Dyed

Fu Ran picked up her mobile phone and took a picture in the mirror. Even though the clothes covered her belly so that it was not visible, she still entered the word "baby" when saving.

Walking to the desk, opening the drawer, Fu Ran took out the medicine box from it.

The child was already too old, so Fu Ran told Chen's mother not to go far. If there was an accident, fortunately, it was very close to the hospital.

She opened the box and took out the packaged pills.

There was a glass of water on the table. Fu Ran tore it open and poured the pill into her palm. Her eyes were fixed on the white pill, her throat was bitter and dry. A tiny move could end the life of the child in her belly at any time. .

She clenched her palms tightly and then released them. Her arms were as heavy as a thousand catties. Fu Ran closed her eyes fiercely. When her lips touched the bitterness of the pills, she opened her mouth.

"So you're really hiding here." You Yingrui pushed open the door, Fu Ran opened her eyes when she heard her voice, she clenched her palms tightly, and quickly swept all the pills into the drawer with the medicine box and the pills that were too late to swallow .

Fu Ran closed it without a trace, turned around, "How did you get in?"

You Yingrui smiled, "I need a VIP verification card and key here, of course I can only come through Chengyou."

Fu Ran frowned, but in the end, no one kept it from her.

She took a drink from the glass on the table.

You Yingrui walked in, Fu Ran didn't want to talk nonsense with her, so she raised her feet and walked towards the door.

You Yingrui turned around and chased after him.

"Fu Ran, your thoughts are really vicious, and you actually use such dirty means to deal with me."

"You know best what thoughts you have in your heart," Fu Ran walked through the corridor, "There's no need for you to come to the door."

"Why isn't it necessary? I'm Chengyou's wife, what are you? Why do you give birth to him?"

Fu Ran knew that she might have to face such words often in the future, so she stopped, "Don't worry, I won't want the child, you can rest assured."

"You think I'll believe what you say?" You Yingrui followed Fu Ran to the stairs, "You have to wait until today if you want to remove it?"

"I don't need to explain to you." Fu Ran walked down the stairs, and You Yingrui looked around. Fu Ran lives in Ming Chengyou's villa, and now has a full stomach. Once the child is really born, You Yingrui will soon She also knows what she has to lose.

The documents she saw in the cafe and what the man said that day undoubtedly touched her amazingly.

You Yingrui's hands hanging by her sides were clenched into fists, and she walked down stiffly.

Fu Ran walked very slowly leaning on the handrail, when suddenly a force came from behind her, and she stepped out of the air.

Fu Ran desperately held on to the handrail with her wrists, but luckily she didn't fall down when she fell a few steps into the air.

Staggering forward, he couldn't hold back his footsteps in the end, twisted violently and fell to the ground, his head hitting the flowerpot at the stairway heavily.

The blood from the head overflowed, soaked through the shiny black hair and flowed out, Fu Ran reached out to touch his forehead.

You Yingrui leaned against the wall with her arms wide open, she didn't expect that she would really make a move, and she couldn't even remember how she stretched out her hand to push it.

More and more severe pain and dizziness hit, eyes were covered with blurred darkness, and there were chaotic footsteps and terrified screams in my ears, "Xiaoran, Xiaoran!"

Fu Ran tried her best to open her eyelids, and saw Fan Xian squatting in front of her, her magnified face was full of tension, Fu Ran's head was lifted, and Fan Xian's face quickly disappeared from her eyes.

Fu Ran was lying at an angle where she could see Fan Xian striding upstairs, and she slapped You Yingrui hard, "Bastard!"

"Mom." You Yingrui covered her face and shook her head, "It wasn't me, she accidentally fell down."

Fan Xian slapped again.

Fu Ran couldn't hold on any longer, and the dizziness quickly overwhelmed her only sobriety.

Fu Ran only felt very painful, very painful, very painful, and couldn't hold back the pain until it reached the extreme, as if someone had been pierced through the flesh with a needle and thread.

She was in a coma and wanted to scream but couldn't, and she had no strength to struggle, but her sensory consciousness was clearer than ever. She heard someone talking, heard the sound of footsteps, and heard Fu Songting's voice.

Fu Ran opened her mouth and couldn't make a sound. She wanted to ask where her mother was?

She pricked up her ears but didn't hear Fan Xian's voice.

"Wake up, wake up."

Fu Ran raised her heavy eyelids and saw the doctors and nurses surrounding the hospital bed. She scanned around but did not see Fu Songting and Fan Xian.

"The wound is on the scalp. You have had a few stitches. You have not been given anesthesia. Try to sleep on your left side so as not to touch it," the nurse said softly, "You are all very strong."

Fu Ran struggled to raise her hand and landed on her abdomen. She knew exactly whether the child was kept or not.

"Where are my parents?" Her voice was hoarse, and she could hardly utter a complete sentence.

The doctor beside the bed hesitated to speak, "You'd better have a good rest."

Fu Ran's head hurts badly, it was originally a traumatic injury, after stitches, it feels like there are countless ants crawling inside.

