After being abused and reborn, the real daughter went crazy

However, she quickly realized that if Song Huainan really died, the Song family would not be silent at all.

So maybe something happened to Song Huainan, and Song Qingwei wanted to blame her?

Song Nanxi looked at the tie in his hand and sneered. It seemed that Song Huainan's accident had something to do with Song Qingwei.

But her wishful thinking is probably going to fail. Does she not know that there is something called fingerprints in this world?

In order to prevent Song Qingwei from being a demon, Song Nanxi used the sleeve of the hospital gown to hold the tie between his fingers when he took it.

She found a clean bag from the drawer and put the bloody tie in it, planning to send it to Chen Yan after dawn.

After finishing all this, Song Nanxi went back to the hospital bed to rest for a while.

Early the next morning, when she learned about Song Huainan's amputation, she was taken aback. She didn't expect Song Qingwei to do it so well?

Song Huainan lost a leg, and it is basically impossible to get involved in the entertainment industry in the future. She directly ruined Song Huainan's entire life.

Originally, she had no intention of meddling in the Song family's affairs, but Song Qingwei insisted on provoking her, and even wanted to blame her.

In this case, Song Qingwei asked for it.

On the other side of the ward, Song Huainan's anesthetic wore off and he was about to wake up.

Song Huaicong stayed with him all night in the ward worried, and he was relieved after making sure that the amputated limb was not re-infected.

He didn't sleep much all night, and neither did Song Qingwei.

Seeing Song Qingwei wipe Song Huainan's face and arms in front of the hospital bed with a tired face, Song Huaicong walked over with a distressed expression, and took the towel from her hand.

"Qingwei, you should also take a break. You have been in poor health since you were a child. If you continue like this, you will get sick." Song Huaicong said with concern.

Knowing that Song Qingwei had hypoglycemia, he couldn't bear to see her so tired.

"I'm fine. I won't be able to sleep even if I go to rest now. Second brother, you can let me stay here with third brother. Otherwise, I don't feel at ease." Song Qingwei said, looking at Song Huainan with a worried expression.

Seeing this, Song Huaicong stretched out his hand to rub Song Qingwei's head affectionately, and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

"Then you stay here first, and I'll buy you something to eat. You haven't eaten since last night. If you have hypoglycemia, you will be in trouble."

After speaking, Song Huaicong put on his own clothes and walked towards the door.

Seeing that Song Huaicong had left, Song Qingwei sat on a chair to rest.

She reckoned that it was almost time, Song Huainan should wake up too.

So he sat on a chair and lay down in front of his hospital bed, pretending to be asleep.

After Song Huainan opened his eyes, he got used to it for a while, and then seemed to react suddenly, thinking of what he had encountered on the set, and subconsciously wanted to get out of bed, just as he was about to lift the quilt, he found that he was lying on his hospital bed. front figure.

Seeing Song Qingwei, Song Huainan was a little dazed.

He raised his hand to touch Song Qingwei's head, but because he was injured so badly, many places on his body were fractured, and several ribs were broken, so he couldn't move at all.

"Qing...Qingwei..." He called out, but his voice was a little hoarse due to being in a coma for a long time.

But Song Qingwei seemed to hear his voice, and slowly woke up at this moment.

"Third brother, how are you feeling? I'll call a doctor for you." Song Qingwei said and got up in a hurry, not knowing whether she was too excited or flustered, and almost tripped over the chair.

Seeing this, Song Huainan subconsciously wanted to get up and help her.

But because of the injury, every time I moved my body, I felt a piercing pain coming from under my leg.

Only then did he feel something was wrong, and he wanted to reach out to pull the quilt away, but was blocked by Song Qingwei.

"Third brother, don't be like this. No matter what you become, we will not ignore you. You have to believe in yourself and believe in modern medicine. Even if you lose a leg, there will always be a way to stand up."

Song Qingwei reached out and grabbed Song Huainan's arm, persuading him anxiously.

Song Huainan didn't know what happened to him at first, he only remembered that he was hanging on the wire, and for some reason, a rope of the wire suddenly broke, his body was without the support of the wire, and he fell heavily on the wire. It hit the ground and fell.

One of his legs was also hit by a stone on the side, and he lost consciousness for an instant. He himself lost consciousness because of the heavy injury and fell into a complete coma.

Now hearing Song Qingwei's words, Song Huainan finally confirmed one thing, did he have a broken leg?

"You said my leg..." Even if Song Huainan heard the news from Song Qingwei himself, he still couldn't believe it. He couldn't accept the fact that he had a broken leg.

Regardless of Song Qingwei's obstruction, she insisted on lifting the quilt to see.

"Third brother, calm down, don't do this."

Song Qingwei went to pull Song Huainan's arm, but he threw it away violently.

And Song Qingwei was thrown out by him directly, and fell to the ground, her forehead accidentally touched the corner of the table, and blood flowed immediately.

At this time, Song Huainan finally saw the condition of his leg clearly. As Song Qingwei said, his left leg was sawed off, and now he only has one leg left, and he will only be able to live on this leg in the future. .

Song Huainan couldn't accept the blow for a while, and sat on the bed blankly, as if he had lost consciousness of the injuries on his body.

"How could this be?" Song Huainan stared blankly at his legs. The always proud person seemed to be crushed suddenly at this moment. He didn't want to believe it was true.

Song Qingwei got up from the ground at this time, and hurried to comfort Song Huainan: "Third brother, no matter what happens, we will be by your side. Now the medical science is very advanced, as long as you install a prosthetic limb, you can stand up again. Don't give up on yourself."

"So, I'm useless, and I'll have to rely on prosthetics in the future?" Song Huainan said with a self-deprecating face as he leaned on the hospital bed, his eyes lost all light.

Seeing Song Huainan like this, Song Qingwei couldn't help crying, crying very sadly, even more sad than Song Huainan herself, it seemed that she really loved him.

"Qingwei, Huainan..." Song Huaicong had just bought a meal and walked in at this time, and was surprised to see Song Huainan woke up.

He hurried over, wanting to comfort Song Huainan, but also saw the mark on Song Qingwei's forehead.

"What's the matter?" Song Huaicong asked hurriedly when he saw it.

Song Qingwei shook her head hastily: "No...it's okay, third brother didn't do it on purpose, as long as he's okay, my injury is nothing."

Although Song Huaicong was worried about Song Huainan, Song Qingwei felt uncomfortable seeing this.

He first healed the wound on Song Qingwei's forehead, and then he looked at Song Huainan who hadn't recovered from the blow and was a bit self-defeating.

Sighing, he said, "Huainan, I know you don't want to accept this fact now, and I can understand your feelings, but you have to believe that there are miracles in medicine, as long as you don't give up on yourself, no one can give up on you."

"I also know that no matter what we say, you need to accept it yourself, but no matter what, I will not give up on you. You are my brother, and I will find a way to make you stand up again."

He knew that Song Huainan was feeling uncomfortable, and he felt uncomfortable seeing him like this, so he walked over, put his arms around his head, patted his back lightly, and comforted him with a choked voice.