Chapter 012 Deserter Song Lingzi was in a daze, vaguely hearing Han Shaoting's voice, and opened her eyes. "Husband, is it you?" Song Lingzi was a little doubtful. She was confused because of the fever before she saw Han Shaoting.

appear in front of yourself.

Song Lingzi's call drew Han Shaoting's attention back. He stretched out his thick palm and touched Song Lingzi's forehead. His eyes were filled with regret: "Lingzi, it's me. How do you feel now? The plane will leave soon.

When we arrive, you will be fine."

"It's so cold!" Song Lingzi hid in Han Shaoting's arms. Seeing her like this, Han Shaoting felt as if his heart had been stabbed several times with a knife. He hugged Song Lingzi tightly and murmured to himself: "Lingzi, it's okay.

The helicopter is almost here."

After saying that, Han Shaoting tightened his arms around Song Lingzi, fearing that Song Lingzi's condition would worsen if the cold wind blew again.

After a while, the sound of two helicopters circling was heard. Chief of Staff Tian directed the plane to land smoothly. Han Shaoting carried Song Lingzi onto the plane, while Chief of Staff Tian carried Lan Siyu on his back and boarded another plane.

Two planes successfully transported Song Lingzi and Lan Siyu to the hospital. As soon as they entered the hospital, nurses and doctors who had been on standby pushed them into the emergency room.

Sitting outside the door of the emergency room, Han Shaoting couldn't resist his tiredness and slowly closed his eyes.

I don't know how long it took, but someone pushed him awake. Han Shaoting opened his eyes and saw a doctor in a white coat. He stood up and asked: "Doctor, how is my wife?"

"She has passed the critical period. Fortunately, you sent her in time. If she were delayed for a while, she would have turned into pneumonia." The doctor said with a serious expression: "During this period, you must take good care of the patient and avoid any sequelae."

Han Shaoting nodded and sat down again, wondering whether he should tell Zhuang Ya about this?

"Lingzi..." Zhuang Ya's voice suddenly appeared at the other end of the corridor.

Han Shaoting was a little shocked, as if he couldn't believe his ears. After a while, a familiar figure appeared in front of Han Shaoting, and Han Shaoting could not help but avoid it.

"Mom." Han Shaoting stepped forward uneasily and called "Mom," then stood quietly where he was.

Zhuang Ya's expression was extremely complicated. She complained in her heart that Han Shaoting had not taken good care of her daughter, but she understood that this matter had nothing to do with Han Shaoting: "Why are you hiding this matter from me?"

"Mom, I'm afraid you're worried." Han Shaoting looked directly into Zhuang Ya's eyes without any intention of avoiding it. "Lingzi's life or death is uncertain. It's enough for me to bear this kind of worry alone. I don't want you to be worried with us."

Zhuang Ya moved her face away and said with sadness: "She is my daughter. Even if I am worried about her, it is what a mother should suffer. But now, I feel that I am really confused. My daughter is suffering outside, and I am here

Nothing happens at home."

"Mom, it's none of your business. I didn't do it well." Han Shaoting glanced at Han Shaoling behind Zhuang Ya, as if he didn't understand why Han Shaoling told Zhuang Ya the matter.

Seeing that Han Shaoting was looking at her younger brother, Zhuang Ya helped Han Shaoling explain: "This matter has nothing to do with Shaoling. It was Lingzi's father who told me."

Only then did Han Shaoting discover Song Jing's existence and remained silent.

"Let's go see Lingzi first." Song Jing was a little unnatural. If he hadn't been dismissed from his post, he wouldn't have thought of looking for Song Lingzi, let alone find out about his daughter's kidnapping. Now Song Jing

, I felt extremely regretful, regretting that I didn’t spend more time getting to know my daughter.

Han Shaoting did not object and accompanied Song Lingzi's parents into the ward. Zhuang Ya looked at her daughter's pale face, and tears suddenly welled up in her eyes.

"Mom, Lingzi is fine. The doctor said she can just take a rest." Han Shaoting comforted Zhuang Ya.

Zhuang Ya glanced at Han Shaoting's camouflage uniform. There were blood stains and grass clippings on the camouflage uniform: "Shaoting, have you rushed over from the scene? It's really hard on you this time. Lingzi can be saved, thanks to your intervention.

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"Mom, one family doesn't speak the same language." Han Shaoting didn't like this polite and distant statement.

When Zhuang Ya thought that Han Shaoting was Song Lingzi's husband and that everything she did was her duty, she couldn't help but feel a bit sarcastic. She had always been polite and courteous to others. If this habit was applied to outsiders, they would at best think of her as being polite.

There is a bit of rejection among family members.

"Brother, you haven't had a good rest today. Now that your uncle and aunt are here, you should go back and rest first." Han Shaoling spoke first to help Han Shaoting out of the siege.

"Why are you resting?" Tang Min hurriedly walked in from outside, her eyebrows raised, and she glared at Han Shaoting with a fierce look: "You don't even have a wife to take care of, so why are you resting?"

"Mom." Han Shaoting was a little shocked when he saw Tang Min. Maybe he had lied to her before, and he had some guilt in his heart.

"Don't call me mom. I don't have a son as incompetent as you." Tang Min scolded Han Shaoting, then turned to Zhuang Ya and smiled: "I spoiled this child. If there is anything wrong, my mother-in-law can do it."

