Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

Ye patted his arm and rolled his eyes.

Just about to go in again, Mu Yanli grabbed him: "He just had an operation and needs to rest, let's not disturb him."

As he spoke, his eyes fell on her belly that hadn't yet bulged.

Ye noticed that, thinking of the child in his stomach, he took another look at the ward, and could only go back with Mu Yanli for the time being.

After all, Cheng Feng was a doctor. During his hospitalization, doctors and nurses came to take care of him from time to time, and even Xu Xiangnan didn't leave.

Meng Chu woke up that afternoon, but his throat was damaged due to the smoke inhalation in his lungs, so he was temporarily unable to speak.

She opened her eyes and saw Mu Yanzheng standing beside the bed, she didn't give him a look, and then slowly closed it.

This hit Mu Yanzheng somewhat.

Thinking of the past, and now, a wave of worry filled my heart.

When she needed him, he wasn't by her side, so it was right for Meng Chu to be angry.

"The matter has come to this point, even if I commit seppuku, I can't calm you down. But don't worry, Cheng Feng saved you, and I will definitely repay him for you. As long as you take good care of your illness, Ah Chu, I will leave the rest to me .”

"There is also a mobile phone. If you call me, it is indeed my fault that I didn't receive it. I promise that I will never make such a low-level mistake in the future."

"Achu, I was wrong, just open your eyes and see me, okay?"

Without waiting for Meng Chu to open her eyes, she saw a tear slowly slipping from the end of her closed eyes.

It is said that when a person is in a sad place, before he can cry out, the tears will overflow involuntarily.Now, it is confirmed that Mu Yanzheng once again broke Meng Chu's heart.

When she was afraid, she would call him, even if she heard his voice, she could get a little comfort.But what they got in exchange time and time again was disappointment, even despair.

Meng Chu didn't open his eyes, tears could not stop falling down.

In this scene, Mu Yanzheng was more flustered than distressed.

He knew very well that he could not afford to wear himself out in Meng Chu's heart, but he never expected that on the day Qin Musheng came, his house caught fire, which once again caused Meng Chu to have prejudice against him.

"Ah Chu, Ah Chu..."

He held her hand tightly, put it on his lips, and kept whispering her name.

Meng Chu didn't pull away, didn't reject him, but he just didn't want to open his eyes to look at him.

The two were in a stalemate, from the afternoon until the afterglow of the curtain fell.

When night fell, the lights in the ward were turned on, and the porcelain-white light made Meng Chu's face on the hospital bed even paler.

She can't speak now, and she doesn't want to see Mu Yanzheng, so she can only keep like this.

After a long time, the door of the ward was opened, and there were rustling footsteps.

Meng Chu didn't know who it was, but she clearly felt the person who was holding her hand on the edge of the bed suddenly get up.Afterwards, he put her hand under the quilt, and he did not forget to tuck the corner of the quilt for her.

No voice was heard in the ward, but the slight footsteps gradually faded away, and finally there was the sound of the door opening and closing.

Meng Chu slowly opened his eyes, turned slightly to look at the empty ward and the closed door, and shed his last tears.

She raised her hand to wipe away her tears, her fingertips seemed to still have the lingering warmth from Mu Yanzheng, with a faint aroma of wine.

Thinking of his dinner last night while she was undergoing the test of death, she suddenly felt extremely ironic.

I thought that after remarrying, he would always put himself first, but at critical moments, he was still unreliable.

Meng Chu was lying on the bed, his whole mind was very clear.

Although she couldn't speak, she thought of Cheng Feng and wanted to know his news immediately.

Since she woke up, she has never seen a doctor or nurse.

Thinking of this, Meng Chu got angry from the heart and forced himself to support the bed. When he was about to sit up, the door was pushed open from the outside at this moment.

Xu Xiangnan led a little nurse in, and saw her wake up with a smile on her face.

He didn't speak, but replaced the infusion bottle for her with a new one, and then explained something to the nurse.

Meng Chu looked anxious, ignored the burning pain in his throat, and forcefully said: "Cheng... Ye..."

Xu Xiangnan understood, but still hesitated, before saying: "Ye Feng is fine, he is in the next ward."

Hearing this, Meng Chu felt joy in his heart, and his fear and fear disappeared in an instant, but the anticipation grew stronger.

What others said was just what she said, she still had to see with her own eyes that he was fine, so that she could feel at ease.

She gestured to Xu Xiangnan again, meaning to get out of bed, and then went to the next ward to see Cheng Feng.

Xu Xiangnan immediately stopped it seriously: "Not yet."

He didn't say any more, and asked Meng Chu to cultivate well, and then led the little nurse out of the ward.

Meng Chu wanted to insist on going out, and looked at the infusion bottle that had just been hung up, and she sighed.

Right now, they can only wait for Mu Yanzheng to come back.

No matter how hateful he is, she needs his help to see Cheng Feng.

Thinking of this, Meng Chu waited patiently.

Finally, after about half an hour, Mu Yanzheng came back from the outside.

It's just that the clothes on his body are still the same as yesterday's, and they are stained with mud. Although he can't hide his natural nobleness, he still looks a bit embarrassed.

In this way, she could imagine that after he knew what had happened to him, he felt sad and regretted standing in the old house after the fire and shouting her name.

Meng Chu's heart softened suddenly, but he didn't meet his gaze.

Mu Yanzheng approached, put a bouquet of flowers in his hand on the designated place on the bedside table, and then asked softly: "You woke up, do you have any discomfort besides your throat?"

Meng Chu leaned against the head of the bed and shook his head silently, as a response to him.

Mu Yanzheng was overjoyed, sat down on the edge of the bed, and held her hand.

"It's fine, you scared me."

Meng Chu raised his eyes slightly, with complicated emotions in his eyes.

He thought she wanted to talk, and immediately tried to read her mind.

"Don't worry, the source of the fire has been handed over to the police for investigation, and there will be results in a short time."

"……I……"

Meng Chu opened his mouth and struggled to make a sound, and even drew his hand back to gesture in the air.

She can't speak, but she can write on paper.

After Mu Yanzheng understood, he immediately got a pen and paper from the doctor.

The first word Meng Chu wrote on it was Cheng.

Normally, Mu Yanzheng would have been jealous, but today he is very rational.

As Meng Chu wrote the second word Feng, he held her hand again, "I'll take you to see him after this bottle of anti-inflammatory medicine is finished."

The voice is firm, with a touch of tenderness.

Meng Chu stared at him for a few seconds, his tightly pursed lips loosened.

At night, until midnight, Meng Chu didn't fall asleep again.

She felt a little uncomfortable, but she couldn't tell where she was uncomfortable.Although her eyelids were sleepy and she wanted to sleep very much, she was holding back and staring straight at the infusion bottle above.

The doctor told Mu Yanzheng that she could only eat some simple liquid food, so Mu Yanzheng drove all over the streets and alleys of Rongcheng to find a restaurant that could cook high-quality salty rice porridge.

Because he would see Cheng Feng soon, Meng Chu obediently ate a large bowl of salty porridge.

Just after midnight, Mu Yanzheng carried her out of the hospital bed and came to Cheng Feng's ward.