obsessed with love

Chapter 186 Help Me, Cover the Child

The ambulance drove directly into the Maternal and Children's Hospital, emergency, and entered the B-ultrasound room. Mo Youting stood impatiently pacing at the door, feeling as if the whole world was in chaos, and the last sentence Du Ruo closed his eyes was engraved in his mind: "Help I... keep the child..."

Soon the nurse came out of the B-ultrasound room, and Mo Youting chased after her and grabbed her arm: "How is she? Can the child be kept?"

"Adults should be fine, but children may not be safe."

"How come? We must keep the child!" Mo Youting was extremely anxious, his voice was trembling, and the words were highlighted, and soon another doctor came out, and Mo Youting threw off the nurse and went to hold the doctor.

"Doctor, how is she doing?"

"Because the fetus is relatively small, the fetal sac cannot be seen in the uterine cavity, so the B-ultrasound cannot tell whether the child has been miscarried for the time being. If your family members are unwilling to give up, let the patient undergo fetal protection treatment, first in the hospital. Try the birth-preserving injection for a few days, if the hormone doesn’t drop, you should be able to keep it, but don’t get your hopes up too much, the final result depends on the child’s fate..." A few cold words, but did not directly give He is desperate, which means that there is at least some hope.

Mo Youting stood there dumbly and said thank you. The doctor had already turned around and ordered the nurse beside him: "The patient's family members will receive active miscarriage treatment, give the patient miscarriage injections, and the family members will follow me to issue an admission form and go through the hospitalization procedures." ..."

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Afterwards, the nurse and the doctor all dispersed together, leaving Mo Youting standing alone, stunned for a few seconds, chasing in the direction the doctor left...

Ren Peiyin felt in a trance that night, and her left eye twitched extremely violently.

"Mother Chen, do you think the twitching of the left eyelid is a bad sign?"

Chen Ma was peeling apples for the old lady at the time. When she saw her asking this question, she smiled and replied: "There is a saying that the left eye jumps disaster and the right eye jumps money, but I think it's all nonsense. Isn't this superstitious theory the most troublesome, why did it suddenly become true today?"

Ren Peiyin also felt that Chen Ma's words were reasonable, took a bite of the apple she handed over, and didn't say anything, just picked up the newspaper on the coffee table and wanted to continue reading, but her left eyelid jumped more and more, so she had to give up and put the newspaper Putting it down, he muttered: "I guess it's because I'm old, and I can't read words because my eyelids are jumping so much... Okay, you pack up and go back to your room to rest early, I'm going upstairs too."

Then he took off the glasses on the bridge of his nose, took a few bites of the apple and went upstairs.

Ren Peiyin lay on the bed and thought about it, always feeling uneasy in her heart, so she got up again and put on her coat to call Qiao Anming.

Qiao Anming had already returned to Chongzhou, and he was having a social meeting again. The dinner party was over and he was walking towards the underground garage. Ren Peiyin's call happened to come, so he answered it while walking.

"An Ming, are you home? Gu Lan is asleep?"

"Not at home, I'm having dinner with a client tonight, what's the matter?"

When Ren Peiyin heard that her son was outside, she breathed a sigh of relief, and even spoke a little louder: "It's nothing, I'll just ask you, I heard from Yu Chu that you have social gatherings almost every night recently, the schedule is so arranged Full, pay attention to your body..."

"Well, I see, it's all business, and I can't push it away..." Qiao Anming had already walked to the car while speaking, but Ren Peiyin suddenly changed the subject: "Well, Gu Lan's body should be fine recently, I haven't been in a while. See her, come back for dinner sometime."

"Gu Lan's body is very stable. I'm busy. Let me see. If Gu Lan has time, I'll let her go to the suburbs for dinner."

"Okay, then I'll wait..." Ren Peiyin smiled happily, paused for a few seconds, and suddenly asked: "Um... An Ming, is that girl from Tongcheng still working in your company?"

Qiao Anming just put his hand on the handle of the car door and pulled it hard. The door opened, but he didn't sit on it right away.

When his mother called so late, he knew it wasn't as simple as caring about him, so he took a breath and didn't answer her question, just said: "Mom, if you have something to say, just talk about it, I really don't have time Stop listening to your detours."

When Ren Peiyin saw her son say this, she simply didn't hide it: "An Ming, don't blame mom for being straightforward sometimes. Looking back on the Internet, Lan suddenly fell ill because of your Miss Du... Did she know about you and Du? Ruo's relationship?"

Qiao Anming took another deep breath: "Mom, what exactly do you want to know?"

"I just want to know, have you broken up with that girl? Is she still working in your company?"

