To the Song family, Xiao Zheng was like their family. He was trained by them.

Originally, with his skills, staying in the army was the best choice for him. He could develop well and rise quickly.

However, he remembered the old man’s kindness and took the initiative to protect him.

The old man knew very well that he had told him to take care of Xiao Zheng after he passed away.

“Maybe!” Ji Xing did not give an accurate answer.

Song Shu sighed. After the Third Brother left the operating theater and was out of danger, he would go and ask Yanyan. After all, she must be sad now!

Song Chen stood at the door of the operating theater with his walking stick, his eyes fixed on the red words outside the operating theater.

No matter how old he was, he was still a father. Third Brother was still his son. No matter how annoyed he was with his bad temper, he was still his own child.

Now that something had happened, he was naturally on tenterhooks.

Song Heng and Bai Lu stood beside the old man, protecting him with worried expressions.

Just as Ji Xing had expected, Song Jing’s knife wound only affected the heart wall and did not reach his heart.

The doctor said it was a miracle, a one in a million chance.

Qiao Yuan watched over Song Jing 24 hours a day, unwilling to go anywhere, not eating or drinking.

Song Yiyan carried the porridge over and sighed deeply in her heart. She advised gently, “Mom, eat something. The doctor said that he…”

Qiao Yuan turned to look at her.

Song Yiyan swallowed her words and quickly changed her words. “The doctor said that Dad is fine. Don’t worry, he will wake up soon. I’ll feed you!”

“I’m not hungry. I can’t eat.” Qiao Yuan’s face was very haggard, and her eyes were still red and swollen.

Song Yiyan’s heart ached. “If you don’t want to eat, then I won’t eat either.”

After she finished speaking, she turned to look at Ji Xing and instructed, “Don’t take it out. Let’s not eat it, we’ll starve to death as a family.”

Ji Xing was placing dishes on the table, they were all her favorite dishes. Her grandfather had specially instructed someone to send them over. When he heard her words, he put them back one by one.

Qiao Yuan panicked. “I’m not hungry. Why are you two learning from me? Hurry up and eat.”

“If you don’t eat, neither will we,” Song Yiyan said firmly.

Qiao Yuan sighed, worried. How could she eat anything? She couldn’t eat even if she forced herself to, she wouldn’t be at ease until her husband woke up.

“Go eat.” Song Jing, who was lying on the bed, had opened his eyes. His voice was hoarse and weak. He wanted to raise his hand to touch her, but he didn’t have the slightest strength. He could only try his best to smile. “Honey, listen to Yanyan.”

Qiao Yuan heard him when he spoke. She held his hand excitedly. “Hubby, are you thirsty? Are you hungry? Do you want to go to the washroom?”

Song Jing shook his head and held her hand. “No, go eat something.”

Why was he so haggard? It was all his fault that she was worried.

“Mom, you have to believe the doctor’s words.” Seeing that he had woken up, Song Yiyan heaved a sigh of relief. “It’s not even night yet and Dad has woken up.”

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When Song Jing heard the word father, he suddenly felt as if a lifetime had passed. His eyes were sore and uncomfortable, but he was happy.

Ever since she had made a fuss about the engagement ceremony, fallen out with the Dongfang family, and fallen out with him, she had never called him father again.

All this time, he’d been trying to make up for the mistake he’d made. He shouldn’t have said those harsh words to her and chased her away. But he’d never known how to start.

“Hubby, have some too. I’ll ask the doctor.” Qiao Yuan stood up and pressed the bell.

The doctor and nurse soon came in and gave Song Jing a comprehensive examination to confirm that his condition had stabilized. He just needed to rest.

Only then did Qiao Yuan feel relieved. “Hubby, there’s chicken soup. I’ll scoop some for you.”

Song Yiyan took her hand and was about to leave when Song Jing suddenly grabbed her finger. Song Yiyan turned around and gave him a strange look.

Song Jing’s eyes were red and his voice was hoarse. “Yanyan, it was all Dad’s fault that time. I’m sorry.”

Song Yiyan was a magnanimous person and had promised Qiao Yuan that she would not argue with him again. However, she did not know what to feel when she heard him apologize. “Um… Dad, I’m sorry.”

Qiao Yuan watched as the father and daughter finally made things clear face to face, she was so happy that tears fell from her eyes. There was no overnight hatred between father and daughter, this was great.

Song Jing’s voice became hoarse, he couldn’t let his daughter see him cry. He quickly urged, “You must be hungry. Take your mother to eat!”

Song Yiyan felt a little awkward, but she quickly accepted it calmly. After all, he was her biological father.

Although he was usually a little autocratic, as long as he could realize his mistakes and correct them, he was a good father. She would acknowledge him.

Ji Xing took out the food and even helped scoop a bowl of chicken soup. The oil on the chicken soup had been removed, and it looked light and delicious.

Qiao Yuan fed Song Jing a bowl of chicken soup and got up to eat.

Song Yiyan didn’t know if she had eaten too much or something, but she retched and covered her mouth as she ran into the washroom.

Ji Xing’s eyes narrowed as he stood up to chase after her.

He’d forgotten about it because of what had happened to his uncle. She’d been acting normal for the past two days and hadn’t thrown up.

Qiao Yuan told him not to move and she followed him into the washroom.

Song Yiyan vomited until she was dizzy. She felt so uncomfortable and felt like she was about to vomit her stomach out.

Qiao Yuan’s heart ached as she patted her back. Her eyes were filled with seriousness and surprise. “Yanyan, are you pregnant?”

This vomiting method was not ordinary vomiting. It looked like morning sickness.

“What do you mean?” Song Yiyan didn’t want to admit it, but she knew in her heart that there were some things that couldn’t be hidden. She felt much better after drinking some water.

“Let’s go take a look!” Qiao Yuan’s heart ached when she saw her pale face from vomiting. She helped her up. “Let’s go to the gynecology department for a checkup!”

Song Yiyan was a little scared. She grabbed her arm and whispered, “Mom, what if I really was pregnant?”

Qiao Yuan replied matter-of-factly, “So be it.”

Song Yiyan’s face was bitter and she was about to cry. “But I’m not ready yet.”

Qiao Yuan patted her hand gently and comforted her with a smile. “Isn’t life made up of countless surprises? This is a gift from the heavens to you and us.”

Song Yiyan pursed her lips. “You make it sound like I am really pregnant.”