Lesson, he is thick-skinned and not afraid of being beaten."

Zhuang Ya didn't have a deep impression of Tang Min. She only remembered that she was Han Shaoting's mother. Now after listening to her words, she became more and more convinced that Tang Min was a very powerful woman. "Anyway, this time it was thanks to Shaoting.

Otherwise, Lingzi may not be able to escape."

"We are all from the same family, why are you being so polite?" Tang Min turned around and waved to the servant behind him. Taking the thermos from the servant, Tang Min handed it to Zhuang Ya. "This is the bird's nest I stewed with my own hands.

Porridge, wait until Lingzi wakes up, feed her some.

"Thank you for taking the trouble." Zhuang Ya did not refuse. She was also worried that her daughter would wake up hungry. "However, with such a big pot, Lingzi can't finish it. Shaoting, why don't you help Lingzi eat a little?"

"

Han Shaoting shook his head and had no intention of eating at all.

Zhuang Ya didn't care. She opened the thermos and scooped a bowl for Han Shaoting. "Eat it. You haven't eaten well and slept well these days. Bird's nest porridge is just right."

Tang Min lowered his eyes and had to say that Zhuang Ya knew how to be a good person. Naturally, this pot of bird's nest porridge was not stewed for Song Lingzi to eat alone. Knowing that Song Lingzi had an accident and was admitted to the hospital, she felt distressed, but being a mother-in-law is not a mother after all.

The first thing that occurred to her was that her son had suffered a lot these days. She cooked bird's nest porridge herself, just to help her son find a way to behave in front of his father-in-law and mother-in-law.

Naturally, Han Shaoting didn't know about the turbulent undercurrent between his mother-in-law and his mother. Now he really didn't have any intention to eat porridge, so he refused directly: "I don't have the appetite to eat today."

Han Shaoling stabbed Han Shaoting and glanced at the bird's nest porridge.

Han Shaoting was not stupid, and he immediately understood what Han Shaoling meant. So he turned around and said, "However, I can't live up to my mother's wishes. I will drink this porridge now."

As soon as Han Shaoting finished speaking, Zhuang Ya and Tang Min's expressions improved. Zhuang Ya spoke first: "Shaoting, after you finish your porridge, you should go back and rest first. Lingzi's father and I will keep watch here."

Tang Min is not a weakling, and has a loving look: "Don't worry, I will stay here to help you look after Lingzi. After all, Lingzi is my daughter-in-law and half of my daughter."

Han Shaoling lowered his head and looked at the floor tiles with a slight smile in his eyes. When his mother-in-law bumped into her mother-in-law, sparks were flying. Now at this sensitive time, the sparks almost turned into firecrackers.

After hearing what they said, Han Shaoting really wanted to say something: I will take care of my own wife. But as soon as he touched the eyes of the two women, the words stuck in his throat could no longer come out.

Whether it is Tang Min or Zhuang Ya, they are the people who love themselves and Ling Zi the most in the world. Now that something happened to Ling Zi, Tang Min is naturally afraid that Zhuang Ya will blame her, so she will step forward to take responsibility, and Zhuang Ya's mood is understandable.

, when she suddenly heard the news, it would be impossible for her not to be a little angry with herself. Now she is willing to be kind to herself, entirely because of Song Lingzi's relationship. She does not want her daughter to be caught in the dilemma between her husband and her mother.

Han Shaoling made an excuse, pulled Han Shaoting out of the house, and then whispered to Han Shaoting: "Now I finally understand why some people are not afraid of anything but their mother-in-law and their own mother."

After hearing his words, Han Shaoting curled up his mouth and suddenly understood. No matter what, they love their children the same way. As for Zhuang Ya, if he were in her position, he would definitely be angry and leave his good daughter to others.

, not only did not receive good care, but he was admitted to the hospital, which made no one feel comfortable.

"Brother, do you want to turn around?" Han Shaoling suddenly reminded Han Shaoting.

Han Shaoting was puzzled. He raised his head and looked not far away, only to see Jiang Yuanyuan standing not far away, looking at him dreamily.

I Zhong Shaoyin. Han Shaoting glanced at Han Shaoling. Han Shaoling knew what he was interested in and retreated automatically.

"Is she okay?" Jiang Yuanyuan asked with a normal expression, as if she was greeting an old friend.

"Well, it's okay." Han Shaoting saw Jiang Yuanyuan's rosy face and knew that her body was almost recovered. "It was just a false alarm. I was scared."

Jiang Yuanyuan bit her lower lip, "I'm relieved that she's fine." After saying that, Jiang Yuanyuan turned around and left.

"When Lingzi was in a desperate situation, she never thought about giving up her life." Han Shaoting suddenly spoke from behind her: "I look down on those who risk their lives easily, because these people are deserters. They are unwilling to face their own destiny.

She made a mistake, but threatened others with life and death to compromise, but she didn't understand that people who really care about her would be hurt by her behavior, and how could people who didn't care about her care about her life and death? "

Jiang Yuanyuan suddenly turned around, and Han Shaoting had already strode away.

Looking at Han Shaoting's leaving figure, Jiang Yuanyuan showed a sarcastic smile. Yes, he was right. Some people were still struggling on the edge of life and death, but she was clearly living a good life, so why did she waste her life?
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