"It's broken, and I won't contact you again in the future, but she hasn't resigned yet. After answering, do you have any other questions?"

Qiao Anming answered all the old lady's questions in one breath. Ren Peiyin actually expected this answer a long time ago, but she couldn't help but feel a little regretful when she heard her son say this with her own ears.

"Really broken?"

"Yes, it was completely broken! Did Gu Lan ask you to ask?"

"How is it possible? Gu Lan never mentioned that girl to me, but..." The old lady thought about it for a few seconds, and still felt that she had to say it: "I don't object to you being with that girl. To be honest, I quite like that girl." Girl, it's just out of morality, you are a family person, you can't have a third party outside...Since it's broken now, let's not say some things, that's all right, you can get busy, I'm sleeping..."

The old lady talked nonsense, and finally hung up the phone decisively.

Qiao Anming's hand was already on the car door guard, and he was breathing hard. It's not that he couldn't understand the meaning of the old lady's words, but fate couldn't help him. In the end, he wanted to try again, so he deliberately flew over to find her, but she said nothing. "On a whim", a person with his personality, should he be allowed to post it without regard for dignity?
Qiao Anming shook his head, straddled his legs into the car, put his hands on the steering wheel, remained depressed for a moment, started the car and drove away.

Gu Lan waited at home for a phone call all night, but there was still no news. No news is good news. She knew this truth well.

It was close to eleven o'clock after Qiao Anming took a shower and entered the bedroom. He was a little surprised to see Gu Lan still sitting on the bed watching TV.

"Why haven't you slept yet? It's so late..."

"Wait for you, you have been socializing almost every day recently. Although you have stayed in Chongzhou for more days, why do I feel that I have less time to see you?" She had already turned off the TV while speaking, with a smile on her face, I couldn't tell if the words meant anger or coquettishness.

Qiao Anming's mind has been very tense recently. He doesn't want to admit that he is deliberately using work to numb himself, but the busy and tight schedule does allow him to temporarily ignore that person.

At this moment, Gu Lan suddenly complained that he was too busy, so he could only climb onto the bed with guilt and hug her...

Gu Lan put her head in his arms, and suddenly asked softly: "An Ming, will you annoy me one day? Isn't it annoying that I'm so tired of you?"

Qiao Anming kept sighing in her heart, but she just retracted her arms and held her tighter: "No, how can I bother you."

"Before that, you had other women outside, and I can forgive you. If one day I do something sorry to you, will you forgive me once?"

"Well, it's ok... But I believe you won't do anything wrong to me, let him pass the past, don't think about it, nothing will change, it's still the same as before..." Qiao Anming hugged Gu Lan firmly It's tight, but the strings in my heart shrink a little bit.

It's easy to say, let him pass the past, nothing will change!is it possible?He closed his eyes and smiled coldly, it's hard, there is a piece missing in his heart, and he can't return to his original state for a long time.

But Gu Lan gently put her head into his arms, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, but a coldness in her eyes.

He was right. After tonight, everything will return to the way it was before...

"I've told you many times that I don't want a child, even if it was born by you, Du Ruo, I wouldn't want to..."

"What right do you have to conceive my child? We have nothing to do with each other. How could I let you keep him..."

"The child's father can't tolerate this bastard, so he can only make you suffer..."

... There were many faces in the dream, but all of them were very blurred. Only Qiao Anming's eyes were cold and indifferent, standing in front of her like a ghost. Someone walked over and held her hands and feet, covered her with fists, and covered her mouth. Without the strength to struggle, she could only open her eyes wide and look at the face in front of her, the face that once pampered her to the sky, but drove her into hell overnight.

Heaven and earth are up to you, she really thinks highly of herself.

She has always imagined him as her hero, but she only forgot that he is a god. The majesty of a god cannot be challenged by anyone. How could she tolerate this child who is not recognized by the world.

"Qiao Anming..."

Waking up for a moment, I called out that name from the deepest part of my heart.

Mo Youting stood up from the chair in shock and walked over, held her hand, and asked with concern: "Du Ruo, what's wrong?"

She slowly opened her eyes. With white ceilings and pink walls, this ward is for newborns and mothers, so the overall decoration style is relatively warm.

But at this moment, Du Ruo's heart was filled with ashes, and he turned his head to look at Mo Youting beside the bed with difficulty, and asked as low as a mosquito: "Where is the child? Is there something wrong?"

He quickly replied: "The child is still there. The doctor said there might be no problem. He has already given you a miscarriage injection..."

