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

Chapter 783 Su Miao Extra Story 55

Su Miao was almost amused by the sudden and appropriate ringtone.

"Threats and coercion won't work, are you starting to show pity now?

Song Hansheng, you are really cheap. "

Song Hansheng didn't expect that Su Miao's "price drop" would be exchanged for his saying "I'm going to die soon"

His heart suddenly became empty, as if a force was desperately grabbing him and falling down, his head hurt even more, he staggered back a step, his body staggering.

Su Miao was sitting in a wheelchair. Although she was much shorter than Song Hansheng, when she put her hands on the handles of the wheelchair and raised her chin slightly, she had the same aura as Song Hansheng.

She raised her eyebrows: "Song Hansheng, I'm a medical student after all, do you think I don't know anything?"

Song Hansheng's heart skipped a beat, and it took a while to understand what Su Miao said.

Yes, he forgot all about it.

Su Miao has done surgery on brain cancer patients, how could she not know the symptoms of brain cancer.

Even if she didn't know these things, she would know that Song Hansheng was sick every day when she saw Song Hansheng having a headache, bleeding, and pale face.

It's not that she didn't know, she just didn't care. During the three or four months after she came back and lived with him, every day when she saw him having a headache, she would just sit on the sidelines and watch him dying.

She knew that he was sick and might be dying, but she still wanted to take revenge on him with the child in her stomach.

Su Miao didn't speak, but the expression on her face seemed to clearly write three words "You deserve it"

"Miao Miao, I told you that I have cancer. I didn't want you to sympathize with me, nor did I want to keep you by my side by selling miserably. I just wanted to make you happier. I have tasted retribution."

Song Hansheng opened his mouth bitterly. He was wearing a mask, and his heavy breathing brought hot air into his eyes, which were burning hot. He wanted to cry, but he couldn't even cry. In addition, he tasted a fishy sweetness in his mouth. .

He was glad that he chose to wear a mask when he came out, otherwise it would be so ugly to vomit blood in front of Su Miao.

"I'm not kind, so I hope Feng Shui will turn around. I'm not malicious, so you don't need to tell me if you turn dead, Song Hansheng, never see you again."

Su Miao glanced at him indifferently, then manipulated the wheelchair to turn around.

When did she become so indifferent?

Su Miao can give a warm greeting to a strange patient, but she is unwilling to give him even a superfluous expression.

Song Hansheng looked at Su Miao like this, but his mind was full of Su Miao's appearance in the past.

Su Miao also cared about him. Brain cancer didn’t come out in a day. He used to have frequent headaches but he didn’t pay much attention to it. Look for reasons outside, not within yourself.

At that time, Su Miao said she hated him but still cared about him. She would make medicine for him, massage him, and massage his pain.

Once she pressed his temple and said: "Song Hansheng, how can you care about others if you don't even care about yourself?

You could have died long ago. "

Song Hansheng is always said to be selfish and selfish and always loves himself. Only Su Miao said that he doesn't even know how to love himself.

Song Hansheng didn't want to hear Su Miao's words "I'll never see her again". He wanted to see her every day, even if he could see her once on the day he died.

Song Hansheng opened his mouth, a dying person can't keep a living person, Su Miao's life is still very long, he has already ruined most of her future, it can't be completely destroyed, so he can only let her go, let go Others also let themselves go.

Song Hansheng can die, anyway, he has nothing to lose, he can do everything to keep Su Miao, he also has this ability and means, but now he is trapped, he is reluctant to use any means to her.

To him, Su Miao is the antidote, the sun that clears up after the rain, the umbrella that appears in time in the rain, and the heater in the cold winter and the twelfth lunar month. Now he has lost his antidote, the umbrella, and the heater is broken Even the last bit of the sun has disappeared.

Song Hansheng could only stand there in a daze and watch Su Miao turn and leave.

He put his cold hands into his pockets to warm them up, but his hands were so cold that they kept shaking, he touched the chain in his pocket, Song Hansheng took it out, and the chain fell to the ground with a crisp sound .

Song Hansheng's eyes fell to the ground with dull eyes, and then he picked up the chain with difficulty. He couldn't help but think, if the Song family hadn't gone bankrupt, or if he hadn't accepted Jiang Yurou's help at that time, would the result between him and Su Miao be completely different? no the same?

When Su Miao turned around, Qin Mo saw it and walked over to take her away.

Su Miao heard something fall on the ground behind her, she turned her head and saw Song Hansheng holding a gold chain in his hand, which somehow made her feel a little familiar.

"go?"

Qin Mo interrupted her train of thought.

"Let's go back and drink the pork bone crucian carp soup you made."

The two pretended that nothing happened, as if Song Hansheng had never appeared, and Qin Mo took Su Miao away with a wheelchair.

Qin Mo didn't ask what she and Song Hansheng had said, and went to see the car, but it was Su Miao who spoke first.

"Song Hansheng said he had brain cancer."

Qin Mo was holding Su Miao's seat belt, but when he heard what she said, he was startled, and then he pretended to be nonchalant and buckled up the seat belt.

Qin Mo glanced at Su Miao's hand intentionally or unintentionally, brain cancer, if Su Miao's hand is good, she can pick up the scalpel.

Song Hansheng indirectly ruined Su Miao's hand, and he also ruined his own way of survival. As expected, wicked people have a hard life, and Qin Mo felt that giving him brain cancer was a light punishment.

"Did he tell you this to keep you?

what are you thinking? "

Qin Mo himself didn't know how tight his voice was when he asked Su Miao this sentence.

He was afraid that Su Miao would compromise and return to Song Hansheng because of this.

"I am neither kind nor stupid. How could I return to him because of this? If I wanted to, I would not take off my clothes in front of the media and pretend to be pitiful. Qin Mo, I am very bad. I lied to everyone today. Man, I was actually in prison at my own will. I wanted to get rid of him, but I hated him but couldn't kill him. I thought I would still be Su Miao in the past after I got out of prison, but the past is the past, and I can never go back. went."

Before being imprisoned, Su Miao encouraged herself. She thought she was very strong and could easily survive all the hardships. She didn't need the understanding of those netizens. It doesn't matter if they scold her. As long as the people she cares about believe in her, Qin Mo , there was the dean who looked at her, there was Shen Qing...

But after entering, I realized that there is a use for being strong in her heart. She is not even an ant in it, just like tiny dust, which will disperse when the wind blows.

As soon as her hands warmed up, Su Miao lowered her head and found that it was Qin Mo holding her hand.

"As far as I'm concerned, you are you."