ex-husband please go away

"Are you his friend? Then persuade him well. If he doesn't have the will to survive, then our doctors' efforts will be in vain."

Seeing that Qiu Lianyu didn't object, Song Yi simply gave his and his contact information to the doctor, and then handed over the registration and other things to the assistant.

"Doctor, is the child's condition serious?"

Just when the two were about to leave.Qiu Lianyu suddenly looked back at the doctor and asked, "I've seen that child a few times, he's alive and kicking, why did he get sick all of a sudden?"

"You mean Mr. Fu's child?" The doctor raised his head and replied while recalling: "This child was born prematurely, and the mother didn't take good care of it during pregnancy. He is in poor health. It is common to be sick and hospitalized in the past few years. As for the cause , has a lot to do with physical fitness."

The doctor's words hit his eardrum heavily, and Qiu Lianyu asked in disbelief: "The child, how many months premature was born?"

"Why are you asking this?" The doctor was puzzled, but he answered anyway: "I heard that it was seven months old. When it was just born, the doctor thought the baby was gone, but later found out that there was still a weak heartbeat."

seven months...

It was so consistent with the information of that child back then, Qiu Lianyu's head was buzzing, and even Song Yi didn't hear him call.

Even if he didn't do a paternity test, he could almost conclude that this child belonged to Yu Bingqing, the child that Bingqing had blamed herself for for three years!

He didn't know whether he should be happy. After the initial surprise, he felt joy in his heart, but he hesitated after gradually calming down.

Bingqing would be very happy to know that the child was still alive, but if she knew...then he would have no chance.

Not knowing how to get back to his villa, looking at the empty room, he slightly opened his mouth and shouted: "Bingqing..."

But no one responded to him. In the silent air, there was only his heavy breathing and the uncontrollable sob in his throat.

The phone suddenly rang loudly, he picked up the phone in a daze, looked at the word "Bing Qing" on the screen, his eyes were gentle and tender, but extremely sad.

He... wants to do his best to live on, he... doesn't want to give up!
"Bingqing, is something wrong?"

"Lian Yu, are you still angry? You didn't answer your phone call in the afternoon?"

Yu Bingqing was almost panicked. After discussing the finalization with the director, she first called Fu Liangchuan to confirm Fu Lianqing's physical condition, but he didn't answer the phone.

Then she wanted to confirm the work arrangement with Qiu Lianyu, but Qiu Lianyu didn't answer the phone, and she couldn't get in touch with anyone for a moment, and then she couldn't help thinking wildly, and almost scared herself out of illness, so that her heartbeat is still very fast now, The feeling of panic became more and more serious.

"I'm fine. I'm a little busy. I forgot my phone in the car." Qiu Lianyu said softly, and hesitantly picked up another topic, "What do you...what do you think of Fu Lianqing's child?"

"...Ah? Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

Yu Bingqing's heart skipped a beat, thinking that the fact that Fu Lianqing called her "Mommy" had been exposed, her hand holding the phone tightened involuntarily.

"That child... seems to be sick."

"Sick?" Yu Bingqing frowned, her bright eyes looked at a spot in the air, and her body trembled slightly. She knew that the child's fever continued, but seeing Fu Liangchuan's familiar appearance, she didn't think it was a big deal. The problem, is it possible...

"Leukemia, it should have just been diagnosed."

Qiu Lianyu didn't know why he had to tell Yu Bingqing everything. All the way back, besides his own body, all he thought about was that child.

The faces of him and Yu Bingqing, the more he thought about it, the more he felt the same. He knew that the two of them got along very well, and Yu Bingqing seemed to like him very much. She used to think that Bingqing was too kind, but now it seems that he It is mother and child.

After all, he is his own flesh and blood, even if he doesn't know his identity, the intimacy in his blood will not disappear.

In the end, Yu Bingqing, who he was reluctant to part with, was sad.

So...he chose to speak out and let their mother and son recognize each other.

Yu Bingqing didn't make any more sound, Qiu Lianyu pulled the corner of his mouth reluctantly, slowed down his voice, and erased all emotions in his voice: "Go and see that child, Liheng Hospital."

"Lian Yu... how is it possible? The child is only three years old, how could he have leukemia? Are you lying to me?"

Yu Bingqing's voice trembled, holding back her crying and asking, she couldn't believe it, the child who still smiled and promised her that she would go home well this morning...

How could he have such a serious disease?

"Go and see." Qiu Lianyu didn't explain anymore. The doctor said that as long as there is a suitable match, the child's recovery is very likely. As a mother, Yu Bingqing is very likely to be the suitable bone marrow match .

The phone was hung up at some point, Yu Bingqing ran out of the set, and even Qu Mingming forgot to notify him. The moment she drove on the road, her mind was full of the child with his eyes closed and breathless.

It can't be like this...God, you are really unfair, that child is still so young!He has never seen the beauty of this world!
When she arrived in Liheng, she completely forgot to disguise herself, and the moment she rushed straight into the hospital, the people coming and going in the hall let out bursts of exclamations.

