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But now looking at Song Guan’s red eyes and swollen eyes, Song Qingcheng suddenly gave birth to some kind of feeling. Some things will come eventually, but she can completely put an end to it in a few words.

Aunt Gong has come over behind her. "Is it an acquaintance?"
During the whole song dynasty, Aunt Gong smiled slightly and didn’t say yes or deny it. At this moment, Song Guan came from Yang Qi with an emotional sound. "I really have something very important to talk to you alone."
Aunt Gong was well-advised to avoid the kitchen when she heard this.
Song Qingcheng was left alone in the Xuan place.
Song Guan’s fingers at the door of the community slowly clenched and carried the bag. She came from Beijing without telling Mu Xinan that she was not sure about the purpose of her trip, but she didn’t choose.
See Song Qingcheng didn’t promise to meet Song Guan, who was afraid that she would drop her visual words. "I don’t want to see me now. I have considered meeting you. I won’t bother you if I don’t have to."
Said the song guan eyes a sour looked at the song city eyes full of sorrow "your brother is dying these months has not found a suitable kidney source, he is now in the intensive care unit, and his organs are failing badly. The doctor said that Yiyang will go on like this for at most two months-"
Even if you find the kidney source, it won’t help.
Song Guan didn’t finish the words. Tears have fallen.
Look at the tears on her cheeks and hear her son’s worried words. Song Qingcheng can’t be indifferent. Maybe people are like this, but their emotions are always out of control and affected.
Or pregnant women are sentimental.
"You’re right. I’m not a qualified mother and I’m not qualified to let you do anything, but"
Song Guan looked at the other end of the video, and the sound of Song Qingcheng choked. "Yiyang is ten years old this year. No matter whether you have hatred or hate for me, don’t look at Yiyang. It’s your brother who went to the hospital for a kidney match."
Hearing such words again, Song Qingcheng’s nose was faintly sour.
She looked back at the song guan corners of the mouth evoked shallow radian light tone "how can you be an unqualified mother? You are so low-spirited to ask me to take care of my stepdaughter, and you have a loving husband. You run a family very well. If you want to say that you are unqualified, you can’t be a good mother here. "
Song Guan smell speech suddenly couldn’t answer the words.
"It’s said that you don’t want me to have a kidney if you don’t eat tiger poison." Song Qingcheng’s voice became more calm without any emotion. "Yes, it’s not impossible for a person to live without one kidney, and it’s simply happy to save a person. Is that what you think?" Shangxian
"…" Song Guan still has tears in his eyes but tries to refute.
Because she really thinks so.
Even if I feel guilty, I want to save my son more than anything else.
She can’t watch young children die like this. Yiyang is so clever and sensible. If she is willing to give all her kidneys to her children, her matching failed, including all relatives of Mu family. No one’s kidneys are suitable for Yiyang.
Xinan said that it is impossible for so many people in mainland China not to find a suitable kidney source.
Song Guan believes this sentence.
But if a billion people want to find out that this person is different from looking for a needle in a haystack.
Now Yiyang still has a sister who hasn’t been examined. She can’t help but hope.
Looking at the son getting weaker and weaker, Song Guan was all caught up in the help, even though Mu Xina didn’t allow her to come to Song Qingcheng, she still came.
Song Guan didn’t open his mouth to hear the words "I can’t accuse your son of wanting to do things, but I can’t care about it."
"Before the due date, I will have a caesarean section to let the child give birth prematurely and then donate a kidney. What can I get if I do this? Are you grateful for tears? Or is your family paying a lot of money? " After a delicious meal, Song Qingcheng said lightly, "Even if I’m not pregnant, I won’t donate this kidney. Since I didn’t want to destroy your happy life in the past, don’t take me as a stepping stone to repair your happiness now."
Song Guan looked at his unfeeling daughter with a dull heart. "How can you be so cruel?"
"I’m sorry I didn’t raise you. You’re my Yiyang. He’s koo."
