Mrs. Lu picked it up

Su Chenwu said: "The obstetrics and gynecology department of our hospital does not work the night shift."

"I'm not good at gynecology."

Yu Qing didn't move, Su Chenwu was silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "Let's go, go to my office."

Yu Qing took Yunmeng's hand and pulled him over. Su Chenwu asked Yunmeng to sit down and put his hand on it. He took her pulse: "It's a bit cold in the palace, avoid cold and spicy, I'm a little tired recently , take more rest."

"Then take some medicine?" Yu Qing asked.

"Pregnant women don't take medicine if they can." Su Chenwu said, "The medicine is three-point poison."

Coming out of the hospital, Yu Qing took Yunmeng to the shopping mall, went straight to the women's shoes section, chose a pair of flat floor shoes, then knelt down on one knee and held Yunmeng's foot.

Yunmeng's pupils shrank: "What are you doing?"

"I'm not being obvious? Change your shoes."

Yunmeng loves beauty, and Song Li changed out of the sneakers she wore in order to go down the mountain to find Song Li after entering the emergency room.

She dresses dreamily and beautifully, but sneakers ruin all her outfits.

"I don't, sneakers don't match my clothes..."

Yu Qing squinted his eyelashes: "You are going to be a mother, does it matter if you look good? My woman, who do you think would dare to stare?"

"Take good care of the baby, what's wrong with my child, I'll play you to death!"

……

Song Li fell into a drowsy sleep and couldn't tell the time.

The curtains were closed tightly, the lights were not turned on, and there was a shadow beside the bed. Song Li was so frightened that a layer of cold sweat broke out all over her body, and she suddenly sat up from the bed.

"Ali?"

In Lu Jingchuan's voice, the sense of horror remained in his heart, and he unconsciously clenched the bed sheet tightly.

Lu Jingchuan turned on the light, and he chuckled lightly, "Why are you so timid?"

Song Li once felt that she was dreaming, how could Lu Jingchuan appear here.

Was he badly hurt?

"How did you come?"

"If you don't want to go to the Central Hospital, I'll come here."

Lu Jingchuan poured Song Li a glass of water. His mobile phone was placed on the bedside table, the screen was flickering, there was an incoming call but there was no sound, obviously Lu Jingchuan turned the volume on mute.

The word "fog" beats repeatedly, tirelessly.

All Song Li could think of was Su Chenwu.

It was so late, he probably called because he was worried about Lu Jingchuan's life.

The heart-piercing feeling rose again, Lu Jingchuan came running in the middle of the night, what kind of affectionate cake did he want to draw for her?
If you don't eat it, it will be stuck in your throat, and if you eat it, you will suffer from indigestion.

She moved to the side of the bed to make room for Lu Jingchuan, and the man followed suit and lay down beside her.

Song Li was waiting for his explanation, but he didn't mention the matter of leaving her alone with Lu Jingchuan, and his heart became cold inch by inch.

A pair of big hands stretched out from behind, wrapping around the waist, Song Li was stiff all over.

Lu Jingchuan didn't seem to notice, and asked in a low voice, "Why did you wake up so early, did you have a nightmare?"

Song Li turned her back to him, smiled indifferently, but her tone was extremely gentle: "Yes, I dreamed that you died."

"Scary."

Her voice was low, and sadness seemed to overflow.

"No accidents, I won't die." After speaking, Lu Jingchuan pressed him on the bed: "Can I sleep now?"

Song Li leaned in his arms, her shoulders trembling slightly: "A Chuan, I still can't forget what happened in Maze Lane. What are you going to do to Chu Yue?"

"She is your cousin. Although I don't know the grievances between the Lu family and Chu Yue, grandma protects Chu Yue so deeply..."

Lu Jingchuan hugged him: "You don't have to take these things to heart, I won't let you be wronged again."

Both of them were seriously injured and spent three days in a private hospital. During these three days, Lu Jingchuan worked in the ward.

Most of Song Li recovered, but her foot was seriously injured, and walking was still inconvenient.

After Lu Jingchuan was discharged from the hospital, when he leaned over to hug Song Li, a woman held his chest: "A Chuan, you have cracked ribs, you can't hug me..."

"My body, you know better than me?"

He was close, and in order to distance himself, Song Li had to support his body with his arms. The sunlight rushed in from behind him. Looking against the light, Song Li couldn't see anything except Lu Jingchuan's handsome face.

A flash of amazement flashed in her eyes, before she could react, the world was spinning, and she was embraced by Lu Jingchuan.

"Mrs. Lu, "The Legend of Mengtang" is a big production. You should heal your wounds and finish the performance carefully. Don't let me lose a lot of money."

He is not afraid of death, so it seems meaningless for her to stop him.

Song Li leaned on his shoulder, and raised her snow-white hand to say goodbye to the nurse. She thought too much about him before, so the road became narrower and narrower. Lu Jingchuan should not expect her to continue to be stupid.

When we arrived at Champs Elysees in Greentown, it was almost noon, and the butler was not there, and the temporary butler was replaced by a young girl named Ming Ge.

She is very good-looking, with long eyelashes, and her every move is just right, not boring, and not without a sense of presence.

Ming Ge finished the lunch and brought a small wonton to Song Li: "Madam, I have asked about your preferences. I heard that you like fresh and sweet wontons. I made these myself. Do you like them?"

Song Li's mouth was a little dry. She pulled the wonton and took a sip of the soup. She snapped her fingertips and subconsciously looked up at Mingge.

This soup is very fresh, I don't know what raw materials are used to hang it.

The wonton skin is also as thin as a cicada's wings, and it melts in the mouth. The meat filling is rich but not greasy, and it directly tops the ranking of small wontons she has eaten.

"good to eat."

"As long as my wife likes it." Ming Ge smiled.

A bowl of wontons started the conversation, and Song Li asked Ming Ge how to do it. While the two were chatting, Lu Jingchuan tapped on the table with his fingers, attracting their attention.

"Too noisy."

Ming Ge immediately apologized: "I'm sorry sir, I'm leaving now."

She almost ran away from the restaurant, Song Li gave him a dissatisfied look: "Why are you so fierce."

Lu Jingchuan's eyes were full of ridicule: "Why, the housekeeper's matter still makes you lose your memory? You don't even know why you were sold."

"Ali, in this world, no one is always trustworthy. What you have to do is to keep a line when making friends and chatting, and don't share everything."

He rubbed her head, and the emotion in his eyes was inexplicably warm: "Those who don't need to share can be completely ignored. You are not at the same level, and you will not be at the same level."

"But I feel that I am no different from Ming Ge. A Chuan, no one is noble, everyone is equal."

Song Li stared at him and said for a while, "Don't be fierce, I'm really scared."

During the divorce turmoil, his indifference frightened her and made her hesitate. Lu Jingchuan had no choice but to agree to the conditions she proposed.

He changed the subject calmly: "Sheng Lan has prepared the litigation materials. The court will be held in three days and Chu Yue will be sentenced. I have already mentioned it to Director Xu. You can go to the auditorium then."