My Mr. Song is extremely protective ( Machine Translation )

Luo Qing rambled on for a long time. She felt that her mouth was a little dry before she stopped talking. She stood at the side and thought about what to do next?

Song Jianguo definitely could not let him know about this. If he knew, the child's leg would probably be broken by him... ...

Sometimes, she felt that it was really strange. The father and son were like enemies from their previous lives. They had not gotten along since they were young, and they did not look like each other. All the mess still needed her to clean up. Sometimes, she felt even more tired.

Song Xiangnan stood at the side and listened obediently. He did not say anything to refute her. He was very fond of this moment.

That was because only Luo Qing would be so long-winded, making him feel that there was still someone in the world who cared about him.

"Xiangnan, I've been talking for so long. What exactly happened? " Luo Qing looked at Song Xiangnan. Just like how she had made a mistake in the past, she did not say anything. She was a little resentful that she did not live up to her expectations.

"Mom, I'm sorry to have made you worry. Something happened to me and my friend with someone else, and we got into a fight. I was afraid that you would be worried.

"That's why I haven't been back for the past few days. " Song Xiangnan heard the anger in Luo Qing's tone and immediately lowered his head to admit his mistake.

Luo Qing sighed. "Alright, I'm not angry with you anymore. The matter has already happened. We have to think of a way to resolve it.

"What are you doing here? "

"I don't have the money to pay the hospital fees anymore. " Song Xiangnan took out all the receipts that he had written earlier from his pocket.

Luo Qing immediately took out the receipt after she saw it. She frowned when she saw it. She didn't expect to spend so much money all of a sudden.

And when she looked at it, it was actually a bill for three people?

Although the family business was big, no matter how much property they had, it was not enough for Song Xiangnan to do it alone.

She had seen the child grow up since she was young, so she could not ignore it. She squatted on the ground and picked up the bag. She opened it and saw that there was just 1,000 yuan. She kept 100 yuan for herself in cash.

She squeezed the rest together and handed them all to Song Xiangnan.

"Here's 900 yuan. You can use it for now. If the hospital money is not enough, you can call home.

"But it's best to call during the day. Your father is staying at home recently. "

"thank you, mom. You're the best person to me. I know. I'll call you during the day. ".

"Oh right, what are you doing at the hospital? "

Song Xiangnan took the money without hesitation. From his point of view, Luo Qing treating him well was a matter of course.

It was just that the money was a little small. Previously, he thought he could get a large sum of money, but now it was only 900 yuan. If he dated someone for 500 yuan, there probably wouldn't be much left.

Luo Qing's eyes panicked for a moment. "I'm at the hospital. I'm just visiting a friend. There's nothing much. Don't think too much about it. If you're injured, just recuperate well. When I go back, I'll get the maid to boil some soup for you.

"The food at the hospital isn't nutritious. It's better to eat less. " When she was questioned about why she came to the hospital, she hesitated for a moment but still did not plan to tell Song Xiangnan about the child.

Firstly, the child was too young. Secondly, she was afraid that he would think too much.

Song Jianguo was a cold person, and he treated his child the same way since he was young. Therefore, Song Xiangnan lacked warmth since he was young. She had discovered this a long time ago.

If she told him the news now, she was really worried that the child would not be able to accept it and think that she had abandoned him... ...

Song Xiangnan was very disappointed when he heard this answer. It seemed that she was not his biological mother. In the end, it was a waste. He held the money in his hand tightly to hide his emotions.

"Yes, I know. You don't have to send someone to bring me soup. I will take good care of myself.

Now that I have money, I will go and pay the hospital fees. Otherwise, they will keep urging me."With that, I went to the inpatient department and handed the money to the cashier.