Dyed

Fu Ran stared at him bitterly, her eyes turned into sharp knives, piercing his body to pieces, she clenched her teeth, and didn't realize the fishy smell in her throat.

Ming Chengyou covered his chest with his hands, his face was abnormally pale, and he suddenly shouted, "Where is my child!"

"No more!" Fu Ran blurted out without thinking.

The two words hit Ming Chengyou's face directly, and he stepped forward and grabbed Fu Ran's shoulder suddenly, "You, you say it again?"

Fu Ran slowed down and paused word by word, "No, no, it's gone from my stomach, how?"

She spoke very slowly, Ming Chengyou really felt the pain of being lingering, he was short of breath, and he held his breath, "Why is it like this?"

"It's all your fault!" Fu Ran yelled at him, "Do you know why there is no child?"

The man shook off his hand stiffly, his eyes were covered with mist, and his eyes were scarlet.

Fu Ran did not give him a chance to relieve, "It was pushed away by your wife. I fell down the stairs. Do you know how reluctant he is to leave me? The doctor said that he was stubborn in the womb and refused to come out. You can still see the hands and feet clearly, he has already formed, Ming Chengyou, that is your child, do you want to see it?!"

Ming Chengyou bent down and was hit in the chest suddenly. He closed his eyes tightly, and the strong suffocation caught him off guard.

Fu Ran didn't seem to think it was enough, "Who are you showing this to? Don't you say that he is your last child? Well, congratulations, I wish your wishes come true!"

She stabbed him with the most vicious words, but Fu Ran felt no less pain than Ming Chengyou.

Tears rolled down her cheeks, "If you hadn't indulged You Yingrui and let her come to Yunshuiqianshan, what would have happened today? Ming Chengyou, this child died in your hands, and you sent him off with your own hands People who go!"

Ming Chengyou raised his depressed head, his eyes filled with despair and sadness, he said, "I don't know."

Fu Ran cried, but laughed loudly, "What qualifications do you have to question my child? Today, even if You Yingrui didn't push him away, I wouldn't want him again. Ming Chengyou, I have never been like today. I hated you like this!" He stepped forward, pressed Fu Ran on the bedside table, and held Fu Ran's shoulders with his outstretched hands like iron clamps.

He suddenly brought her up to him, "Why, you didn't want to keep him from the very beginning, he is our child, what's wrong with me wanting him to live for me, even today you are still thinking about it, Could it be that he is in your stomach, and you don't feel it at all?"

Fu Ran stood on tiptoe, her tears couldn't flow until the end. She fixed her eyes on Ming Chengyou, "Why don't you understand? Because he is an illegitimate child!"

"I said that in my eyes, he is not!"

"Heh," Fu Ran smiled slightly, with the corners of his mouth raised in mockery, "How could I have forgotten, how could an illegitimate child despise his own son as an illegitimate child?"

Ming Chengyou was dazed for a moment, as if he didn't understand the meaning of Fu Ran's words.

She struggled to break free from the shackles. The secret that Ming Yunfeng had told her and asked her to keep repeatedly had become Fu Ran's best weapon to drive him to a dead end.

"Do you remember the gift I gave you on December 25? Ming Chengyou, I didn't want to thank you that day, but because it was your birthday!"

Ming Chengyou's face was deathly silent, and he supported the bedside table with one hand.

"You all think that my elder brother inherited 60% of the shares of Qiankun because of my help. Do you know why you only got 5%?"

Fu Ran stepped forward, her eyes pierced into Ming Chengyou's eyes full of grief, the corners of her mouth curled up, and her words fell slowly and heavily.

"Before your father died, he told me a secret. He said that he had been pressed by this secret for decades, and he didn't want to bring it into the coffin when he died. He was really selfish. I should have turned around and left at that time, you guys The water in the Ming family is too deep and dirty, do you want to know what he told me?"

Fu Ran throws it out little by little, but never makes it clear. She just wants Ming Chengyou to suffer, make him suffer, and make him collapse!

Fu Ran ignored Ming Chengyou's increasingly uncomfortable expression, she stood on tiptoe and looked at him at the same level.

Give him a heavy blow at the end, "He said, Mingzheng is the veritable prince of the Ming family, he and Li Yunling's child, and you are an out-and-out illegitimate child. Ming Chengyou, it's in vain that you always call brother , the bastard that Li Yunling was talking about turned out to be you!"

Ming Chengyou's dark pupils suddenly dilated, he stared at Fu Ran in disbelief, his heartbeat was chaotic, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

Fu Ran thought of Fan Xian who was not yet out of danger. She cried and shouted at Ming Chengyou, "What else do you want? Isn't it enough to steal someone else's identity for more than [-] years? Do you want your own child to repeat the same mistakes?"

Fu Ran hadn't finished speaking when she suddenly saw Ming Chengyou's figure in front of her eyes.

It turned out to be straight forward, and the body slamming on the ground made a lot of noise. Fu Ran was so frightened that he backed away, and Ming Chengyou lay on the ground without moving, as if he had died.

Fu Ran sat on the edge of the bed and wept bitterly. After about half a minute, he still saw that Ming Chengyou didn't respond at all.

She squatted down and pushed Ming Chengyou's shoulder with her palm to make him lie on the ground, "Ming Chengyou."