She stopped talking, and turned her face to look at the ceiling, and then folded her hands on her belly, and tears flowed down her eye sockets to her ears... She didn't speak or cry, just quietly Lying there, as if the tears could not be shed.

Mo Youting didn't dare to speak, knowing that under such circumstances, her emotions must be as fragile as a hair, and would break if touched lightly, so she just sat on the edge of her bed, raised her hands, and made fists against herself He didn't dare to look at Du Ruo's forehead, which was so desperate that he almost collapsed.

The treatment in the VIP ward was really different. A nurse came to make rounds early in the day, and opened the curtains of the room by the way, so that the joyful spring sunshine could shine into the room.

Du Ruo actually woke up a long time ago, but saw Mo Youting sleeping soundly on the chair, so she didn't make any movement. Now that the nurse pulled the curtains, Mo Youting could only be woken up by her.

The little nurse didn't know that her behavior disturbed others, so she smiled and said to Du Ruo who was pale on the bed: "The child's father is really caring, since you were admitted to the hospital yesterday, he has been by the bedside all the time, seeing that you have not woken up. , rang the bed bell several times to call the nurse over... Tsk tsk, such a careful husband is rare now..."

Du Ruo was a little embarrassed by the little nurse's words, and wanted to explain, but Mo Youting answered unceremoniously: "Of course I'm worried if she doesn't wake up, one person, two lives..."

"Pfft..." The little nurse was amused by Mo Youting, and turned her head to start an IV for Du Ruo: "First, I will be in the hospital for a few days to protect my pregnancy, and I will give you a fetal injection and a drip every day, and the medicine will be prescribed for you. Just go and get it, someone will come to check your hormones in the afternoon, if the hormones haven't dropped, the child should be fine..."

The little nurse spoke very patiently, and Du Ruo's thoughts, which had been depressed all night, were finally softened by her words. After she inserted the needle for herself, she forced a smile and thanked her.

Seeing that she was willing to speak, Mo Youting thanked God, and did not forget to take the opportunity to tease: "It turns out that the nurse's words are more useful than mine. I stayed with you all night and didn't see you say a word to me. You have no conscience." He also deliberately dragged the ending, deliberately speaking this naughty remark full of joy.

Du Ruo had no choice but to smile to save face, but his heart hurt too much, he pulled his lips, and quickly hid the smile again.

Mo Youting saw the far-fetchedness in her smile, and sighed silently in his heart, but his face still looked very relaxed, and even walked to her bed, checked the pillow that the nurse had just put on, and asked, "How do you feel?" What would you like to have for breakfast today, baby?"

The nurse saw that the two began to "flirt and scold", and walked out of the room in a very witty way...

As soon as the nurse left, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became a little oppressive again. Du Ruo struggled to sit up, and Mo Youting quickly helped her to fold a pillow behind her.

"Damn it, take it easy, you still have a needle in your hand..."

Du Ruo finally couldn't bear it anymore, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and after sitting down, he said seriously to Mo Youting: "Thank you!"

But he suddenly lowered his head, with a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth: "Since I met you, I have been saying thank you to me, you know, I don't want to be a ****..."

Du Ruo didn't understand it at first, but after he had an epiphany, his heart began to turn acid again.

It's just that her complexion is too ugly, waxy white and bluish, her hair is also messy, and her hands are always protecting her lower abdomen.He couldn't bear to see Du Ruo who was so fragile but tough, so he changed the subject and asked, "Why did you suddenly collapse in the alley? Witnesses said that they saw two men attacking you...robbing money?"

When Du Ruo heard it, she gave a soft "hmm", she really didn't want to answer this question, thinking about it once, it hurt a lot.

Mo Youting believed it was true, because with normal people's thinking, who would have thought that his own father would find someone to hurt his own flesh and blood.

So our impulsive Young Master Mo began to yell in the ward: "Damn... Did you make a mistake, which part of you looks like a rich man from head to toe? Are those robbers too amateurish, and they don't want to pick a fat point?" It's a pity that there are no cameras in that alley, otherwise I will definitely catch them all..."

The speech was filled with righteous indignation, but Du Ruo's chest was so stuffy that she didn't dare to breathe. The feeling was like holding a knife to her chest. The wound had been stabbed deep and dripping with blood, but she couldn't speak.

She didn't dare to tell Mo Youting that it was Qiao Anming who asked someone to attack her, because she herself was unwilling to accept such a cruel fact, and the narration is often a repetition of hurt, so she would rather hold it like this than say a word .

Fortunately, Mo Youting's phone rang. He glanced at the screen and immediately frowned, but he still answered the phone. Before he could speak, a high-decibel female voice came out of the microphone.

