With Li Beiting and Lu Yi here, Song Yan doesn't have to worry.

Seeing Qi Ruan being sent for examination, Song Yan returned to Qi Ruan's ward and sat on the sofa in the living room waiting for the result.

Song Yan suddenly remembered that his younger brother seemed to have not contacted him for a while.

He went abroad to study not long ago and fought for his dream of a designer.

Even when he went abroad, Song Cheng would use his rare rest time to call Song Yan and chat with his sister for a while.

But recently, Song Cheng hasn't called for a long time.

Song Yan was busy with Qi Ruan's affairs, and the two of them ended with just a few simple conversations.

After thinking for a while, she felt uneasy. Song Yan pressed the familiar number and waited for a while, but the voice of a young girl came from the opposite side.

"Hello."

The other party's voice was a little restrained.

Song Yan was stunned and replied gently: "Hello, I am Song Cheng's sister. Why didn't he answer the phone?"

Song Cheng must have Song Yan’s caller ID on his mobile phone, so the other party knows Song Yan’s identity.

When Song Yan asked Song Cheng, the other party was obviously panicked, but he replied in a hurry: "Hello sister, I am Ruan Ruan, Song Cheng's friend. He has something to do now and it is not convenient to answer the phone. I asked me to tell my sister that he would call you back later."

"Okay, thank you."

After saying that, Song Yan hung up the phone, thinking about something.

Why does this little girl feel so strange?

She is just Song Cheng’s sister, what is she afraid of?

Song Yan couldn't figure it out.

"What are you thinking?"

Li Beiting came in from outside the ward.

"The doctor said that there were no external injuries on my mother's body, and the internal injuries needed further examination, so let's not worry."

Song Yan quickly shook his head: "It's nothing, I don't worry if Lu Yi is there. I just called Song Cheng, but he didn't answer."

“Maybe it’s busy.”

Li Beiting didn't care either.

"After all, Song Cheng pursues perfection very much in design, and he will definitely spend more time studying."

Song Yan nodded.

Neither of them thought much at this moment.

"I remember he mentioned to me before that his tutor recommended him a good learning opportunity, and he was still helping others with design while studying. Maybe he was really busy."

Since Song Cheng went abroad, he has never touched a penny for the living expenses of Song Yan on Song Cheng's card. Whether it is tuition or daily expenses, he paid for it himself.

Although Song Yan felt distressed, seeing that Song Cheng insisted, Song Yan didn't say anything.

So although Song Yan still sends him some money every month, it is simply used for emergency response.

Li Beiting replied: "Song Cheng will be able to stand alone when he comes back this time."

The two people at this moment didn't know what happened to Song Cheng.

On the other side, Song Cheng was lying on the hospital bed, looking tired and pale.

The girl named Ruan Ruan hung up the phone, looked at Song Cheng on the bed and couldn't help but tighten her fingers. After hesitating for a long time, she couldn't help asking: "Song Cheng, are you really not telling your sister?

The doctor said your condition was serious and you might have amputated..." As he said that, the girl cried a little.

She didn't know why Song Cheng was so stubborn, and why didn't she tell the truth to Song Yan?

A few months ago, Song Cheng injured his arm, but Song Cheng did not tell Song Yan that every video was hidden very well, but a few days ago, Song Cheng's hand was directly rolled in by the machine of the clothing factory. Now the doctor said that the best way is to amputate the limbs... Originally, he did not fully recover after the last arm injury, and this time he suffered a fatal injury.

The doctor is helpless.

If it weren't for the fact that there was no way, the doctor wouldn't be willing to come up with this bad decision.

Song Cheng is a designer.

The hand is half his life.

If her hand is amputated, how could Song Cheng bear it?... The girl's mind is in chaos.

But although Song Cheng was weak, he had a firm attitude: "I know my sister's temper myself, and I don't want to worry about my sister."

Many students in design institutes choose to turn their designs into ready-made clothes, and sometimes they also work part-time to earn living expenses.

Song Cheng applied for a separate machine to make ready-made clothes for his graduation design this time, but an accident happened.

Song Cheng suffered a serious injury before, but he had not healed yet, and he was hit hard again this time, and the situation was not optimistic.

So Song Cheng and Ruan Ruan returned to the country, but unfortunately the same result was still the same.

Song Cheng is now in the largest hospital in City A, but he still gets bad news of amputation.

Ruan Ruan squatted on the ground with her knees weakly, crying in silence.

In this case, what should the two students do?

"Don't cry."

Song Cheng couldn't help but speak.

"Isn't it just a broken arm? I have another one, let alone when I was injured, I felt that an arm would not affect it."

Song Cheng felt that he didn't care about his injuries at all.

But looking at his eyes without any light, did he really think so?

"Don't talk nonsense, okay?"

Ruan Ruan, who has always been gentle, couldn't help but shout.

"You obviously care a lot, why don't you ask your sister for help?

Your brother-in-law has power and power in City A, is there nothing he can do about it?"

Ruan Ruan is approaching collapse.

For a designer, his work is his life.

Song Cheng has always been a right hand. If his right arm is amputated, how long will it take for him to learn to use his left hand?

What's more, a good designer can turn his works into ready-made clothes, because only he or she has a deeper understanding of his or her works. Ordinary people can make the shape of clothes but cannot make the soul of clothes.

Also as a designer, Ruan Ruan knows Song Cheng’s mood best.
Chapter completed!