The nurse glanced at her with a strange expression, and followed the doctor out of the ward.

Fu Songting then came in, Fu Ran was shocked when he saw it, "Dad, what's wrong with you?"

Fu Songting's face was pale as if he had suffered a great blow. He staggered to sit in front of Fu Ran's bed, suddenly stretched out his hand, inserted his fingers into the hair and pulled it hard.

Fu Ran didn't care about the injury on her head, she tried her best to support her upper body, "Dad, what's the matter? Mom, where is she?"

Except for the monitoring sound of the equipment, there was no other movement in the ward.

Fu Ran was overwhelmed with panic and fear, her heartbeat was chaotic, and her head hurt like it was about to burst.

After a while, she saw Fu Songting raised his head, "Xiaoran, what happened at that time?"

Seeing the wetness in Fu Songting's eyes, Fu Ran couldn't help shedding tears. Fu Ran had never seen Fu Songting like this. She tore and cried, "Did something happen to Mom?"

impossible!

Before she fell into a coma, she only saw Fan Xian slap You Yingrui twice, she was pushed from behind by You Yingrui, so what happened to Fan Xian?

"Your mother," Fu Songting choked up in his throat, "she was in a deep coma when she was sent to the hospital. The doctor said her condition was very bad. Whether she can be saved depends on her life."

"What?" Fu Ran was astonished, her hands hanging by her side couldn't help trembling, "Where is she now?"

"Still being rescued." Fu Songting cheered up, "Xiao Ran, take care of yourself, Dad, go out and have a look."

"I'll go too!" Fu Ran lifted the quilt and went to the ground.

Fu Songting had already walked out of the ward, and Fu Ran got out of bed suddenly, her top-heavy body almost fell forward, she regained her composure, and then reluctantly got up and followed out.

The lights in the hospital corridor were bright and dazzling, and Fu Songting was walking alone.

Fu Ran supported the wall and followed, her shoulders brushed against the cold wall and faced forward. The hospital is a crueler place than the battlefield.

The medical staff who come and go have long been accustomed to seeing life and death, and they have also developed a hard-hearted heart.

Fu Ran moved forward while crying, weeping silently, until choked up, and crying uncontrollably.

She saw the door of the emergency room in front of her suddenly opened, and a bed was pushed out. Fu Songting rushed forward and called his wife's name. Fu Ran's footsteps froze suddenly, and she had no strength to move forward.

She tipped over, her back against the wall.

The bed covered with white sheets was pushed to Fu Ran, Fu Songting held the doctor's hand, "Are you all right? How is it?"

The doctor with a serious expression took off his mask, and Fu Ran saw him shaking his head, "I have saved my life for the time being, but the brain has been hypoxic for too long, and there is a blood clot in the brain that is pressing on the nerve and I can't take it out now..."

"What does this mean?" Fu Songting's voice trembled.

"Observe for 12 hours, if you can wake up, there is still hope, but I advise you to be mentally prepared, the possibility of brain death is relatively high."

The images in Fu Ran's eyes were fragmented, and she saw Fu Songting standing there as if struck by lightning.

Fan Xian lying on the hospital bed was pale, even her lips were colorless, Fu Ran shook her head in disbelief, no!

The night before, she also told her that she must cherish her daughter in the future and never let anyone bully her.

Fan Xian also said, my caring little padded jacket, my mother will make up for all the love I owe you for 20 years.

now?

Fu Ran doesn't believe anything, brain dead, that is, a vegetable?

The hospital bed where Fan Xian was lying was pushed forward. Fu Ran was out of breath as if she was upside down, her face was flushed red, the soles of her feet slipped, her back rubbed against the wall and she was limp on the ground.

She was in so much pain that she couldn't cry out, a lot of images flashed through her mind in a mess, and someone was shaking her shoulders violently.

Fu Ran saw that the lights above his head seemed to be shaking, and the whole hospital was like an earthquake, and the world in his eyes was shaking.

"mom!"

Unprecedented exhaustion and despair swept over her. When Fu Ran opened her eyes again, she was already lying in the original ward. The lights in the room were not turned on, probably to let her rest better.

She stretched out her palms and touched the cold bed, her eyes were red and swollen, and she heard her own heavy breathing in her ears.

Her throat was so dry that she couldn't speak, her lips were cracked, and even the slightest movement hurt.

The door of the ward was suddenly opened, and the door panel slammed against the wall and bounced back. Fu Ran sat up in shock. Ming Chengyou walked into the room, and he covered the door with his backhand, step by step, pressing down like a mountain.

Fu Ran was not afraid to meet the man's gaze. He should have come here as soon as he got the news. Ming Chengyou's eyes were dark. He walked to Fu Ran's bed and his eyes fell on her lower abdomen.

Fu Ran was wearing a loose blue and white hospital gown, his eyes were red and swollen from crying, Ming Chengyou felt dizzy for a while, he trembled at the corner of his mouth, "Where is the child?"