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Chapter 1585

: Self-destruction

When Song Zhiqing woke up again in a coma, it was the end of the second day of the lunar month, and it was also the day when the aunts returned to their parents' home. After learning about Song Zhiqing, they all rushed over to visit or appease the Lu family.

And Lu's?

She always had a cold face, especially for Song Zi, she had no good face, and she didn't care about her comfort.

Song Zi was surprised. It was not her who made her brother like this. Why did her sister-in-law look bitter and revenge on her?

Jiang came with Song Zi. Given that Lu was still present and several juniors were there, it was hard to say much.

At this moment, Song Lingzhou found that Song Zhiqing's fingers had moved. When he looked at the person, his eyes began to roll.

"Dad is about to wake up, mom, dad is awake."

Lu looked over indifferently, not caring at all.

When Song Zi saw this, his heart sank. Could it be that the matter of my biological brother is very informed?

Song Zhiqing felt that his body was heavy, and a loud scream around him made his mind buzz, feeling blank, unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.

"Dad, you are awake, woo." Song Lingzhou cried so hard that he could not bear to himself.

Song Zhiqing turned his head with difficulty and saw Song Lingzhou with a pair of dark circles facing him. He wanted to scold him for not dead yet. Why did he die?

When he opened his mouth, he found that his throat seemed to be stuck and could not make a sound. He wanted to move and get up, but found that he could not get up and did not respond.

Song Zhiqing's face changed. What's wrong with him?

"Where is the imperial physician, go and invite Medical Doctor Cheng to come." Jiang sent someone out.

When Song Zhiqing heard the word "Imperial Doctor", his consciousness gradually returned, and like an actor sang an opera, it flew through it in a series of flashes.

New Year, love the moon, villa, conversation, car crash...

The car he was sitting overturned, and that was it.

Song Zhiqing turned pale and wanted to move his body, but the fact is that his upper body hurts and his lower body is unconscious.

"I, I..." He looked at everyone in panic, his eyes fell on Lu, who was standing behind the crowd, and his pupils shrank slightly.

The other party's eyes were full of coldness and coldness, without any warmth, which was absolutely indifferent. Even if she had taken Bai Shuilian and the others back, she would not be completely indifferent and resentful like she is now.

Lu knew what he had been hiding secretly!

...

In the outer room of the Winter Warm Pavilion, Song Zhiyuan and others were waiting for the diagnosis inside.

Not long after, Song Zhiqing's roar like a ferocious beast came from inside: "Impossible, this is impossible, how could I be paralyzed? Impossible!"

Song Zhiyuan closed his eyes and opened them again.

Song Zhicheng glanced at the old man, his heart trembled, and the third brother was really paralyzed.

Song Zi, who had learned the causes and consequences from Jiang's side, felt soft and fell on the chair, with a pale face.

No matter how much I hate that I can't be steel, no matter how whimsical he is, it's because of his twins, and blood is dissolved in water. She never thought that this person would be paralyzed, but now, he is paralyzed.

Once this person is paralyzed, it means that he can only work with a bed or a wheelchair from now on. He will never be full of energy and his future will be dispersed all at once.

And these are nothing, it is because Song Zhiqing is unable to move from now on. How should he face this blow?

How to face it?

Can't face it!

Song Zhiqing went crazy. In order to prove that he could not be paralyzed, he struggled to get out of the bed and land. But the final result was that he just struggled and rolled to the ground, and his feet didn't even feel pain, let alone could move.

"Ahhhh." Song Zhiqing yelled madly as he pounded his legs.
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