Transmigrating: I Married the Male Protagonist’s Uncle

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, after the fastest update of the book, I married the protagonist and his uncle's latest chapter!To the Song family, Xiao Zheng was just like the family, he pulled it out with one hand.

Originally, based on his ability, staying in the army was the best choice for him. It can develop very well and rise quickly.

But he was worried about the old man's kindness and actively asked to protect him.

The old man knew in his heart that he told him that after a hundred years, let him take care of and promote Xiao Zheng.

"Maybe!" Ji Xing didn't give an accurate answer either.

Song Shu sighed. After the third brother left the operating room and was out of danger, he went to Yanyan to ask. After all, she must be sad now!

Song Chen stood at the door of the operating room, leaning on crutches, staring at the big red characters during the operation.

No matter how old he is, he is a father, and the third child is his son. No matter how much he bothers about his bad temper, he is always his own child.

Now that something happened, he would naturally be worried.

Song Heng and Bailu were guarding him next to the old man, and they also looked worried.

Song Jing's knife wound, as Ji Xing expected, penetrated the wall of his heart, but did not pierce the heart.

The doctor said it was a miracle. There is no probability in a million.

Qiao Yuan guarded Song Jing for twenty-four hours, not willing to go anywhere, neither eating nor drinking.

Song Yiyan came over with the porridge, sighed deeply in her heart, and persuaded softly: "Mom, you can eat something, the doctor said, he..."

Qiao Yuan turned her head and glanced at her.

Song Yiyan swallowed again and changed her words quickly: "The doctor said, Dad is fine, don't worry, you will wake up soon, let me feed you!"

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

Song Yiyan felt distressed: "If you don't eat, then I won't eat anymore."

After she finished speaking, she turned her head and looked at Ji Xing's command: "Don't take it out. Let's not eat. The family goes on a hunger strike, and we starve to death."

Ji Xing is putting the food on the table, all dishes she likes. Grandpa specially ordered them to be delivered. Hearing her words, he put them back one by one.

Qiao Yuan was anxious: "I am not hungry if I don't eat. You two follow me to learn what to do. Go eat."

"If you don't eat, neither of us will eat." Song Yiyan was determined.

Qiao Yuan sighed, worried about where she could eat anything, forcing herself to eat, but she couldn't eat anymore. She couldn't worry about watching her husband wake up.

"Go to eat." Song Jing, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes without knowing when, and his voice was hoarse and weak. He didn't have the slightest strength to raise his hand to touch her. He could only smile hard: "My wife, listen. Yeonyan's words."

Qiao Yuan heard it when he spoke, and she held his hand excitedly: "Husband, are you thirsty? Are you hungry? Do you want to go to the bathroom?"

Song Jing shook her head, and shook her hand with her backhand: "No, you hurry up and eat something."

No matter how haggard is like this, it is because he is not good, and she is terrified.

"Mom, you have to believe what the doctor said." Song Yiyan let out a sigh of relief when he saw him wake up: "It's not yet night, my dad won't wake up."

When Song Jing heard the name Dad, he suddenly felt like a world away. His eyes were a little sore and uncomfortable, but he was happy in his heart.

Since that time she had an engagement ceremony, broke up with Dongfang's family, and also broke up with him. After ran away from home, she never called his dad again.

During this time, he always wanted to make up for the mistakes made at the time. He shouldn't say those cruel words to her, shouldn't drive her away, but he never knew how to speak.

"Husband, you can eat some too. I'll ask the doctor." Qiao Yuan stood up and rang the bell.

The doctors and nurses came in quickly and performed a comprehensive examination on Song Jing, and confirmed that his physical condition had stabilized, and he needed to rest.

Qiao Yuan was relieved: "Husband, there is chicken soup, I will serve you some chicken soup."

Song Yiyan took her hand to leave.

Song Jing suddenly grabbed her finger.

Song Yiyan turned her head and gave him a strange look.

Song Jinghong had a pair of eyes, and her voice was hoarse and obscure: "Yanyan, what happened that time was my father's fault, sorry."

Song Yiyan is a very big person, and she promised that Qiao Yuan will not quarrel with him again. Even after listening to him apologize, she didn't know what it was like: "Um...Dad, I have something wrong, sorry. "

Qiao Yuan watched their father and daughter finally clarify the words face to face, and she shed tears of joy. Between father and daughter, where is there an overnight hatred, how good it is.

Song Jing's voice became more and more hoarse, and she couldn't let her daughter see him crying, so she hurriedly urged: "Get hungry, take your mother to dinner!"

Song Yiyan felt a little awkward, but she quickly accepted it calmly. After all, she was also the biological father of her current body.

Although she is usually a little authoritarian, as long as she realizes the mistakes and corrects them properly, she is a good father, and she will admit him.

Ji Xing took out the food again, and helped to serve a bowl of chicken soup. The oily flowers on the chicken soup were skimmed off, which looked light and delicious.

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

Song Yiyan didn't know if she ate too much or what was wrong, she retched, covered her mouth and ran into the bathroom.

Ji Xing's eyes condensed slightly, and he got up to catch up.

He had forgotten about it because of his uncle's affairs. Her performance in these two days was normal and she had not vomited.

Qiao Yuan told him not to move, she followed into the bathroom.

Song Yiyan was vomiting faintly, and she felt uncomfortable because she was about to vomit out her stomach, and she was a little collapsed.

Qiao Yuan felt sorry for her and slapped her on the back, her eyes were somewhat solemn and surprised: "Yanyan, do you have it?"

This vomiting method is not ordinary vomiting, it looks like morning sickness.

"What's there?" Song Yiyan didn't want to admit it, but she knew in her heart that there were some things she couldn't hide, and she felt much better after she took the water.

"Let's go take a look!" Qiao Yuan looked pale when she saw her vomiting, and her heart was distressed, so she helped her up: "Go to the gynecology department for a check!"

Song Yiyan was a little bit confused, and took her arm, her voice became quieter: "Mom, what do you say if you really have it?"

Qiao Yuan answered naturally: "If you have it, you have it."

Song Yiyan was bitter and she was about to cry, "But I'm not ready yet."

Qiao Yuan patted her hand gently, smiled and comforted: "Isn't life made up of countless surprises? This is a gift from God to you and to us."

Song Yiyan kept her mouth flat: "What you said seems to have really happened to me."