Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

The operation was over two hours later.

Because the anesthetic didn't dissipate, Meng Chu pushed out and was still asleep.

At this time, many relatives of the Mu family had gathered outside the operating room.

When Meng Chu was about to be pushed back to the ward, Cheng Feng saw a familiar figure in the crowd.

——Qin Zhen.

She was holding a bouquet of flowers, her sentimental eyes locked on Meng Chu who was pushed away.

At this moment, Cheng Feng was puzzled.

As far as he knew, they didn't have much contact with each other, but why did she appear here, holding flowers and looking at Meng Chu strangely.

"Since you've met people, don't gather here again, go back."

Mu's mother was afraid of affecting the hospital, so she persuaded the relatives of Mu's family to leave.

And because Qin Zhen is not from the Mu family, Mu's mother was a little surprised when she saw her.

"Miss is..."

"Hello, Auntie, I'm Qin Zhen."

"..."

Mother Mu was a little confused, but when she heard the surname Qin, she suddenly thought of something, and looked at her carefully, but she still didn't dare to recognize her.

In the end, he was led to Meng Chu's ward.

Cheng Feng followed behind, approaching the ward, he hesitated.

"Daddy, won't you go in?"

Mu Cen yelled for a long time, Cheng Feng pulled his lips and smiled, then shook his head.

"Your mommy needs to rest. It's not advisable to go in too many people, it will affect her."

"...Then what should I do if I miss you?"

"I live on the top floor. When your mommy wakes up, you can go up and tell me."

With that said, Cheng Feng stretched out his little finger.

Mu Cen watched, his little face full of sorrow showed a smile.

The two agreed, and the little guy watched him leave and enter the ward.

Looking at the person in front of the bed, I felt depressed again.

"he's gone?"

Mu Yanzheng asked without emotion, but his hands were not idle, and he kept straightening the quilt on Meng Chu's body.

Mu Cen looked at him like this, scratched his head, and turned to look at his grandma.

At this moment, Mother Mu was sitting on the sofa not far away talking with a strange woman.

Because of the low voice, he couldn't hear clearly.

"When will my mommy wake up?"

Mu Cen withdrew his gaze and looked at Mu Yanzheng.

Like a doctor, he finally adjusted the infusion bottle.

"When the anesthetic passes, you will wake up."

After speaking, he looked over.

The father and son looked at each other, inexplicably embarrassed.

Mu Cen immediately turned his gaze away, lying on the side of the bed and holding Meng Chu's hand. It was also at this time that he found that her forearm was wrapped in white gauze.

Suddenly, tears came out again.

"Hold on."

When a condescending voice came, Mu Cen raised his eyes with tears in his eyes.

"You are a man, how can you cry so easily."

Mu Cen pouted, raised his hand and wiped it.

Maybe Mother Mu noticed this way, she also ended her conversation with Qin Zhen, got up and came this way.

"Cen Cen, let's go back first, shall we?"

"No, I have to wait for my mommy to wake up."

Mu Cen was angry, and kept holding Meng Chu's fingers.

Mu Yanzheng stood opposite the bed, staring at him all the time.

"You go back with grandma first, and I'll call you when your mother wakes up."

The cold voice even carried a bit of majesty.

Mu Cen was in a stalemate for a while, but finally gave up, put Meng Chu's hand back on the bed, and was reluctantly led out of the ward by Mu Mu.

Once they left, Qin Zhen was the only one left.

Mu Yanzheng didn't look at him, but pulled a chair and sat down in front of Mengchu's bed.

Qin Zhen neither left nor stayed, took a few steps towards this side, looked at Mu Yanzheng, a noble and charming man, and said in a low voice, "Brother Mu, Dad and I are leaving tomorrow."

"Ah."

Mu Yanzheng still didn't look back, but just responded lightly.

Qin Zhen was a little hurt, resisting the soreness in his heart, and turned his face away.

In the ward, it was quiet.

After waiting for a long time, without hearing Mu Yanzheng's second sentence, Qin Zhen couldn't bear to turn his face away, but looked at the person on the hospital bed.

"Miss Meng, you are so lucky."

After finishing speaking abruptly, she smiled.

**
Meng Chu woke up in the middle of the night, feeling the burning pain in her throat no longer. She tried to speak, but was stopped by the person guarding the hospital bed: "Don't speak for now, it is not conducive to the recovery of the vocal cords."

"..."

Through the dim light, Meng Chu saw that the man's face was full of exhaustion.

She was suddenly moved, took a deep breath, and blinked.

Mu Yanzheng brushed away the hair on her forehead that covered her eyes, and asked softly, "Are you hungry?"

Meng Chuqiang nodded slightly.

Mu Yanzheng let go of her hand, turned and left, and came back with a bowl in his hand.He also kept lifting the food inside with a spoon and blowing it slightly.

Meng Chu hadn't eaten for a day, and glucose alone couldn't support his hunger. At this time, he smelled the aroma of rice, and his stomach started to growl.

She slowly supported the bed, sat up and leaned against the head of the bed.

Mu Yanzheng blew the fine rice porridge to cool, and fed it into her mouth spoon by spoon.

Because the food is too soft, it melts in the mouth.

After a few spoonfuls, Mengchu felt satisfied.

Her eyes never left Mu Yanzheng's sight. She wanted to say a lot, but she could only hold back for now.

After finishing a bowl of rice, Xu Xiangnan, who happened to be on the night shift, came to check the ward.

"woke up?"

He came to the bed, and after asking, he gave Meng Chu a series of simple checks.

"Is there any discomfort?"

"..."

Meng Chu shook his head.

Xu Xiangnan put away the inspector and looked at Mu Yanzheng with confidence.

"If you take good care of yourself in the later stage, you will be able to recover soon."

"I know."

Mu Yanzheng responded and sat back on the bed.

Seeing that the atmosphere was good, Xu Xiangnan didn't plan to stay longer, but when she went out, she still called Mu Yanzheng.

"Smoke a cigarette."

Mu Yanzheng didn't turn his head back, "Quit."

His inadvertent two words startled the two of them.

Xu Xiangnan who opened the door to leave closed the door again.

When he came back, he winked at Mu Yanzheng, who motioned to Mengchu and followed him out of the ward.

The corridor outside was one white and one dark, and he didn't dare to make a sound until he entered the empty stairway.

"You smoke less, too."

When Xu Xiangnan was lighting a cigarette, he was persuaded by Mu Yanzheng.

But the fire has already been lit, Xu Xiangnan just responded with a smile: "It's still early."

He is still unmarried, and the child has nothing to do with it.

Both of them were silent for a while, and finally Xu Xiangnan spoke first: "How to deal with this incident."

"The police haven't come out with a result yet, and I've asked someone to start an investigation."

"I remember that Huang Juan last time, didn't you have a bodyguard at home?"

"I thought there was nothing to do, so I withdrew."

Mu Yanzheng leaned against the cold wall, raised his face and sighed fiercely.

After all, it was his carelessness that caused the current disaster.

"Cheng Feng can deal with this person."

Xu Xiangnan let out a puff of smoke, and said lightly.

Mu Yanzheng didn't refute, but still couldn't help complaining: "This is enough for him to rant for a long time."

"what happened?"

"He asked me to feed him for several days on the grounds that his arm was injured."

"...Puff hahaha... Mmm."

Xu Xiangnan couldn't hold it back, and laughed out loud, realizing that this was a hospital, and immediately covered his mouth.

In the hospital late at night, it was extraordinarily quiet.

As long as there is a little sound, it can be clearly transmitted everywhere.

They were talking here, but they didn't know that a person had just entered Meng Chu's ward at this time.