Chapter 709 Overheard Conversation (9)

Song Qingchun was very tired, but he slept very restlessly. He would wake up every once in a while. He didn't fall asleep completely until eleven o'clock in the afternoon. At three o'clock in the afternoon, Song Qingchun woke up.

Su Zhinian woke up earlier than the attending doctor expected. At five o'clock in the evening, he opened his eyes.

However, Su Zhinian's intravenous drip was filled with sedative and analgesic drugs. When he woke up, he didn't say a word.

Doctors and nurses arrived and gathered around the bed to examine him. The only seat left was occupied by Su's mother, and Song Qingchun could only stand at a distance.

Su Zhinian didn't react at all to Su's mother's excited and tearful words. He seemed to be in pieces because he had been in a coma for too long. He stared at the snow-white ceiling for a long time before he seemed to regain consciousness. When he felt something, he slowly moved his eyes, looked a little weak and struggled to ask: "Where is youth?"

Su Zhinian's voice was very weak, but Song Qingchun, who was standing more than one meter away, still heard it clearly.

Her heart suddenly seemed to be wrapped in something, warm, hot, and filled with indescribable satisfaction and sourness.

It had been two days and two nights since he was in coma, but when he opened his eyes, the first thing he said was, "Where is youth?"

Mother Su seemed to be so happy that she didn't notice Su Zhinian's words at all, and kept asking: "A-Nian, how do you feel? Do you know that you scared your mother, and you are finally awake..." …”

Su Zhinian frowned because he didn't hear the answer he wanted. His lips continued to move. Before he could speak, he heard a very soft voice: "Su Zhinian."

The voice was as soft as a whisper, but Su Zhinian, whose hearing was beyond ordinary people, still turned his head following the voice, and met Song Qingchun's eyes through his mother's arm.

Mother Su was still caring about Su Zhinian, and Song Qingchun looked back at him quietly without speaking, but the corners of her lips raised.

When he saw her smile, he was stunned for a moment, and then he blinked, his expression obviously softening.

The corners of Song Qingchun's lips rose even more. She didn't laugh out loud, but it seemed like she laughed out loud, but her eyes slowly turned red.

Su Zhinian moved his lips, but he made no sound, but Song Qingchun could clearly see the shape of his lips and knew that he was saying to her: "Don't cry."

Song Qingchun's tears fell immediately, but the smile on her face became brighter and brighter. She followed his example and moved her lips without making a sound, and replied: "I know I'm so happy. I'm so happy." You can wake up."

Her lips moved very slowly, almost speaking word by word. He could see it clearly. After she finished speaking, he was just about to reply when he realized that his son was staring in one direction and was not moving. Mother Su turned her head and looked at Song Qingchun.

It turned out that his son had been looking at Song Qingchun after he woke up... Su's mother's inner thoughts were transmitted to his heart along the way she held Su Zhinian's hand. Su Zhinian lowered his eyes and turned his gaze from Song Qingchun's body was pulled back to Su's mother's body, and she called softly: "Mom."

Su Zhinian's voice immediately drew Su's mother's attention away from Song Qingchun. She turned her head and began to care and love Su Zhinian.