The biggest problem at present is that Song Qingwan does not cooperate with treatment at all.
Once left untreated, if the condition deteriorates, he can only live for one month at most.
But one month is enough.
Song Qingwan said a lot to Lu Qidong just now, and her mood was a bit sentimental. It was inevitable that she was a little tired, so she slept.
Who knows, when I woke up, I saw the cute little girl lying next to the hospital bed, tilting her head and looking at her.
Song Qingwan knew that this was Lu Qidong's handwriting instantly, and turned her head and gave him a fierce look.
OK!
I was guilty and didn't dare to persuade her, but got this little guy in.
Lu Qidong directly pretended not to see it, and looked up at the ceiling with an innocent look.
"Auntie, are you sick?"
The little girl had her eyes open, her expression worried.
She looked at Song Qingwan, who was lying on the hospital bed with a pale and weak expression, and remembered Lu Qidong who was also lying on the hospital bed before. After thinking about it, she frowned and said seriously and affirmatively.
"Auntie, you must be sick!"
"Yes, auntie is sick," Song Qingwan saw that she couldn't hide it, so she didn't hide it. Before Lu Qidong spoke, she quickly said:
"But don't be afraid, the aunt has a minor illness, and it will be cured after lying on the bed!"
"really?"
The little girl looked at her with her dark, clear eyes, and whispered, "Auntie, don't lie to others. If you lie to them, they will be very sad."
The little girl actually doesn't understand anything.
Seeing auntie like this, she faintly guessed that yesterday and today, father, grandfather, and aunt must be busy with auntie's illness.
I heard that human life is very fragile. Sometimes when you get sick you will die!
It's terrible anyway.
"I……"
Song Qingwan wanted to say, of course, what the aunt lied to you, but she couldn't say anything when she spoke to the little girl's clear and worried eyes.
She sighed helplessly and rubbed the little girl's head. She didn't want to lie to Lili, and didn't want to make Lili sad. In the end, she said nothing.
Song Qingwan had a very indifferent view of life and death. She knew she was going to die two years ago. At the beginning, she was unwilling to accept death. But later, she was able to accept death calmly.
When she didn't know what to say, she inadvertently scanned Lu Anran next to the little girl.
Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Song Qingwan's face sank.
Just about to make a cold voice, but still barely suppressed her fiery temper, she calmly said towards Lu Anran:
"Lu Anran, come here, I have something to ask you!"
Seeing Song Qingwan's gloomy face, Lu Anran thought she had done something wrong, which made her aunt angry.
She came over, her hands and feet a little awkward.
She looked at her, her voice trembled slightly: "Auntie..."
Song Qingwan didn't sloppy with her, pursed her lips and asked directly.
"What's the matter with your genetic defect? ​​Why don't I and your brother know at all?"
Lu Anran was startled suddenly.
She raised her eyes and looked at Song Qingwan blankly, as if she hadn't expected that they would know about it.
After a long time, she moved her lips slightly. Just as she was about to speak, Song Qingwan interrupted her:
"To be honest! I don't want to listen to lies. Your father has told us most of the things, but I want to listen to you! You don't want me to go on with regrets?"
Lu Anran paused: "Auntie, I..."
Before she finished speaking, Song Qingwan was talking, but she laughed at herself first. She smiled, and tears came out:
"I thought... my aunt was bad enough, but I didn't expect it could be worse! Heh, it's been more than ten years, and I don't even know about your illness..."
"No, aunt!"
When Lu Anran saw this, he was immediately anxious, and an urgent blush appeared on his pale face, "This is not your problem! It's me, it's myself..."
"Then tell us exactly what happened, why the Yu family would treat you, and why did you hide it from us!"
(End of this chapter)