Song Guan said with tears, "You can get back at me any way you want. Should a child be involved? Is it really necessary to watch your brother die before you can solve your hatred?"
The whole song dynasty heard this accusation, but the look has not changed as if it were really cold-blooded. Leng Qing looked at Guan Song very coldly. Her tone was still indifferent, but she spoke like a slap in the face of Guan Song. "Don’t forget who I am, my daughter. Some things will be good or bad. You must know better than me."
Song Guan lips micro seems to have suffered a major blow.
"Do you want to continue listening to me?"
Song Qingcheng looked at her. "You come back for granted, but for you, I have long passed the age of wanting a mother, and my feelings naturally fade. I don’t hate you. After all, you gave birth to me, and you pursue your own life. Even if I am your daughter, it is not beneficial to stop it."
"My heart is harder than you want. If you don’t call a few daughters, I will lose my principle and take out my kidney and give you one." Song Qingcheng slowly said, "There is nothing to expect from forcing mother-daughter affection. Now you want to recognize my daughter because your son is ill."
"After so many years of indifference, I remembered that I had a daughter. If I don’t match successfully, do you have to cool down that charity and give me enthusiasm?"
Song Qingcheng’s lips are bent up. "Even if I shed my scab, the old scar still doesn’t mean that I can’t see it and it doesn’t hurt. It doesn’t mean that those things haven’t happened in these years. I have suffered too much. I can’t help but smile and say that there is no backlog in my heart. I can’t write it off if you say’ Mom is back’."
Song Guan clenched her nails and pinched her palm, but she didn’t feel pain. Those words that lingered in her mind made her unable to react more.
Leaving her young daughter to go abroad, now she is suffering the consequences of doing that.
品茶论坛For a long time, Song Guan said, "Are you really unwilling to save your brother?"
Answer that she is the whole Song Dynasty in silence.
Song Guan looked at the whole Song Dynasty and her eyebrows fell straight. She slowly nodded and left Yunxi Road Park without saying anything.
Through the visual words, I watched Song Guan’s increasingly thin back. The whole face of Song Dynasty faded away. She closed her eyes. Even if she disdained the mother-daughter relationship and looked at each other, it was touched after all.
Rebirth before marriage
But this lack of touch made her make that concession.
The same woman, how can she be so private without enjoying a moment of warmth?
When preparing to go back to the house, Song Qingcheng faintly felt abdominal pain.
Aunt Gong washed a plate of grapes and came out from the kitchen. She saw Song Qingcheng sitting on the sofa with one hand touching her belly. She realized that her face suddenly changed and quickly went over and asked, "Is it a stomachache?"
Seeing that Aunt Gong was nervous, Song Qingcheng shook her head and smiled at Aunt Gong. "It doesn’t matter if the child just kicked me."
"Really not uncomfortable?"
Aunt Gong still has unease in her heart.
Today, my husband happens to be away from home, and nothing can go wrong with my wife.
"It’s okay." The whole Song Dynasty knows that it’s just that she’s emotional, but it’s not important to be lax, otherwise she can’t sit here now.
Aunt Gong put the grape and fruit tray to make sure that Song Qingcheng was all right. She was relieved and asked the guest at the gate of the community who had just been blocked by the security guard. "It takes seven minutes for Lao Zhao to come from the door outside. Do you want him to drive to pick it up at home at the moment?"
"No, people have already left."
Song Qingcheng didn’t say Song Guan’s identity said that the other party was an acquaintance from his hometown.
When Aunt Gong was about to leave the living room, Song Qingcheng stopped her and looked at Aunt Gong for a moment. "Don’t tell the guests at home in advance today."
Aunt Gong leng leng immediately promised "good"
Knowing that Aunt Gong had doubts in her heart, Song Qingcheng took the initiative to explain, "It’s my hometown elders who want to find something for me. I can solve it myself. I don’t want him to worry about these trivial things without telling my husband."
Aunt Gong smiled and nodded. "Then don’t tell Mr."