Dyed

Standing at the door, Fu Ran heard a man's voice coming from inside.

Zhao Lan was crying, but her voice was very low, "Chengyou, if something happens to you, Mom won't want to live anymore."

Ming Chengyou suddenly kicked the chair next to him. After a violent friction sound, the chair hit the bed on the other side and fell to the ground.

His chest heaved violently, and his eyes were almost dyed red, "My life and death has nothing to do with you, it's none of your business, and there is no need for you to make so-called sacrifices."

Fu Ran heard that something was wrong, so she quickly opened the door and went in. Zhao Lan was so anxious that she wanted to get up from the bed, "Chengyou, don't get excited, I won't say anything..."

Fu Ran first pressed Zhao Lan's movement to get up, "Mom, lie down quickly."

After she tucked the quilt up for Zhao Lan, she took a few steps towards Ming Chengyou. The man's expression was gloomy, and his eyes were cloudy and deep. Fu Ran took his arm, "Let's go."

Zhao Lan opened her mouth slightly, and Fu Ran told her to rest more, so she couldn't say anything more at this moment, seeing that they were about to leave, Zhao Lan called out, "Xiao Ran."

Ming Chengyou walked out of the ward, Fu Ran sat beside Zhao Lan's bed, "Mom, why did you do this?"

"Maybe you guys can't accept it," Zhao Lanqiang stood up, his wrist was already numb with pain, "but I know that this is the best way to repay me. I don't have to worry about it every day, and Chengyou can also have a A chance to live again."

"Mom, did you have such an idea beforehand?"

"Chengyou has been waiting for the donor, I have consulted the doctor."

Fu Ran sighed, "Mom, but have you ever thought that even though Cheng You doesn't say anything, you can still see that he is slowly letting go of you through his repeated actions. If you really want to do this in this way Give him a complete heart, even if he accepts it, every time he thinks about it, can you guarantee that it won't be a nightmare, and won't he be more difficult to accept?"

Zhao Lan caressed the wound on her wrist, "Xiaoran, I didn't think so much at the time."

"So," Fu Ran pretended to be relaxed, "For me and Chengyou, the greatest hope and happiness now is that the people around us can live well, don't let us worry any more."

She walked out of the ward and saw Ming Chengyou sitting on a blue chair.

After closing the door, he stood up when he heard footsteps, and left with Fu Ran.

Ming Zheng drove to the place Luo Wenying had mentioned, and saw her standing outside the car, shivering from the cold, so Ming Zheng parked the car on the side of the road.

Seeing her figure stomping in the cold wind, Ming Zheng slammed the car door and rushed over, "Why are you standing here?"

Luo Wenying pointed to her car, "It broke down."

Mingzheng leaned against the front of the car, "Don't make the whole breakdown lie so obvious, you can just stop and there will be a taxi, and you can sit in the driver's seat and wait. You are not sick and looking forward to being sick, right?"

Luo Wenying put her hands on her neck, and her palms were still cold, "Boss, do you have sharp eyes?"

"Let's go." Ming Zheng stood up.

Luo Wenying opened the car door and wanted to walk in.

"Didn't it break down? Take my car."

Luo Wenying took out the packed meals and followed Mingzheng into the car, her hands and feet were numb from the cold, and she didn't want to drive anymore.

Nesting in the passenger seat, she rubbed her hands together, "It's so warm."

When Mingzheng started the engine, he looked at her. After the car slid out slowly, Mingzheng stretched out his hand and shook Luo Wenying's hand. The warmth enveloped her. Luo Wenying raised her head, but the man retracted it just right. Is it fun to do this when I'm frozen?"

She suppressed the embarrassment in her eyes, "What? It wasn't my intention that the car broke down."

"You know it in your heart." Ming Zheng glanced sideways at her, but there was no anger on his face, "She wants to fulfill her son so much..."

The second half of the sentence was swallowed back.

Luo Wenying was a little surprised, and guessed from Mingzheng's words why Zhao Lan had entered the hospital, the small space was silent for a moment.

After parking the car at the entrance of the hospital, Ming Zheng saw Luo Wenying was about to get off the car, "Go back first, it's getting late, take my car."

Seeing this, Luo Wenying didn't refuse, handed the packaged things to Ming Zheng, and then took the car keys from him.

When Ming Zheng returned to the ward, Fu Ran and Ming Chengyou had already gone back.

He pushed the door open and saw a chair slumped against the wall.

Zhao Lan looked at him blankly, "Ming Zheng."

The man didn't speak, and put the packing box in his hand on the bedside table.

Zhao Lan opened her mouth slightly, feeling sorry for him, and now she wants to settle everything in this way, which is the most unfair to Yu Mingzheng.

"Ming Zheng."

He walked over and helped the chair up.

"Don't blame your mother for being cruel. I never know how to deal with you."

Ming Zheng was still silent, just took out the packing boxes from the bag one by one.

Fu Ran got into the car with Ming Chengyou, and saw his face tense, "I know what you did just now was because you didn't want her to commit suicide again, but I can understand Mom's mood. Chengyou, after all, this is maternal love."

Ming Chengyou closed his eyes lightly, and his face was pale and bitter from the moonlight outside the window, "Fu Ran, but there is one thing that neither you nor I can deny. I hated her for more than [-] years, in the final analysis, it is the same as the eyes of outsiders. No matter how much she loves my father and how helpless she is, even if the Ming family and the Li family were united because of interests, she will never be able to break free from her third party status for the rest of her life, and she is destined to carry it on."

He turned to look at Fu Ran, raised his hand and brushed the broken hair on her cheeks behind her ears, "I gave You Yingrui a fake marriage certificate at the time, just because I was afraid that something might happen, so I couldn't let it go. You're in an embarrassment."

Fu Ran's face was pillowed on Ming Chengyou's shoulder, and he reached out to hold him in his arms.

"I don't know how to face her, let alone how to get along with her." Ming Chengyou pressed his chin against Fu Ran's head, "In the final analysis, I still find it hard to accept."

The sudden change of identity caught people off guard.

After Ming Chengyou returned to Yiyun Capital, he started to have a high fever.

The body function has reached the verge of collapse, and the immune system will naturally be affected. The family doctor came and took emergency measures.

Li Yunling rushed over anxiously to ask what was going on, and when she learned that Zhao Lan had committed suicide and Ming Chengyou and Fu Rancai returned from the hospital, she was abnormally silent and did not blame Fu Randuo.

Ming Chengyou had a severe fever, and Li Yunling stayed in Yiyun Capital to take care of him that night.

Fu Ran wiped his limbs with alcohol, and when he stayed up in the middle of the night, he was so tired that he couldn't stand up, his ankles were swollen like steamed buns, and the insteps were even tighter and uncomfortable.

Supporting the edge of the bed with her palms, she got up, took off the towel that was stuck to Ming Chengyou's forehead, twisted it, and put it on again.

Fu Ran was lying on the edge of the bed, and now Ming Chengyou could only procrastinate for a day.