Mr. Mo, your wife has given birth to triplets again.

Chapter 721 The Unpopular Song Brothers

"Little sister, this..."

When Song Huirui saw that his elder brother was being stopped by the bodyguards, he stopped in his tracks.

"Mr. Song, I have come to the hospital as you requested. This is the last time I will visit him as a daughter of the Song family. After the surgery, we will have no further connection. I hope that you two will not contact me through my husband's assistant in the future."

Song Zhizhi's cold words caused Song Huiyao and Song Huirui's eyes to darken.

It seems that my sister has been deeply hurt by them and no longer wants to forgive them.

She came to the hospital not to forgive them, but simply to fulfill her last duty of filial piety.

A hint of sadness appeared in Song Huiyao's eyes.

They have truly realized their mistake.

They also want to change.

Why doesn't my sister give them a chance?

“Little sister, please don’t be like this. My brother and I have realized that we made mistakes before. We are sorry to you and Aunt Xiao. Little sister, we want to change. Please give us another chance. From now on, we will truly treat you like a little sister and we will be good to Aunt Xiao. We won’t be like before. I have already arranged for someone to go to Switzerland to pick up Aunt Xiao and bring her home.”

The regret in Song Huirui's eyes and his emotional words stirred something in Song Zhizhi's heart.

His eyes remained cold.

"What you do is your freedom. Whether my mother can forgive you or come back is her own business. As for me, I won't give you a chance to regret it. From now on, it's better if we remain strangers."

"younger sister…"

"Don't do that, little sister."

Both Song Huiyao and Song Huirui looked very sad.

Song Zhizhi turned her head away and looked at the dean and senior executives behind her.

Where is the lounge?

"Young Madam, this way please."

The hospital director pointed to the luxuriously decorated room next to the operating room.

"Okay, I'll go to the waiting room and wait for the surgery to finish."

"Please, young mistress."

As soon as Song Zhizhi entered the lounge, she saw that the room was full of fruit, pastries and tea, as if she had entered a high-class tea room rather than a hospital lounge.

"Madam, this is a refreshment we have prepared for you. You can wait here for the surgery to finish. We will come to inform you about Mr. Song's surgery in a little while. There is also video equipment connected to the operating room here, so you can watch Mr. Song's surgery live."

"it is good."

Song Zhizhi said something and sat down on the soft, large sofa.

The dean and senior executives turned and left the lounge.

Two nurses suddenly appeared out of nowhere and respectfully served Song Zhizhi fruit, pastries, and tea.

"Young Madam, all of this has been prepared for you. What would you like to eat?"

A nurse said.

"No need for now."

"Okay, young lady."

"You guys get out!"

"Okay, just let us know if you need anything."

The two nurses also came out of the break room.

Song Zhizhi sat on the sofa, her gaze fixed on the communication device in front of her.

If I turn on the device, can I see the entire process of Song Weilong's surgery? Song Zhizhi hesitated for a few seconds, but still clicked on the device.

The operating room footage was transmitted in real time.

Dr. Liang appeared in front of the camera wearing a sterile surgical gown and a mask.

Beside him were his assistants, anesthesiologists, nurses, and so on.

"Little sister, can we come in? We'd like to see how Dad's surgery went."

Song Huiyao's cautious voice could be heard from the doorway of the lounge.

Song Zhizhi frowned slightly, a hint of impatience showing on her face.

"Little sister, you know we're also very worried about Dad's surgery. Can we come in?"

Song Huirui was also speaking.

“Mr. Song, if you continue to harass the young mistress, we will not be polite to you.”

A bodyguard's cold, emotionless voice came from the doorway.

"Fine, let them in!"

Song Zhizhi finally agreed.

"Okay, young lady."

Several bodyguards made way for Song Huiyao and Song Huirui to enter.

They followed her in and stood behind Song Zhizhi, like guardian deities.

"Thank you sister."

After thanking Song Huiyao and Song Huirui, Song Huiyao found a seat and sat down.

Song Zhizhi didn't even lift her eyelids, nor did she speak to Song Huiyao and the others.

A few minutes later, Dr. Liang's voice could be heard coming from the operating room.

"Surgery preparation, second assistant, anesthesiologist, and nurses are in position."

"Big brother, I'm so nervous, what should I do?"

Song Huirui looked very nervous, his hands gripping the sofa armrests, his fingers trembling slightly.

"Don't worry, with Dr. Liang performing the surgery, Dad will be fine."

"If you're really nervous, just go outside and wait!"

Song Huiyao was actually more nervous than his younger brother; his face was trembling slightly.

"I'm not going out."

"Then relax, don't be nervous."

Song Zhizhi frowned as she listened to the two people talking.

She was actually nervous too.

I wish my husband were here.

She hoped for it in her heart.

Thinking about today's important meeting, Song Zhizhi dismissed the impossible idea.

How could my husband skip such an important meeting at the company to come see Song Weilong?

"Stop arguing. If you're nervous, go outside."

Song Zhizhi forced herself to remain calm and reprimanded Song Huiyao and the others.

"Little sister, we're not nervous anymore. It's more important to watch Dad have the surgery."

Song Huirui chuckled awkwardly.

What are you doing here?

When the familiar voice and figure appeared, Song Zhizhi felt happy and her brow relaxed.

Helian Cheng came in from outside and asked Song Huiyao and the others.

“Brother-in-law, we also wanted to see Dad have the surgery. You’re here, please have a seat.”

Song Huirui stood up like a lackey, wanting to go sit down in Laheliancheng.

Helian Cheng ignored him and turned to sit down next to Song Zhizhi.

"Are you a little nervous? Honey, don't be nervous, I'm here."

Helian Cheng put his arm around Song Zhizhi's waist, comforting her.

"Why did you skip such an important meeting? Why did you come?"

“The meeting ended early. I knew you were at the hospital and I was worried about you, so I left the rest to my older brother and came to the hospital to be with you.”

"Thanks husband."

Song Zhizhi nestled in her husband's arms and became less nervous.

With her husband by her side, she relaxed and turned her gaze to the screen where she could see the surgical procedure.

An hour passed.

Two hours passed.

Three hours passed.

Looking at Song Weilong lying on the operating table in the operating room, unresponsive to anesthesia, Song Zhizhi's eyes showed a hint of worry.

The nurse stood by, wiping Dr. Liang's sweat from time to time.

Dr. Liang reached out his hand, and the nurse precisely handed him various surgical instruments.

Next to them, two nurses stared intently at the various indicators on the monitor screen.

"It's been three hours, why isn't the surgery over yet?"

Song Huiyao also became worried.

"Do you think performing such a major surgery is simple? Shut up, didn't you see how tired my grandfather was?"

Helian Cheng rebuked Song Huiyao.

He also followed his second brother, Mo Erchen, in calling Liang Yaosheng "grandfather".