Song Cian no longer dealt with him and directly pointed out.

"Uncle, don't hide it from me. Tell me honestly if something happened to my mother."

The butler hesitated for a long time but dared not speak.

The gentleman explained before leaving that this matter cannot be told to anyone.

But Song Cian is not someone else, but his wife's biological daughter, so she should probably know.

After thinking for a long time, the housekeeper spoke: "Madam, I suddenly cut my wrist and wanted to commit suicide yesterday."

Hearing this answer, Song Ci'an's expression slowly became stiff.

He asked in disbelief in his eyes and his voice was dumb.

"Isn't this true? My mother is so good, why did she think about committing suicide? Did she make a mistake?"

"Miss Song, don't be too nervous. Madam should be fine now. Mr. He just photographed you worried. He has kept it from you since the accident started."

The housekeeper could understand her current mood, patted Song Ci'an's trembling shoulders and comforted her.

"Tell me which hospital I'm in, I want to go and have a look."

Song Cian took a deep breath and spoke slowly.

The butler knew that she could not stop her, so he could only tell Song Ci'an the address.

I drove to the hospital and asked several nurses before I found Song Yixin's ward.

Through the glass at the door, she saw her mother lying quietly on the hospital bed with gauze wrapped around her wrists, and He Zhilin sat dejectedly beside the bed.

He Zhilin raised his eyes accidentally.

Seeing that Song Cian was standing at the door at this time.

A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes and soon returned to calm, he got up and walked out.

"Ci'an, Uncle didn't mean to hide it from you, it's just."

Before He Zhilin could finish his words, he was taken over by Song Ci'an.

"I know. I want to know more about how my mother is now than why she hides her wrist and commits suicide."

He Zhilin sighed: "She has stabilized her emotions and should wake up soon. Why did she commit suicide? Maybe it's your relationship."

"It has something to do with me?"

Obviously, He Zhilin's remarks did not convince Song Ci'an, with confusion and confusion on his face.

"Last time you were locked at home and suddenly disappeared, your mother might be stimulated, and her mood has been unstable since then. Almost every day, and having nightmares and excessive thoughts have led to some mental illness."

He Zhilin explained patiently, but his eyes were unclear.

Song Cian did not completely believe what the person in front of him said.

She would secretly investigate the truth about her mother's real suicide.

Seeing that she didn't speak, He Zhilin thought she was blaming herself and his lips moved again.

"Don't think too much, I believe she won't blame you. Just wait until she gets better and take more time to spend time with her."

Song Cian nodded silently.

When I walked to the bed, I saw Song Yixin's face was as pale as a piece of paper.

It's all a lie to say that you don't feel sad.

She sat down in He Zhilin's original position, trying to guard her mother instead of stepfather.

After staying in the hospital for the third day, Song Yixin finally opened her eyes.

Relax Song Cian's tense heart.

But my mother's eyes were a little turbid.

"mom?"

Song Ci'an called out softly.

This title has never been called since my father passed away and my mother married again.

I didn't expect that it was in this situation when I spoke again.

Seeing Song Cian's face, Song Yixin felt unfamiliar at first and didn't react for a long time.

But suddenly my pupils shook and pushed my daughter away.

"Don't touch me, don't touch me."
Chapter completed!