Mr. Li, Madam, she is not guilty of death

Chapter 743 Su Miao Extra Story 15

"Song Hansheng, Su Miao, who used to shout to become a doctor and chased after your ass, died a long time ago, and was destroyed by you bit by bit! Now I am a reform-through-labour prisoner, a string of numbers that are still alive. I'll call you brother again, this word really makes me sick!"

The disgust in Su Miao's eyes is not just talking, she really hates Song Han.

Song Hansheng thought that he didn't care. The human life between them should be tormented. He took the young Su Miao to his side and adopted him to take revenge on her. Unnecessary feelings, but now there is a suffocating pain in the chest.

"Song Hansheng, I have lost everything. I have no dreams and no self-esteem. I am not proud of this kind of person. You should be very proud of my appearance now. After all, I, the fish you raised, will finally be in the water. drowned."

Su Miao's body was as stiff as a puppet, she tilted her head to look at Song Hansheng, her eyes were like a sea of ​​ink, bottomless.

"To you, a thing like me is just too much, and it doesn't matter if you die, right?"

"No..." Song Hansheng subconsciously retorted.

He admitted that at the beginning he wanted to torture her slowly for his own selfish desires, but slowly he found that after Su Miao went to prison, he was not used to it. He always thought of her from time to time, and even began to regret it.

He used to say that Su Miao was just a sexual thing, but if it was really just a thing, why would he want to forget it, miss it day and night, and like it day by day, but unfortunately he understood too late.

The cell phone rang suddenly, the ringtone was Su Miao's cell phone, Su Miao turned her attention to find the sound and found her cell phone on the bedside table.

The phone contacts display the word "Qin Mo"

Song Hansheng saw it too, and his face darkened instantly.

Qin Mo knew that it was the male doctor who was often with Su Miao. Song Hansheng had always rejected Su Miao and Qin Mo being together. He always felt that Qin Mo had ulterior motives.

Song Hansheng's heart tightened when he saw Su Miao connected the phone.

"I got off work early today. I bought some food and made soup at night. When do you get off work?"

The ward was very quiet, and Song Hansheng naturally heard what Qin Mo said on the phone. He felt very unhappy but didn't know what to do, so he could only stare at Su Miao and answer.

Su Miao glanced at the time: "Okay, I will go back early."

"What kind of soup do you like?"

Qin Mo asked.

"It's all right."

"Let's make crucian carp tofu soup. Drinking it is good for your health. You also like to eat fish. Then I will pick you up."

Listening to the conversation between the two, it seems that they are already living together. The first person Su Miao went to after he was released from prison was not him, but Qin Mo.

Song Hansheng looked at Su Miao's face with a slightly dazed expression. The gentle Su Miao seemed to be back again, but her gentleness was not towards him, but towards Qin Mo. She smiled and spoke softly.

Song Hansheng's face became darker the more he heard it, and he became mad with jealousy. In his mind, Su Miao was still his property, and he didn't want to give her to anyone, not even a look, a breath, or a heartbeat.

With Song Hansheng beside her, Su Miao didn't dare to chat with Qin Mo, so she said a few words and hung up the phone.

Song Hansheng couldn't help eating the taste: "You have been living with him since you came out?"

"Otherwise, do you still want to talk to you, the culprit?"

Su Miao raised her head, her eyes seemed to be mixed with ice, and the frozen person felt chills in her heart, "When will you leave?"

Su Miao's face changed too quickly, she was gentle and docile just now, but in a blink of an eye she became bitter and bitter.

"I sent you to the hospital."

Su Miao looked at him mockingly: "What?

Do you still want me to kneel down and be grateful to you? "

Song Hansheng had a calm voice, feeling very unhappy about Su Miao's differential treatment: "Su Miao, have you forgotten that you broke my flower?"

"I haven't forgotten, I can't pay it, and you won't send me to prison if you ask you to."

"Send you to prison and continue to suffer these crimes?"

"So what, I'm used to it anyway."

The two words of getting used to it can replace all the difficulties and unwillingness in the heart. How much perseverance and sacrifice do you need to get used to the pain?

"Song Hansheng, sometimes I'd rather stay in prison than take another look at you."

Su Miao looked at the drip hanging on her head, the cold liquid flowed into her blood vessels, and her whole left hand was cold.

"That's really embarrassing. From now on, you will have to look at me every day. There is no need for you to go back to Qin Mo."

"What if I want to go back?"

"I remember that Qin Mo seems to be planning to open a hospital recently."

Song Hansheng understated it, and there was a blatant threat in his eyes.

Su Miao's eyes became fierce, she stood up and raised her hands.

With a sound of "pa——", she slapped Song Hansheng hard.

Song Hansheng didn't even turn his head, but his hair was a bit disheveled, but Su Miao, who beat him, was out of breath, and her left hand was still infused with fluid, this movement directly caused the needle to miss, and the blood flowed back.

"Song Hansheng, do you have to let me die in front of you to be willing?"

"You are mine even after you die. Be obedient and come home with me."

"I have no home!"

Su Miao was hoarse. She struggled in front of Song Hansheng like a clown, "Since the Su family went bankrupt, I have no home! I heard what the doctor said to you when I was in a coma. He said that my life span was shortened. I don't know how long I live, but it's definitely not long, I know better than anyone about my body...Song Hansheng, I am a person who died early."

Song Hansheng's face turned pale, his fingertips were trembling, and the sudden heartache came again.

He lowered his eyes and saw that the back of Su Miao's left hand was bleeding, the blood ran along the sharp needle across the back of the hand and slowly fell from the fingertips onto the plain quilt, it was so glaring and conspicuous.

Song Hansheng took out some tissues and rang a few times to call the doctor. He pushed Su Miao back to the bed and wiped the blood on the back of her hands with the tissues.

Such a small wound, but the blood seemed to be unable to stop, and once he let go of his hand, the blood ran out again.

"If you stay by my side and recuperate well, you won't die early."

He said this to Su Miao and seemed to comfort himself.

Su Miao will live for a long time, and the two of them will live forever.

He suddenly glanced at Su Miao's hair, but saw several white hairs in her hair.

It turned out that Su Miao had already grayed her hair earlier.

Su Miao let Song Hansheng hold her hand to wipe off the blood. Sensing his gaze, Su Miao seemed to see through his thoughts, and said word by word: "If the body is broken, it can be cured, but if the heart is dead, it's okay. ?"

Song Hansheng immediately understood what Su Miao meant, and he let go of her hand abruptly. Su Miao hated him for nothing, because she was afraid that she would not even have the intention to hate, and would have no interest in life.