Sweet Wife Overturns the Heavens: Ninth Master, I can't stop pampering

Just as the doctor was wiping the sweat off his brow and watching the elevator stop at the 17th floor, the man beside him had picked up the child and rushed up the safety stairs.

The treatment room was on the seventh floor, and the man carried the child to the seventh floor without panting.

The doctor waiting on the seventh floor quickly picked up the child and sent the child to the operating room.

After a while, Song Qingzhu climbed upstairs.

After all, she is a woman, plus she is still pregnant, her health is very bad, so she is much slower than Rong Junchu.

"Where's our son?" Song Qingzhu asked eagerly as soon as he came up, holding Rong Junchu's hand.

Following Rong Junchu's gaze, she rushed to the operating room and begged, "I'm also a doctor, let me participate in the treatment together!"

The heavy operating room cut off all the noise from the outside, and the doctor with a calm face was pressing Yi Yi's small chest.

The nurse on the side kept wiping his sweat.

At this moment, the child's electrocardiogram suddenly turned into a straight line.

"Quick, increase the dose of epinephrine!" The doctor said loudly.

Everyone also started to panic, and tried to rescue the child.

Outside the operating room, Song Qingzhu cried so hard that he almost fainted.

Rong Junchu supported her shoulders, and said, "Don't worry too much, he will be fine if it's easy."

"It's all my fault. If it wasn't for me, I wouldn't lose it easily!" Song Qingzhu cried out of guilt.

Rong Junchu also complained to Song Qingzhu from the bottom of his heart, but seeing her like this, he couldn't say any words of blame.

"You didn't mean it either!" He patted her on the shoulder and said comfortingly.

However, Song Qingzhu still couldn't help crying.

in case……

If I hadn't been careless at the time, so many things wouldn't have happened.

The two waited from the afternoon until the next morning before the lights in the operating room went out.

Yi Yi was pushed out, with a hanging needle in his small forehead and an oxygen tube in his nose.

Looks extra fragile on a big surgical stretcher.

"How is the child?" Rong Junchu asked while still maintaining his composure.

"The situation is very unsatisfactory. We conducted a blood test on him, and all the indicators in his body were unstable. Although gastric lavage has been performed, it is still very unsatisfactory." The doctor said with a frown.

He has been a doctor for so long, and he has almost never seen such a young child be poisoned.

What kind of person is so cruel and ruthless, even the child who is not yet full moon is not spared!
Shaking his head, the doctor continued: "He is still in an unstable condition and needs to stay in the ICU for observation. You should pay the bill first, and we will try our best to treat him."

Hearing what the doctor said, Rong Junchu could only take Song Qingzhu downstairs to pay the bill.

After paying the fee, the butler of the Rong family had already appeared in the hospital.

Looking at the two of them, the butler said, "Young master and madam, the master asked you to go back, they have something to ask you."

"I want to watch my son." Song Qingzhu refused without thinking.

Rong Junchu stood aside and didn't say anything, but the meaning was already obvious.

However, the housekeeper seemed to have already thought of this with a normal face, and said: "All the bodyguards of the Rong family have been transferred here, you can rest assured that nothing will happen to the young master."

Seeing that the housekeeper took care of everything for him, Rong Junchu knew that his father was determined to go back by himself.

He subconsciously turned his head to look at Song Qingzhu, and the woman also turned her head to look at him.

"Sooner or later we have to face it, let's go back."

Rong Junchu nodded, and the two walked out in silence.

Seeing the two leave, the butler called Rong Zheng, "Mister and Madam have gone back."

"How is the child?" Rong Zheng asked.

The butler recalled what the doctor had said, and his face showed an unbearable expression.

Sensing the butler's silence, Rong Zheng motioned him to speak quickly.

Only then did the housekeeper open his mouth to tell the whole situation.

Knowing that Yi hadn't woken up until now, Rong Zheng looked ugly and hung up the phone without saying a word.

Lu Xiaoman, who was sitting on the side, naturally also heard the conversation between the two.

Seeing Rong Zheng's ugly face, her heart skipped a beat.

No, I can't let the master feel that this matter is up to me, or I will die!

Lu Xiaoman thought, and cried loudly.

"She didn't listen when I told her not to open a clinic and take care of the child at home, but now it's over, the child has suffered so much!"

"My eldest grandson, grandma misses you so much!"

"Shut up!" Rong Zheng was already very irritable, but hearing Lu Xiaoman's voice gave him a headache.

Seeing that Rong Zheng was angry, Lu Xiaoman quickly shut his mouth, not daring to speak any more.

Along the way, both of them were speechless.

Rong Junchu drove the car without saying a word, but he was thinking quickly about his future plans in his heart.

Song Qingzhu looked at his indifferent side face, feeling very uncomfortable in his heart.

Is he still angry at himself for not taking care of it?

However, doesn't he stay away from home every day for work?

Why is his career a career, but he is nothing?
Thinking of this, Song Qingzhu was also annoyed in his heart, and turned his head to look out the window.

Passing by a park, a woman was pushing a baby carriage, and the child was sleeping peacefully in the car.

Looking at the figures of the mother and son, Song Qingzhu's eyes once again burst into tears.

If so many things hadn't happened, her son would have just finished drinking milk and lying on the small bed, sleeping comfortably.

But now Yi Yi is covered with tubes and lying in the ICU ward.

Thinking of this, her heart ached so badly that she couldn't breathe.

The car stopped at the gate of Rong's villa. Rong Junchu stopped the car, but he didn't get off for a long time.

Song Qingzhu was puzzled, and only heard Rong Junchu say: "If my parents say anything ugly later, don't take it to heart."

The man is very plain, but inexplicably makes people feel a sense of security.

A ray of sunshine poured into the originally cold heart in an instant.

She nodded, with a hint of enthusiasm in her eyes.

Anyway, he still remembers himself.

But I misunderstood that he was still angry with me.

Song Qingzhu's heart was both moved and guilty.

Opening the car door, the two walked into the hall side by side.

As soon as they reached the hall, a celadon vase fell at their feet.

"You still have the face to come back!"

Rong Zheng looked livid and glared at the two of them.

Lu Xiaoman quickly stood up, supported Rong Zheng's shoulders and gave him comfort.

"Rongchu, what's going on with you, why did the child get poisoned?"

Lu Xiaoman blamed Rong Zheng while pacifying him.

"At the beginning, I told you not to go to work and to take care of the children at home, but you just didn't listen!"

"It's all right now, something happened to the child, you are happy!"

He had long expected that the two of them would not give him a good face, but he did not expect that Lu Xiaoman would throw all the blame on him.

Song Qingzhu felt his heart go cold all at once.