Professional dismantling

"Of course not..." Zhao Ma grabbed Zhao Yao's hand excitedly, "How could my son harm others?"

"Mom, I'm unfilial..." Zhao Yao looked at Zhao Ma's haggard face, "I'm not afraid that you hate me, but don't ignore me, you are just like my own mother, I..."

Zhao Shumin was still immersed in the sadness that his son would not be able to get married and have children in the future, but when he heard such a sentence, he almost couldn't laugh out loud. He reached out and patted Zhao Yao on the shoulder, "What are you talking about, I'm not Whose mother am I, your own mother, I gave birth to a son like you."

Zhao Yao was completely woken up by this slap. After waking up, sweat broke out on his forehead. He almost slipped his mouth. Luckily, Zhao's mother didn't take it to heart. "Well, you are my own mother."

"I heard that you rented a small apartment by yourself?" Zhao's mother touched his face, "What do you usually eat, you've lost weight."

"Eat everything..." Zhao Yao rubbed his face a little embarrassedly, "I'm not picky, I eat whatever I pick."

Zhao Shumin felt a little uncomfortable looking at Zhao Yao like this. Since she was a child, she cared little about this child. Since she married his father, she has devoted herself to her career. After her father passed away, she brought him to the Qin family. The child always felt in her heart that she disliked his father and was against the Qin family and Qin Yin in everything. She had no choice but to send him out of the country.

Think about it, the reason why Zhao Yao became what he is now, she also cannot escape the responsibility.

"The matter between you and Xiaoyin..." She said leisurely after a long while, "I don't care, just let you."

Zhao Yao was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses, excitedly grabbed Zhao Ma's hand, and shouted incoherently, "You...what you said is true...really?"

"Why are you shouting, you can't see the sign because of the noise outside the ward?" A nurse pushing a cart turned around and shouted at Zhao Yao.

Zhao Yao hurriedly lowered his head and said sorry in a low voice, he was slandering in his heart, you yelled louder than me, but he is in a good mood now and doesn't want to start a joke with others.

Zhao Ma stared at the snow-white wall in front of her and stopped talking, as if in a daze, Zhao Yao couldn't help but asked in a low voice, "Is what you said true?"

"Huh?" Seeing the cautious expression on his son's face, Zhao's mother reached out and wiped the corners of his eyes, "I'm so happy that I'm crying? Really, I don't care anymore, I'm getting older, I can't care anymore. I suddenly thought of you According to Aunt Su Yue's words, love is only true if it is mutual, as long as it is love, it should be respected."

The name Su Yue must have been unfamiliar before, but after going to the cemetery with Qin Yin, she is no longer unfamiliar. She is Qin Yin's mother, a woman with a gentle smile and a lady's name.

Zhao Yao suddenly remembered that Zhao Shumin and Qin Liming were their first lovers. After going around for a while, the two finally managed to spend the rest of their lives together in their old age, but it was because they might just...

"Where are you and Uncle Qin?" Zhao Yao asked after wiping his face and gritted his teeth. He didn't want his love to be based on other people's fulfillment, "It took so long for you..."

"It's nothing difficult..." Mother Zhao smiled and said, "I've lived most of my life, and I've figured out a lot of things long ago. If I miss something, I just miss it. I'm past the age where love is everything. , the reason why I chose to come to him was because of the obsession with getting what I wanted when I was young, but now that I am old, many things have already been taken care of."

He patted Zhao Yao's head, "It's nothing compared to a young man in his twenties. I've been with you, Uncle Qin, just like old friends all these years. The initial ignorant love has long since followed. The years and months have almost dissipated, and friends can support each other and go."

Zhao Yao's tears flowed down again from Zhao's mother's words. Whether it was the truth or forcedly, he was very moved. This mother really loved his son, tolerated everything about him and even made him regret for the rest of his life. Such a mother becomes a real son.

"Hey, you are really..." Mother Zhao took a sheet out of her bag and wiped it on Zhao Yao's face, "I didn't think you were a crybaby before, why is it like a switch is installed today, I am happy Cry whether you are happy or not."

Zhao Yao laughed twice, leaned his head on Zhao Ma's shoulder, and said softly, "Mom, I love you."

"It's really disgusting..." Zhao's mother patted her arm, "Goosebumps are almost flooding the inpatient department."

"You're so funny." Zhao Yao giggled in a muffled voice.

Qin Yin woke up at 01:30 in the afternoon. When the doctor said that it was time to visit, Zhao Yao shot into the ward like an arrow on a string with an order.

"How is it? Is it better? Does it hurt?" Zhao Yao looked at Qin Yin beside the hospital bed.

Qin Yin was taken aback for a moment, and then frowned slightly after confirming that the person in front of him was Zhao Yao, "Why are you here, you..." He moved his head slightly, and then he saw Zhao Yao's face clearly, "Crying!" ?”

Zhao Yao raised his sleeve and wiped it, and found that it was dry, he grinned, "No, who cried."

"The eyes are as red as a bunny..." Qin Yin reached out and poked under his eyes, "You don't think I'm dead, do you?"

"Get out..." Zhao Yao slapped his hands away, "I'll sing you a song to celebrate immediately after you die."

