Do Not Speak Ill of My Mother!
Chapter 104 still wants Song Xiaoyu to donate bone marrow?

Chapter 104: 104 still wants Song Xiaoyu to donate bone marrow?

[Bringing up three kids? That’s indeed not easy! Feel sorry for Tian Xiaoe.]

[Ha, forget it, I’ve had zero expectations for Song Hui and his wife from the moment they showed up! Such phonies! Each one faker than the other! Even managing an IV drip they almost let air into the line? Don’t they know that’s deadly?!]

[Tian Xiaoe is openly foolish, while Song Hui pretends to treat Song Xiaoyu well! Newbies who are unaware can go back and watch the previous episodes, the isolated cabin, his attitude towards Xiaoyu, it’s hard to believe that couple isn’t biased.]

[Just to let everyone know, if you dislike the hassle of childcare, don’t have so many!]

[Yesterday, when I was watching Qin Youran’s live broadcast, she was rushing around non-stop, while Tian Xiaoe just kept gobbling down lunch. Whenever the camera caught her, her face was full of joy, as if she was thrilled to be in the VIP ward, with not a single sign of worry for Song Xiaoyu.]

[Yeah, her dad too, the nurse had to change the IV bags six or seven times, and Song Hui didn’t even bother to ask about Xiaoyu’s condition. As if the person receiving the infusion wasn’t his own daughter.]

[Care can’t be faked, and even if you try, you’ll slip up. They think they’re off camera and put on a show, but it’s the fleeting glimpses that really highlight the truth!]

[Look at that, the little ones all lined up against the glass to see Xiaoyu the moment they arrived, but her own parents couldn’t care less, it’s hilarious!]

Song Hui didn’t expect this generation of netizens to be so discerning.

But now, he didn’t have the leisure to read the comments, his whole heart was set on Yan Yueqing, the mighty God of Wealth.

He wiped the mark off the couch where he had been sitting: "Miss Yan, Miss Xu, please take a seat here."

Yan Yueqing glanced at him, her expression somewhat indifferent, as if she had no desire to interact with him. She turned to the children and said, "Little ones, come over and sit for a while, Sister Xiaoyu is still receiving her IV; you can’t see much through the glass. After I ask the doctor and make sure we can visit, we’ll go in and talk to Sister Xiaoyu, okay?"

Tang Tang, always ready to answer, said, "Okay."

She immediately took Tiantian to the couch to sit down.

Yan Wang and Jun Yan silently walked to the front of the couch and stood one on each side like door gods.

Yan Yueqing observed the two little ones with cold expressions and couldn’t help but twitch the corners of her mouth.

The brothers normally ignored each other, but united when something came up, acting as prideful as though they were competing for attention.

To think, it was a pair of Little Icebergs competing for attention? The contrast was too adorable!

Oh no, she really wanted to laugh.

Worried that her sons might dislike her if she laughed out loud, Yan Yueqing quickly replayed all the painful experiences she had been through over the years in her mind to barely suppress her urge to chuckle.

Song Hui was smart and had noticed that Yan Yueqing didn’t want to talk to him, but he had an important matter that he had to discuss with her.

He lowered his head and thought for a few seconds before speaking with a new approach: "Miss Yan, there’s something I’d like to ask for your advice on."

Yan Yueqing didn’t even need to guess; she knew it had to do with Song Xiaohua: "What is it?"

Song Hui rubbed his hands nervously, looking distressed: "You’ve seen much more of the world than we country folks, and you understand the way things work... I’ve been agonizing over this for a day and still can’t decide what to do..."

"Go ahead," she said.

"Well, Dr. Mao, Xiaohua’s primary physician, is also at this hospital. After hearing about Xiaoyu’s situation, he specially came by to talk to us after work yesterday..." Song Hui looked extremely conflicted.

The audience on the live chat thought of something.

[Oh, the stranger in a white coat who entered the ward last night was Song Xiaohua’s primary physician?]

[I forgot that they came to this hospital for Xiaohua and Xiaoyu to get tested for a match!]

[Xiaoyu has just undergone surgery; she probably can’t go through a bone marrow transplant now, right?]

[Who knows, let’s see what Song Hui has to say.]

"The last blood draw for matching was the day before yesterday. Xiaoyu and Xiao Hua matched successfully..." Song Hui sighed, "But Doctor Mao said... that given Xiaoyu’s current condition, the transplant would be risky. We... we’re very worried... Additionally... the cost of the surgery... our family... our family really is..."

Yan Yueqing understood; they were beating around the bush, hoping that she would offer to pay.

She had previously said she would cover the cost of matching for both of them, including all of Xiaoyu’s expenses since the car accident, which she had been shouldering alone.

Yan Yueqing’s generosity had caused a misunderstanding for Song Hui, as if she would pay for any hospital stays their family might have?

Furthermore, Doctor Mao had already mentioned the risk to Xiaoyu’s transplant, and they were still asking her for money?

Was it possible that as long as she agreed to donate, Song Hui and his wife would use this opportunity as an excuse to forcefully push Xiaoyu into getting the transplant?

They might even spread the word that if they missed the "point," she would stop the donation or something of the sort.

In the end, they would turn all blame towards her!

Yan Yueqing smiled slowly and said, "This matter... I really can’t make the decision."

"What?" Song Hui looked up in surprise, "Miss Yan, didn’t you say at the time—"

As expected, he had found his opening.

Yan Yueqing’s smile was distant, "I did say that I would cover the cost of matching, but as for the rest, we’d discuss it after we had the results."

Song Hui was left speechless by her words, "But... the results are already out..."

Yan Yueqing shrugged helplessly, "Yes, Xiao Hua’s results are out, what does that have to do with Xiaoyu? Haven’t you realized that everything I’ve done so far has been for Xiaoyu?"

Her expression was full of disdain, it was almost as if she had the words "You are just incidental" etched on her face.

Song Hui seemed to understand her but also seemed not to as he stuttered, "Miss Yan, did we... did we offend you in some way?"

"Why do you say that?" Yan Yueqing corrected gently, "I actually like Xiaoyu quite a bit. So, I’m willing to spend money on her matters."

"And Xiao Hua—"

Yan Yueqing inquired doubtfully, "Is there a law that says I have to like all your children? Is it not okay to just have a good impression of Xiaoyu?"

Song Hui was too choked up to respond.

Tian Xiaoe opened her mouth wide, "Miss Yan, you can’t speak like that, you—"

"Then how should I speak? Does someone need to approve where I want to spend my money?" Yan Yueqing’s expression was very innocent.

Jun Yan, watching the scene unfold, couldn’t help but smile to himself.

Dominating!

Indeed, she was the person he liked!

Suitable to be the Madam of the Jun Family!

Much better than Min Zixian from the Min Family, who can only chase after him!

The barrage declared it a satisfying story!

[Hahaha, seeing Yan Yueqing put Song Hui and his wife in their place feels oddly satisfying!]

[Satisfying +1, Song Hui and his family really have no shame. They’re living in the VIP ward paid for by Yan Yueqing, and they’re eating the breakfast the hospital prepared for Xiaoyu, without showing any initiative as parents.]

[Tian Xiaoe didn’t even pick up on Mother Yueqing’s sarcasm just now. Even if the porridge was too thick, she could have shared half with Xiaoyu, but no, she poured it all into the rice soup.]