"Tingting, where are you? Why didn't you come back all night and didn't answer the phone... I was so anxious that your father quarreled with me again in the morning, saying that I always spoil you...Tell me about you, The leg injury is still not healed, and I ran around all night without returning. I can’t help you this time. Your father invited Tan Rongcheng to dinner at 6 o’clock in the evening. It’s at the Penglai Mansion. Xiaomeng will also come, you must give me punctual…"

Qi Meizhen finished everything in one breath, and Mo Youting had already pulled the phone one foot away from her ear...

Finally hung up the phone, seeing Du Ruo sitting on the bed and looking at him calmly, Mo Youting scratched his head and said, "My mother, I guess she ate explosives today, she doesn't usually have such a loud voice..." After finishing speaking, he still remembered Hehe laughed twice.

The corner of Du Ruo's mouth twitched, and he replied: "I called you last night, and you didn't come home all night. Will you be scolded again when you go back?"

"No, how can I? I'm not a three-year-old child. My dad is addicted to controlling people. He has to control everything..." Mo Youting explained with great effort, but Du Ruo suddenly smiled slightly: "It's okay, You don't have to tell me so much, it's a very happy thing to have parents in charge, don't always do things that worry your parents, go to dinner at night, it doesn't matter if I'm alone in the hospital."

Since she was very young, her parents have paid little attention to her. Her younger brother has been hospitalized for a long time, and there is not much time for the family of four to get together to have a meal together, let alone call and nag her like this.

So when she saw Mo Youting impatiently bearing Qi Meizhen's indiscriminate bombardment with her mobile phone, what she felt was not teasing, but envy, so she patted the hand that had been covering her belly lightly, and said silently in her heart: "Baby, if mother has the ability to keep you, she will definitely give you all her love..."

Mo Youting finally listened to Du Ruo's words, and rushed from the hospital to the Penglai mansion in the evening. It was past six o'clock when he arrived at the mansion. As soon as he entered the door, the welcoming lady at the door posted it ambiguously to give Mo Youting a wink : "Hurry up, Mr. Mo, Room No. [-] of the Son of Heaven, Mr. Mo and the others have been here for a while..."

Mo Youting thought it was an ordinary business banquet, but when he pushed open the door of the box, he realized that the atmosphere was not right. This was not a business banquet at all, it was a Hongmen banquet, and he wanted to escape, but it was too late.

"Everyone is here, where do you want to go without saying hello?" Mo Shichang was the first to speak. He was sitting in the main seat, so he was facing the door of the box.

Seeing that he couldn't get away, Mo Youting could only turn his head and say haha ​​with a playful smile: "That... urgent to pee, I'll go to the bathroom before I come back!"

"You bastard, there are no rules. When you see Mayor Tan and Miss Tan here, don't you say hello first?"

Mo Youting knew that he couldn't be deceived by this trick, so he walked into the box with a smile on his face, bowed slightly to Tan Rongcheng, and called out respectfully: "Mayor Tan, hello!"

Tan Rongcheng seemed very satisfied, looked Mo Youting up and down, stood up from the chair and replied: "You don't need to be so formal, call me uncle..."

When Mo Shichang heard what Tan Rongcheng said, his tense face immediately relaxed. Qi Meizhen saw the opportunity to interject, and said with a smile: "Yes, Ting Ting, let's call Uncle Tan, it sounds more kissable..."

Mo Youting glanced at Mo Shichang with the tip of his eyes, then at Tan Meng, who was standing behind her father with her lips pursed and smiling all the time, bit the bullet, and shouted: "Uncle Tan..."

Tan Rongcheng immediately stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, and said to Mo Shichang very satisfied: "It's very good, you are so enviable..."

"Where, Mayor Tan has won the award. Youting has been spoiled by my wife since he was a child. I don't do business all day long. I worry about it. But you, who have made a daughter, are well-behaved and sensible. I can't even envy you..." Then he laughed heartily a few times, the most clichéd opening remark, just a play on the spot.

Mo Youting has experienced so much of this kind of scene that he can tell the difference between his heart and face, his face is respectful, and his heart is contemptuous. As for his ears, he completely blocks their conversation from the outside.

It's just that Tan Meng behaved very well-behaved and smart today. She wore a pink dress and a white knit sweater, and her messy dyed hair was replaced with black hair, which was straightened and draped over her shoulders. At first glance, she looked like a lady look like.

Qi Meizhen liked this future daughter-in-law more and more, she had good looks, good conduct, and most importantly, a good family background, so she pushed Mo Youting to sit next to Tan Meng, and did not forget to secretly take care of her: "Take the initiative to bring food to Xiaomeng..."

