My Mr. Song is extremely protective ( Machine Translation )

Song de's fawning smile made Song Xiangnan feel extremely disgusted. He finally made up his mind. "Dad, I'm fine. It's just that the nurse instructed me to add a fifth of the medicine.

"I need to add a medicine in the bottle. That's why I keep looking at the time. "

Song de Suddenly understood. "So that's how it is! I was thinking too much. The time is up. Hurry up and add it in.

"I'm full, and I'm tired. You can go back after the medicine is done, and I can sleep too. "

Song Xiangnan took action after hearing that. His movements were very professional. This was what Zhao Yisheng had taught him at the last minute in the afternoon. 50 ML of medicinal liquid was all injected into the drip bottle.

As the liquid slowly flowed, it quickly hit Song De's body.

Song de did not feel anything at first. He was dazed and wanted to sleep, but when he was halfway to sleep, he suddenly felt a pain in his heart, and he felt that it was beating very hard.

Bang, Bang, Bang

His heart was beating violently. Song de had no choice but to open his eyes. He looked at Song Xiangnan, who was standing by the bed, and said weakly, "I feel uncomfortable in my heart. What's going on?

Is it an allergy?

"Hurry up and call the doctor for me. Ask him what's going on. "

Song Xiangnan smiled. "Dad, if this is a special medicine from the hospital, it costs 200 yuan for a bottle!

"This is a reaction from the medicine. It's working. Just hold on a little longer.

"Do you plan to stay in bed forever?

"That way, even if you have a good life, you can only stay in bed. You won't be able to enjoy it. "

Hearing his son's advice, Song de also understood this principle. If he didn't have a good body, he could only stay in bed all day.

That was no different from death, so he made up his mind and endured it. However, the pain was getting more and more painful, and the sweat on his forehead was slowly flowing down.

The clothes on his body were already soaked through.

As the pain deepened, he felt that his hands and feet could no longer move.

The corners of his mouth were Numb, and he did not have the strength to open his mouth to speak.

He could only use his eyes to indicate to Song Xiangnan that his body was very uncomfortable. He asked him to quickly call the doctor over.

Song De's survival instinct made him more and more afraid. It was only then that Meng ran remembered that there was no reaction when he was given an IV drip.

After Song Xiangnan added a bottle of medicine into it, his body felt uncomfortable. This made him have no choice but to think more about it.

He looked at Song Xiangnan carefully, but there was no worry on his face. Instead, there was a hint of a smile hidden at the corner of his mouth.

What was there to not understand?

What Song Xiangnan had just given him was not a life-saving medicine, but a medicine that could kill him!

Song De's survival instinct strengthened him. "Ah! " He shouted and pointed at Song Xiangnan. He really wanted to ask him why?

Why did he drug his IV DRIP? Did he really want him to die?

Song Xiangnan sneered. "Are you worthy of being my father?

Who Do you think you are?

After giving me away, you know that I'm doing well.

So you want to take a share?

You're too naive. I'll kill you like I killed an ant.

Does it hurt now?

Oh, I forgot. You're in so much pain that you can't stand it anymore.

I spent 2,000 yuan to get this medicine. It feels good, right!

"I bought it to send you on your way. You can die in peace!

"If you hadn't come, I wouldn't have attacked you. What happened now is all your fault. You can't blame me.

"This is what you get for daydreaming. Do you understand? "

Song de looked at his son who was standing in front of him, blaming him. He couldn't say anything. His body was in pain, but his heart was in pain. At this moment, he really regretted it... ...

Song de felt that his life had been wasted.

He had raised two sons with his own hands, and now he had a son who wanted his life. There were three sons in total, but in the end, what did he get in return?

Thinking about it carefully, none of them could compare to the Filial Piety Song Yi showed him. He smiled bitterly. He had been too nave, thinking that he could enjoy wealth and glory if he found his own son.

In the end, it was all for naught.

Song de Panted heavily. His turbid eyes were wide open until there was no more breathing in his mouth... ...

Song Xiangnan leaned against the door, his heart pounding. This was his first time killing someone, and he was extremely afraid. He was extremely nervous. As time passed, he was very afraid of hearing voices, afraid that outsiders would come in.

Only when he saw that Song de had stopped moving and was not breathing did he carefully walk over.

Seeing that Song De's eyes were wide open, as if he had died with his eyes wide open, he put his hand under his nose to feel. When he realized that there was no breathing, it proved that he was indeed dead.

"I killed someone! "

He was so scared that he sat down on the ground. The medicine bottle in his hand instantly fell to the ground. It rolled a few times and went under the bed.

After about five minutes, when he calmed down, he realized that the medicine bottle in his hand was gone. He looked around and found that it was not there, so he could only choose to give up.

What he needed to deal with now was the medicine in the bottle.

He took down the medicine bottle and poured the medicine into the flower pot with trembling hands. Then, he poured some cold boiling water into it.

After hanging it up again, he heaved a sigh of relief.

When he lowered his head and saw Song De's eyes, he jumped again. He closed his eyes and used his hand to touch song de's face to close his widened eyes.

He opened his eyes again to take a look. After finding that there was no problem. After tidying his clothes, he walked out of the room and ran to the chair outside the door to sit down.

He was already dead. There was no way out for him.

After some time, he heard footsteps and looked up.

Liu Juntao was panting. He took off his coat and wiped the sweat off his forehead with his sleeve. He walked over with a smile. "I'm so sorry. I was delayed by something at home.

"That's why I rushed over now. Aren't you worried? "

Song Xiangnan had calmed down by now and shook his head. "You don't have to be polite with me. I have a rest tomorrow anyway. "

"How can I do that? I took your money because my child is too clingy. Otherwise, he wouldn't have come so late. Why did you hang up the medicine? Is the old man asleep? " Liu juntao threw the coat in his hand onto the chair He sat on the other side and prepared to rest for a while before entering the house to pack up everything.

Song Xiangnan looked at his watch and found that it was already past eight o'clock. The time should be enough. He looked up and said, "yes, he said he wanted to sleep just now, so I came out to sit for a while. He should be done by now. "

Liu juntao stood up. "Yes, let's go in and see the old man. If there's nothing else, you can go back first.

"You can come back during the day. Go home and have a good sleep. Otherwise, you won't be energetic the next day. " After saying that, he opened the door and walked in.

Song Xiangnan hesitated for a moment but didn't follow him in. It didn't take a minute for the sound to come from inside.

"Ah! Quickly call the doctor. The old man is in danger! " Liu Juntao ran out of the room in a panic.

"What? " Song Xiangnan's face was full of panic and his expression was perfect. He grabbed Liu Juntao's arm. "What happened? "