Fu Ran tried to put her hand in front of Ming Chengyou's nose, but she was just probing casually, but she didn't want to scare her to roll and lie on the ground.

Fu Ran's mouth opened and closed, and finally opened his throat and said, "Help, come quickly!"

This day was undoubtedly the most difficult calamity for Fu Ran.

Ming Chengyou was carried to the hospital bed, and Fu Ran subconsciously followed behind the medical staff. The hurried and chaotic footsteps broke people's hearts.

She watched Ming Chengyou being pushed into the emergency room in the same hospital, and the emergency lights that heralded death or hope were quickly lit.

The door slammed shut in front of her, and Fu Ran instantly had the illusion that Yin and Yang were separated.

Her eyes were fixed on the closed gap, Fu Ran's heart was in a mess, she sat on the chair in the corridor with her arms folded.

Li Yunling rushed over after receiving the news. In just a few days, her son was sent to the emergency room twice. Who could bear this blow?

Housekeeper Xiao helped her. Li Yunling saw that Fu Ran hadn't had time to ask more questions in the future. The door of the emergency room suddenly opened, and the doctor who came out held something in his hand, "Who is the family member?"

Li Yunling hurried forward, "I, I am."

"This is a critical illness notice, sign it quickly."

Li Yunling covered her mouth with her hands, and tears welled up in her eyes, "Why did you sign this thing again, he just rescued it, how could this happen?"

"It's too late, hurry up and sign!"

Housekeeper Xiao helped her to the side, held Li Yunling's hand, and then reluctantly signed the contract.

Fu Ran leaned her head against the wall, her whole body was soaked as if soaked in cold water, she firmly believed that she heard correctly, what the doctor said just now was a critical illness notice.

Li Yunling tremblingly dialed the phone, kept yelling for the other party to come over, and then collapsed on the side crying.

The director who rescued Ming Chengyou last time rushed to the hospital as soon as possible and put on his uniform while running. Li Yunling rushed over as if she had finally caught straw. he."

"What's going on this time?" The director was a little out of breath, Li Yunling shook her head anxiously, "I don't know, he went in when he came here, he should be fine, right, it was fine last time."

"Yunling," the director interrupted her, "I retrieved the materials of the heart surgery two years ago and read it. His illness was already very serious at that time, but the surgery was just a stopgap measure. The attending doctor at the time also He said he would need a heart transplant, but that operation only prolongs his life for a year, and if he can’t find a suitable heart again... Hey, I’ve repeatedly told you not to let him be stimulated!”

Li Yunling couldn't bear the blow, her whole body went limp, butler Xiao and the director quickly helped her to the seat.

"I'll go in now, have you signed the critical illness notice?"

"Sign, sign."

The conversation between the two reached Fu Ran's ears verbatim, and she stared dimly at the red light in the emergency room.

Housekeeper Xiao kept comforting her, but Li Yunling couldn't bear the blows one after another and cried, "Yunfeng didn't wait for the right heart before he left. Is Chengyou going to do the same? Take my heart, take mine Go," Li Yunling clasped her hands together, "Exchange my life for my son's life, if Chengyou leaves, I won't live."

"Ma'am, don't say stupid things." Housekeeper Xiao accompanied him and wiped away tears, "Third Young Master will be fine."

Fu Ran was completely stunned by this blow, and the door of the emergency room was closed and never opened again.

Is this what Ming Chengyou meant by the last child?

Fu Ran's dry eyes felt sore again, and her mind was completely blank, unable to think.

But there was a scene that came in. It was the two of them in Qingshan, and Fu Ran was with him on his birthday.

She asked Ming Chengyou to make a wish, and he made it, saying that he would live a long life.

At that time, Fu Ran still laughed at him.

She closed her eyes, the place where the tears flowed was extremely hot, Fu Ran stretched out her hands to cover her face.

Li Yunling has already collapsed, finding a suitable heart is like looking for a needle in a haystack. No matter how powerful Ming Yunfeng was back then, he still died on it.

Fu Ran supported the chair with her palms, and she stood up with all her strength. Li Yunling just looked up and said nothing.

At this time, any doubts and accusations were nothing compared to the anxiety in his heart. Ming Chengyou had already stepped out of the gate of hell with one foot, and according to the director's tone, it seemed to be more serious than last time.

Fu Ran dragged forward, like a walking corpse, three souls and seven souls had been scattered.

She supported the wall with her palms to continue, her thin body might fall down at any time.

Fu Ran walked for a while and rested for a while, and she couldn't take it easy. Fan Xian is now in the intensive care unit.

Fu Ran strenuously walked towards the ward. Outside the intensive care unit, Fu Songting sat on a chair with his head hanging, guarding the door and never leaving for half a step.

Fu Ran had tears in her eyes, "Dad."

Fu Songting looked up tiredly, "Xiaoran, why don't you rest in the ward?"

"I want to come and see Mom."

The doctors and nurses who made the rounds came out, and Fu Songting suddenly stood up and rushed over, "Doctor, how is my wife?"

Fu Ran saw the doctor shaking his head, everyone knew what this action meant.

She burst into tears.

"Sorry, I have to announce to you that the patient has become a vegetative state, but at last you can expect a miracle to happen."