"Sing about loving you for 1 years."

"Hey..." Zhao Yao put away the arrogant expression on his face, and smiled at Qin Yin, "Just sing this, and learn it tomorrow."

Qin Yin was lifted up by Zhao Yao's hand, trying to rub Zhao Yao's head, but Qin's father suddenly opened the door and walked in, so he had to retract his half-lifted arm.

"Why did you move after the operation..." Father Qin glared at him after seeing the movement of his hand, and shouted, "Didn't you hear from the doctor that you can't move around during the observation period?"

Qin Yin didn't speak, Zhao Yao stood up in embarrassment, scratched his head, "Lie down well, I... I'll ask the doctor if there is anything I should pay attention to."

When he was going out, Zhao's mother came in, "You don't need to ask, I just asked. I have to observe in the hospital for one night, and I can be discharged tomorrow if everything is normal."

Qin Yin frowned, "I feel fine, can't I leave the hospital today? I don't want to stay in the hospital."

Zhao Yao stood behind Zhao Ma and mouthed to him, "It's okay, I'll stay with you."

The corners of Qin Yin's eyes were bent, and he blinked twice to show that he understood.

"It's the head that hurts, no more than other places..." Zhao Ma dragged a chair beside her and sat down, holding a thermos bucket in her hand, "Your dad went to buy the bone porridge, let me feed you some?"

Qin's father turned his face away uncomfortably, "Since I'm fine, I'll go back to the company, so you can have a good life."

The time for the anesthetic on the head has passed, and Qin Yin just felt very painful now, the feeling like tiny needles piercing the top of the head was uncomfortable, and he put down the big bucket of porridge after only a few mouthfuls.

Zhao Shumin handed the remaining half bucket of porridge to Zhao Yao, "You didn't eat much just now, eat this. Now that Xiaoyin is awake, this amount should not be enough for you."

Zhao Yao held the porridge before he could react, but Qin Yin felt embarrassed, and stretched out his hand to block it, "Aunt Zhao, I've eaten it before, it's unhygienic."

"It's okay..." Zhao Shumin stood up with her bag in her hand, and glanced at Zhao Yao, "How can he think of talking about hygiene at the moment, please rest, I'll go back to school first, and come back tomorrow morning .”

Until the door of the ward opened and closed, the not-so-light sound of the door lock brought Zhao Yao back to reality. He sat down on Zhao Ma's chair happily with the porridge in his hand, and started eating with a spoon.

Qin Yin was stunned, "Is it delicious?"

"It's okay..." Zhao Yao took another mouthful, "It's just a little weak."

"Your mother..." Qin Yin glanced at the closed door, "What's wrong with her?"

"My mother doesn't care about us anymore..." Zhao Yao pulled a tissue from the cabinet and wiped his mouth, "She said she can do whatever we want, but she doesn't care, just let us go."

Qin Yin was stunned for two seconds, then laughed, grabbed Zhao Yao's wrist and asked uncertainly: "So, she agrees?"

"It should be..." Zhao Yao patted the back of his hand, and when he saw the needles on the back of his hand, he jumped up from the chair immediately, "Hey, my ancestor, don't push yourself too hard, you're going so fast Blood vessel burst, doesn't it hurt?"

Only then did Qin Yin lower his head and glance at the back of his hand. The edge of the needle was bruised, which should have been caused by his own exertion just now. Zhao Yao stretched out his hand and was about to ring the nurse's bell. Qin Yin stepped forward and said, "Hey , Don't press it, it's okay."

"It's really all right?" Zhao Yao looked at the back of his hand again, "They all jumped up."

Qin Yin tried to make a fist and open it again, and frowned after repeating it several times, "Forget it, you can press it, and use the other hand to punch it, it feels a little painful."

"I'm calling you crazy!" Zhao Yao slapped Qin Yin on the face when he rang the bell.

When the nurse came in, she grabbed the back of Qin Yin's hand and frowned, "What's wrong with it, wasn't it fine just now? Doesn't the hand hurt like this?"

"It hurts..." Qin Yin smiled at the nurse, "Please prick the other hand."

The nurse glanced at him and curled her lips, then took a new needle and stuck it on again, "Don't move around this time, you are still in the observation period, and your emotions fluctuate too much."

"Understood, thank you."

As soon as the nurse left, Zhao Yao clicked his tongue, "You smiled at me just now."

"Laugh?" Qin Yin was stunned for a moment and realized, "What's wrong with me laughing."

"It's a flattering smile, I guess the nurse is bursting with joy." Zhao Yao gave him the middle finger with contempt.

"Are you jealous?" Qin Yin laughed more happily, "I can't, it's a polite smile."

"Fuck off, I'm not going to eat this flying vinegar." Zhao Yao sat back on the chair angrily, "I haven't asked you yet, how did you get this injury on your head? My mother said you went to your father's company to make a fuss? Crying and fussing?"

"No, it's not too noisy..." Qin Yin coughed softly, and pointed to the water bottle next to him, "Grandpa, enjoy a glass of water, I might be a little thirsty for the next speech."

Zhao Yao got up and poured him a glass of water, helped him to drink and then sat down, twirling his fingers in his ears, "Listen carefully."