"Why do you want me to serve food? I don't know what she likes to eat. Besides, isn't there a waiter?" He complained softly, but Qi Meizhen pretended not to hear her, and just shot her a vicious look.

Mo Youting had no choice but to stick his butt on the chair beside Tan Meng stiffly, then turned sideways and gave her a slight nod as a greeting.

Halfway through that meal, Mo Youting finally realized that this was not a Hongmen banquet, but a "blind date banquet" arranged by his father. The performance is too reserved.

"...Xiaomeng is about to graduate, right?"

"Just this summer, there are still a few months left, think about how fast the time is, I've grown into a big girl..."

"Yeah, we're all old when our children grow up, and we've been worrying about them all our lives. Don't we just hope that our children are well? You don't have to worry, Xiaomeng, it's just that my bastard really worries me..."

"Mr. Mo, you are worrying too much. I heard that Mr. Ling opened a bar. Now there are not many young people like him who are willing to start their own businesses. Xiaomeng always tells me about him when he goes back, saying that he has a good temper. It hurts..."

"That's because Ling Qianjin has a good personality. My own son knows in his heart that sometimes his temper explodes even more than mine. So in the future, if Ling Qianjin is dissatisfied, please forgive me, Mayor Tan..."

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After Mo Youting finished his meal, his ears were filled with such words, but he had also trained his ears to automatically block, so he held his mobile phone and sent text messages to Du Ruo.

"Have you had dinner yet? Are you feeling well? I'm having dinner with the old men...I'll find you after a while."

"You don't need to come here, it's too late, I guess I'm already asleep...You should have a good meal..."

"You really don't need me to go there? The food in the hospital is not good, I'll bring you supper..." There was a smiley face in his text message, and at the end he didn't forget to add a title: "Mother, wait for my supper..."

After typing, he sent the text message, with a smile on his lips. Tan Meng, who was next to him, was holding his mobile phone silly, so he leaned his face over and asked curiously, "Brother Mo, what are you looking at? Is it fun?"

"Well, it's fun, I'm confused by the joke, do you want to watch it?"

Tan Meng blushed immediately, and quickly withdrew her face.

Mo Youting admired him deeply, this guy graduated from a Sichuan opera school, and his expression is so similar!

The last "blind date banquet" was finished very late, around 9 o'clock, Mo Shichang and Qi Meizhen sent Tan Rongcheng out, Mo Youting and Tan Meng followed behind.

"Hey...Brother Mo, you suddenly disappeared from the hospital a few days ago. Where did you go? Do you know that someone came looking for you?"

"Going to Mars, there is a girl calling me..." He didn't even turn his face, and answered directly without shame. Tan Meng was already used to his eccentric tone of voice. Behind him, he squeezed Mo Youting's butt.

He didn't react at all that this guy was going to make dirty tricks, so he jumped up and yelled, "Damn, you're sick, you're still a woman!"

"Is it a woman? Do you want to find a place to try at night?" Tan Meng smiled slyly, her eyes were frivolous that didn't match her age and attire.Mo Youting was about to fight back, but he heard Tan Rongcheng who was walking in front stood in front of the car and shouted: "Xiaomeng, I'm going back, let's make an appointment when I'm free."

"Yes, it's too late, let's contact you two alone some other day!" Qi Meizhen smiled satisfied when she saw her son and Tan Meng seemed to be stuck together, but Mo Shichang took out a gift box from the trunk of the car and stuffed it into Tan Rongcheng's car inside.

"Ask someone to make some tea, you can take it home and taste it, and tell me what you like..."

Tan Rongcheng pushed a few times, and finally took the gift box back with satisfaction...

After Tan Rongcheng's car drove away, Mo Shichang turned his head, his face returned to his usual serious and cold face, as if he wanted to speak up.

"I told you it's six o'clock, why are you late again?"

"My legs are still bad, so I can't drive, and it's rush hour, so there's traffic jams all the way."

"Excuses are all excuses. Being late is being late. There is no reason!" Seeing that Mo Youting hung his head silently, Tan Rongcheng added sternly: "Although it is said that those who do great things should be informal, the details are also important." It can determine success or failure, and for such an important dinner in the future, even if you arrive early, you can't be late, this is a violation of etiquette!"

"That's enough, that's enough... What a big deal, I trained my son like this, and he's still at the gate of the mansion, so many people are watching, you don't have to be afraid of shame!" Qi Meizhen went up to persuade again, the father and son had been arguing for so many years, Whether they were arguing or not, she was bothered by it.

(End of this chapter)