But looking at her flustered appearance, and her eyes so red that they almost shed tears, they all consciously gave way to her.

She didn't know which floor Fu Lianqing was on, and she didn't answer Fu Liangchuan's phone calls. The chaotic Yu Bingqing could only look for each floor like a headless chicken, until she met Song Wanwan, and Yu Bingqing knew that she was Fu Liangchuan. subordinates.

"Tell me where the ward is." Yu Bingqing stopped Song Wanwan, who was slightly surprised, and asked eagerly, shaking like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind.

"Miss Yu, go back, the president probably doesn't have time to receive you right now." Song Wanwan narrowed her eyes slightly, looked Yu Bingqing up and down, and avoided Yu Bingqing's hand holding her arm without leaving a trace.

"Tell me!" Yu Bingqing was so anxious that she was about to cry, completely ignoring the eyes of passers-by in public. She couldn't control her emotions, let alone the image of Fu Lianqing's "death" that kept popping up in her mind.

"... Ward 1331 on the thirteenth floor."

Song Wanwan frowned, looking at Yu Bingqing's lunatic behavior with disgust. People around had already pulled out their mobile phones to record videos. Yu Bingqing's current ugly behavior will probably be tomorrow's headlines.

1331...

The number of elevators slowly increased, Yu Bingqing didn't blink her eyes, she just felt that every second was a torment.

The elevator stopped at the thirteenth floor, and when she rushed out of the elevator, she couldn't help bumping into a person, with a tall figure and the smell of numbers, Yu Bingqing found that the smell of this person, after three years, she , still not forgotten.

"How did you come?"

The person above her head held her shoulders and distanced herself from her, as always, low and magnetic with a slight hoarseness.

Did he cry?Because the child is sick...

"I'm here...to see the child, what is he..." Yu Bingqing raised her head, and the tears she had endured for a long time finally fell when she looked up and saw Fu Liangchuan's stern face.

"He's sick... Leukemia." Fu Liangchuan looked down at her deeply. He just wanted to go directly to her just now, for bone marrow matching.

Although he is a father, his son is sick, and he can't do anything except spend money.

"I'm going to see him." Yu Bingqing pushed Fu Liangchuan away, walked straight towards the ward, and felt that the people behind her were following her, so she turned back and asked, "Lianqing, do you know?"

"do not know."

Fu Liangchuan shook his head, a three-year-old child is still too young, he can't understand illness, he can't understand death, he can't bear to tell him, it's enough for adults to bear this kind of thing.

"I see."

Yu Bingqing nodded, calming down at the door now, taking deep breaths repeatedly to check whether her eyes are still red.

She can't make the child worry, let alone make the child afraid. Fu Lianqing is too sensitive. Once her emotions are leaked, the child is very likely to notice.

"Mummy!"

The moment she opened the door and walked in, the child in hospital gown yelled at her happily, her small body jumped up and down on the hospital bed, but her little face was still pale.

Fu Liangchuan reprimanded "It's outrageous" from behind, the child hurriedly sat down obediently, and coquettishly said to Yu Bingqing, "Mommy hug me."

"Okay, give me a hug."

Yu Bingqing walked over and hugged the child with open arms. She didn't know if it was her illusion. She suddenly felt that the child was too light. Although the body was soft, the slender bone shape was particularly obvious.

The child hugged her neck and did not let go. Yu Bingqing stared at him for a while, then leaned close to kiss his face and said, "When Mommy's drama is finished, come and accompany Lianqing every day, okay?"

"Really!"

Fu Lianqing's eyes lit up in an instant, seeing that Yu Bingqing didn't seem to be teasing him, she hugged Yu Bingqing happily, and kissed Yu Bingqing on the left and right cheeks, as if she couldn't express her inner excitement.

Fu Lianqing watched the two of them quarrel quietly all the time, there was tenderness, remorse, and pain in her deep eyes.

One wrong step, one wrong step, he has never experienced setbacks in the business world, but suffered a crushing defeat in his relationship and family.

Not long after, a nurse knocked on the door and came in, smiling brightly at Fu Lianqing: "Little friend, I need an infusion."

Hearing those two annoying words, Fu Lianqing reflexively frowned and shrank into Yu Bingqing's arms, with resistance written all over her body: "Mum, I don't want an infusion, they want to prick me with a needle!"

The misty eyes are endearing, Yu Bingqing is soft-hearted, but she knows that now is not the time for him to mess around.

"Hey, the infusion is ready soon."

Yu Bingqing pulled off the child who was hanging on her body like a koala and put it on the bed. While comforting the child, she nodded to the nurse, indicating that she could start preparing.

"I don't want it! I don't want it!" Fu Lianqing didn't know what stimulated her, and she suddenly started waving her arms and crying. Yu Bingqing couldn't dodge and was slapped heavily on his arm. Although it didn't hurt too much, it was still visible to the naked eye. The speed became red and swollen.