After being tortured and reborn, the real daughter killed Song Nanxi Fu Jingyao crazy

Chapter 219 Song Huainan Will Be Amputated



At this time, at the door of the operating room, they learned that Song Huainan was likely to be paralyzed for the rest of his life. Song Huaicong and Song Huaizhuo both looked shocked.

"How...how is this possible? Is there no other way?" Song Huaicong asked unwilling to give up.

Seeing this, the doctor shook his head: "Amputation is the best option now, otherwise it may be difficult to save his life."

He also knew the doctor who operated on Song Huainan. He was already considered the best surgeon in Yuncheng Hospital. Even if he said this, it meant that there was really no other way.

"Amputation? Why is it like this? Can you think of another solution? My third brother is only in his twenties. If his leg is amputated, his future life will be ruined." Song Huaizhuo said hurriedly.

The doctor said seriously: "The patient is still in the operating room waiting for treatment. You must make a decision quickly, otherwise his life will be in danger."

Under such circumstances, even Song Huaicong, a doctor, felt a little panicked.

He couldn't imagine how Song Huainan would live his life without a leg?

He debuted in the talent show, was a singer and dancer, and had such an arrogant temperament. If he woke up and found out the result, he would probably not be able to accept it at all.

But now there is not much time for surgery, and Song Huaicong also knows that time is of the essence of life, so he finally signed the surgery consent form.

Even he himself didn't know how he signed it. When he handed the surgery consent form to the doctor, his hands were trembling.

After signing, Song Huaicong sat blankly on the bench, covering his face with his hands, his eyes slightly red.

As a surgeon, in the end he couldn't even save his brother's leg, and he felt guilty and guilty.

Seeing this, Song Huaizhuo also sat helplessly on the chair. He thought that if K was here, he would definitely be able to save his third brother, right?

But he also knew that this was impossible. Not to mention whether Song Huainan's situation could wait until K came. Even if he could wait, he might not be able to get K to agree?

At this time, Song Huaiyuan and Song Zhengcheng rushed over after hearing the news. After all, the family now relies on Song Huainan and Song Huaizuo to make money. If something happens to Song Huainan, what will happen to the family in the future?

"Where are the crew? How could this happen? Don't they even have any protective measures?" Song Huaiyuan said angrily with a cold face after hearing the news.

From the moment he learned that Song Huainan was going to have his leg amputated, his assistant had been standing nearby and not daring to speak.

Faced with Song Huaiyuan's questioning, he opened his mouth in a panic: "The crew said that Master Wia is new. Because the filming schedule was tight, they didn't check much. However, the crew doesn't care what happens to them. Everyone will be responsible."

Song Huainan's assistant was a shield pushed by his agent. The news of Song Huainan's accident quickly became a hot search list.

Fans are now surrounding the entrance of the hospital and refuse to leave no matter what.

After Song Huainan's accident, the company's first consideration was its own losses, followed by the compensation and treatment that should be paid to Song Huainan.

Song Huainan's agent is a gold medal agent in the entertainment industry. He has countless celebrities, top artists and even movie kings and queens under his management, but he has no intention of wasting all his energy on a useless person.

Song Huainan also became popular overnight when he debuted, and the company had high expectations for him.

But he has released a few albums in recent years, all of which were tepid. If the company hadn't given up on him for the sake of his fans, he would have given up on him long ago.

Now that he has lost one of his legs, he will probably announce his retirement from the industry after he is discharged from the hospital. What the company is thinking about now is how to stabilize his fans.

After all, Song Huaiyuan had been in the business district and had been tricked. Knowing that this situation would be unlucky for them no matter what.

His face was livid with anger. If the Song family hadn't fallen now, those people wouldn't have bullied them like this.

The more he thought about it, the more he hated himself, and even more hated Song Nanxi for leaving no escape route for them.

When Song Zhengcheng saw that his good son was about to have a leg amputated, he sat helplessly and sighed.

"Where is that girl from Nanxi? Her third brother didn't even know how to take a look even though she was like this. If I had known she was a white-eyed wolf who doesn't recognize her relatives, I shouldn't have agreed to take her back in the first place." Song Zhengcheng had no choice but to vent all his anger. All of this was spread on Song Nanxi.

"Dad, Nanxi has just finished the operation and has just been transferred to the ward. She probably hasn't woken up yet. She won't be able to come even if she wants to." Song Huaicong explained for Song Nanxi on the side.

Hearing that Song Nanxi was undergoing surgery, Song Zhengcheng cast his eyes on Song Qingwei's face again and complained in a low voice: "She has found someone to do the surgery, and she doesn't want to think about Qingwei's feelings?"

Now, as long as Song Nanxi holds the shares of the Song Group, no matter what she does, it will be her fault in the eyes of Song Zhengcheng.

"Dad, my sister can do the surgery because she has the support of the Fu family. I have figured it out. As long as our family is together, it doesn't matter whether we do the surgery or not." Song Qingwei's words directly stirred up hatred, and even made people feel She is more understanding.

Sure enough, Song Zhengcheng's face turned even uglier after hearing her words.

"It's better for you at the critical moment. Dad's love for you is not in vain." Song Zhengcheng sighed.

Seeing this, Song Qingwei sat over, stretched out her arms to hold Song Zhengcheng's arm, and choked with sobs: "Dad, I will earn money to support you and third brother in the future, and it's all because of my third brother that I'm like this, wuwuwu... I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

Song Qingwei cried very sadly. She knew that only in this way would the people of the Song family treat her as one of their own.

As for Song Huainan, he is disabled now. In this situation, as long as I give him some care, take care of him and accompany him, don't you believe that he will still prefer Song Nanxi?

It was impossible for her to watch her brother who had doted on her since childhood being snatched away by Song Nanxi. So what if Song Huainan was destroyed?

And no one would know about what she did. She had already arranged it, and even if those people investigated, they would not investigate her.

Song Qingwei thought of this, and a calculating smile appeared on his lips.

The Song family was waiting here for Song Huainan's surgery. Song Nanxi was already awake at this time.

Originally, Xiao Ye wanted to stay here with Song Nanxi, but he was worried about Xin Wu and the others, so he could only keep an eye on the two of them personally and not let them get close to Song Nanxi.

After Song Nanxi woke up, Cris came over to check her and made sure that she could eat normally, so she felt free to let Fu Jingyao feed her.

Song Nanxi didn't expect that what he saw when he opened his eyes was Fu Jingyao, and he was slightly stunned.

Fu Jingyao raised Song Nanxi's body a little higher and stuffed a pillow behind her so that she could lean on her to eat.

Seeing Song Nanxi looking at him, Fu Jingyao showed a fox-like smile at the corner of his mouth. He stretched out his hand and handed the spoon to Song Nanxi's mouth: "They are all busy. I am the only one who is free. I am left to take care of you. Be good, open your mouth, ah..."


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