I Became the Villain’s Own Daughter

"Fool," Song Qingwan was smiling, but hearing her innocent voice, her eyes couldn't help but get wet:

"Even if my aunt really has a lot of good luck, I'm afraid it won't get better this time..."

Although Song Qingwan wanted to deceive her and coax her, the little girl had to accept the truth sooner or later.

The little girl is very stubborn, and the little milk voice reveals a strong cry:

"If you have a lot of luck, auntie, what about a lot of luck? Lili has a lot of luck! Lili can give them all to auntie, auntie, don't die, okay? Dad, they don't want you to die. If you die, we will be sad, sad, sad! We will die sadly!"

The little girl said "sad" three times in a row, which shows that she was really sad this time.

She never thought that her aunt would die.

Song Qingwan didn't speak anymore, just looked at her with fondness and sadness.

The little girl does not understand what stomach cancer is.

She only knew that her aunt was unlucky and needed a lot of good luck.

As long as my aunt is lucky, she will not be chosen by the little fairy in the sky, nor will she die.

But she had no luck.

When her aunt was sleeping just now, she had already given all her good luck to her aunt.

But my aunt is still not feeling better.

The little girl sniffed and thought about it for a long time, and suddenly seemed to think of something.

Her eyes brightened, and she quickly stretched out her tender and tender fingers in front of Song Qingwan, and said with a look of joy and extra seriousness,

"Auntie! You bite me! Hurry up and bite me! There is a lot of luck in people's blood! If you drink it, you won't get sick or die!"

Song Qingwan was amused by her, and thought that the little girl had watched Journey to the West a lot recently, thinking that she was a Tang monk, and that she could live forever after eating her flesh.

Seeing that she was only smiling but not speaking, the little loli became anxious, and put her fingers closer together, and the little nanny urged, "Auntie!"

Song Qingwan looked at her white and tender little finger, couldn't hold back, grabbed it, kissed it fiercely, and smiled: "Okay, bite, bite, auntie bite now!"

Little girl: "..."

The little girl looked aggrieved: "Auntie, you didn't bite!"

"How could that be!" Song Qingwan looked at her with pretended surprise, and then kissed her little finger again, "Look, auntie, didn't she bite!"

"..."

The little girl knew at a glance that her aunt did not believe her.

She tilted her head and thought about it, and her small body quickly ran out.

After looking around in the corridor, I finally found my father who was on the phone on the balcony at the end of the corridor.

Lu Junhan's face was as expressionless as ever.

Holding the phone in one hand, he is in contact with professional doctors at home and abroad.

Looking out the window with indifferent and cold eyes, the whole person has a sense of alienation and abstinence that strangers should not approach.

The little girl doesn't care whether it will disturb her father's work.

She trotted over, raised her head directly, and said to her father in a milky voice:

"Dad! Can you bite me? You'd better bite me off!"

Lu Junhan: "..."

Lu Junhan slightly moved his phone, glanced at her lightly, sneered, didn't buy it at all, and said coldly:

"I bite you, then you go to your grandfather to complain, and then your grandfather calls again and sends me to the police station to be locked up? You really think about it!"

"No dad!"

The little girl pouted, "Li Li promises not to tell Grandpa!"

"I will!" Lu Junhan glanced at her, raised his eyebrows, and said nonchalantly, "If you disturb my work again, I will sue your grandfather and ask him to send you to the police station!"

"..."

The little girl puffed up her little fat face and stomped her father's foot hard. After snorting badly at her father, she turned around and ran to find Lu Anran.

Lu Anran was in another VIP ward at the moment.

On the hospital bed lies a female dummy.

And Lu Anran was following the two male doctors to learn nursing with a serious face.

Song Qingwan had just finished surgery and had a knife on her body, so she couldn't take a bath for the next few days.

The two male doctors were using the dummy to teach Lu Anran how to move Song Qingwan, how to wipe her body, or massage the muscles that became stiff after lying down for a long time, so as not to encounter Song Qingwan's surgery Wound.

Lu Anran listened very carefully.

When the little girl entered, Lu Anran was kneeling on the bed. Under the doctor's guidance, he gently wiped the dummy's arm with a handkerchief. His movements were meticulous and careful.

Although there are usually special nurses in the hospital to do this, Lu Anran still wanted to do something for Song Qingwan as much as possible to make up for the shortcomings of the past three years.

Moreover, Song Qingwan's days are running out.

She also wanted to do as much filial piety as possible in the time she had.

Lu Anran's posture was much busier than his father, who was just standing on the balcony answering the phone.

The little girl looked at the door for a while, and after thinking about it, she still felt that she should not disturb her aunt.

So, she turned around and ran to find her grandpa again.

Lu Qidong didn't know where he went.

The hospital has a total of three floors. The little girl went up and down and searched inside and out, but she couldn't find the figure of her grandfather.

If it wasn't for the doctors and nurses passing by, the little girl would still want to go into the morgue and find her grandfather.

However, although her grandfather was not found, she was at the entrance of the hospital and met Yu Zheng who was leaning beside the sleek sports car, bowing his head and smoking a cigarette in silence.

Yu Zheng was still wearing the slim and deep suit he saw in the morning, but at this time, his tie was torn off a little impatiently and hung loosely around his neck.

The suit jacket was left open at will, and he himself leaned lazily beside the car body with no image. It was originally abstinence and serious clothes, but he just wore it with a bit of unrestrained casualness.

Compared with the indifferent and calm man in the morning, the wolf-like Yu Zheng now is undoubtedly more real.

And Zhang Yuan was waiting hard not far away.

Looking at the posture, Mr. Yu might have to wait until nine o'clock in the evening.

"Good man uncle!"

When the little girl saw him, her dark eyes lit up.

Obviously, she still remembered the good uncle who helped her aunt this morning.

So, she ran out of the hospital with her short legs, she looked up at him with her big black eyes, and said in a milky voice:

"Uncle good man, why are you here? Are you sick too?"

Yu Zheng lowered his head slightly, took a deep breath of cigarette, and gave her a deep look, without saying a word.

He has always had no good feelings for children, and he also found it extremely troublesome, and he didn't intend to pay attention to it.

But suddenly, dark eyes fell on her delicate and delicate face.