Flash marriage to a wealthy family, the abstinent president proves love every night

A bad premonition flashed through my mind in an instant.

"Hello, are you the family member in bed 601? The patient is dying, come to the hospital to sign for rescue."

slap~

The phone on the other side stopped abruptly, leaving only a hurried busy tone.

It was as disconcerting as the sudden acceleration of his heartbeat.

Ji Tingqiu immediately grabbed his phone and coat and ran downstairs.

I don't know whether his legs were numb from sitting or he was too scared. For the first time, his feet were so weak that he staggered and fell down twice.

On the Huanwan Expressway, the black off-road vehicle pushed the accelerator to the maximum, and the sound of the roaring engine lasted for a long time.

Half an hour later, Ji Tingqiu finally arrived at the ward.

His shirt was soaked, and his short hair was beaded with sweat.

"Mom, I'm here."

Ji Tingqiu called softly.

As always, he was afraid of waking her up.

He held Hua Anyue's arm tightly, hoping that his mother had just fallen asleep.

Yes, things backfired

Mother's face was pale and her lips had lost their color.

Every inch of skin touched by his fingers began to loosen, and the muscles gradually lost their elasticity.

For Ji Tingqiu, many years of frontline battles have long been used to life and death,

He knows that this sign

what does that mean.

An indescribable pain spread in his chest, as if it was about to tear him apart.

He was in so much pain that he could barely breathe.

After a long time, he got up with red eyes, covered his mother with a quilt, and came to the corridor.

"Why did you suddenly lose your signs?

It stands to reason that my mother was just in a coma and would not walk so fast. " Ji Tingqiu asked the doctor on duty with sharp eyes.

"This...the representatives of the medical department are already here. They checked the monitoring of your mother before the accident. It is indeed not a normal death."

The doctor was frightened by his terrifying aura, and took a step back before truthfully explaining the situation at the time of the incident.

A surveillance video was presented in front of Ji Tingqiu.

When the woman in the picture appeared,

His body trembled unconsciously because of the shock, and a kind of strong resentment and disbelief suddenly rose in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, a woman's faint voice came from the surveillance,

Through the screen, he watched her take off the breathing mask for his mother.

Ji Tingqiu's mind went blank, and his heart felt as if he had been stabbed suddenly.

"Cong Rong..."

He walked to the stairwell with red eyes, and reached out his hand in a panic to take a cigarette from his pocket, but his hand was shaking so badly that he couldn't hold it no matter what.

A roar suddenly exploded in the quiet stairwell, and Ji Tingqiu punched the wall violently.

anger!

Extremely angry, he suddenly wanted to kill someone!

"Chairman, the old lady's death certificate has been issued, and my subordinates should contact the funeral home first," Yu Chuan followed the voice into the corridor.

"Go."

Hidden in the lingering white smoke, the man took a deep breath and waved to Yu Chuan.

After a few seconds, under the stimulation of nicotine, he gradually calmed down.

the dead are great,

The most important thing at present is to bury the mother.

After everything is over, he will let her die without a place to bury her.

Ji Tingqiu stomped out the cigarette butt, the cruelty in his eyes made people shudder.

The next morning, Cong Rong arrived at the hospital early.

The moment the elevator door opened, she saw three or five nurses discussing something.

When they saw her approaching, everyone suddenly glanced at her with a very strange look.

"Is it her? It's really similar, with similar eyebrows and eyes."

"I don't think so. Every time I go to the rounds, I see her taking care of the patients in bed 601. She is more careful than her son. It's too tiring to pretend to be so long."

"The son of that family often brings a woman with long chestnut hair. That woman seems to be more thoughtful than her."

Straight to the ward at the end of the corridor,

Cong Rong felt that the scrutinizing eyes behind her hadn't left her.

She felt weird and couldn't figure out why.

Suddenly, a cleaning lady came out of the ward pushing a cleaning cart, which was piled with replaced sheets and quilt covers.

The car nearly hit her head-on because it was stacked too high to block her view.

Cong Rong sideways avoided and ran into the ward,

A strong smell of disinfectant rushed straight into her nostrils, and her stomach churned instantly.

When I saw the empty hospital bed, I thought of the pile of sheets and quilt just now,

Cong Rong's head buzzed, and hurriedly chased Aunt Baojie,

"Mom...don't...Mom, don't scare me...no...no..."

She murmured, and the tears in her eyes could not be stopped.

"Auntie, where is my mother... Where did the patients in bed 601 go?"

Cong Rong grabbed Auntie's arm and was still trembling uncontrollably. She swallowed hard to finish her words.

"no, I can not."

Yesterday she held Aunt Yue's hand and talked.

She just mustered up the courage to fight once for Aunt Yue and her two children.

why

just one night,

nothing left.

All her worries were gone.

"I heard that there was no one in the middle of the night yesterday. It's really pitiful. The family is so good and hasn't enjoyed the blessings of their children and grandchildren, so they left with illness...My condolences to the little girl." Bao Jie shook her head regretfully.

She had met Cong Rong a few times, and she knew she was pregnant when she saw her protruding belly.

heard,

Cong Rong seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, and the blood in his body was frozen.

She seemed to have thought of something suddenly, and walked downstairs quickly while holding her belly, and took a taxi.

Looking at the scenery that flashed by quickly outside the window, her tears overflowed.

Fate seems to like to play with her,

Her expectation and longing are like an illusory bubble, which is finally torn, stretched, kneaded and crushed mercilessly.

Half an hour later, the taxi arrived at Ji's villa.

Seeing the white mourning banner at the door, Cong Rong's feet softened and he knelt down on the ground.

"Mom, you are so cruel that you left me..."

At this moment, Ji's inner house was very quiet, almost no guests came to express their condolences.

Cong Rong thought she was having a dream, and Aunt Yue might not be dead.

However, the wreaths placed a few meters apart in the courtyard seemed to tell her that this was the reality.

She knelt on the ground and cried for a while before she realized that she should go in to watch for Aunt Yue,

Unexpectedly, he was stopped by the housekeeper as soon as he stepped on the threshold.

"Young Madam, I'm sorry Eldest Young Master has an order that no one is allowed to disturb the old lady during her vigil, especially...you." The butler sighed heartbroken.

He also didn't understand why the young lady was not allowed in.

In the few months since the young lady returned to Ji's house, he saw with his own eyes that the old lady's mood was getting better day by day, and the eldest and young master who had never liked to laugh stretched his brows from time to time.

Unexpectedly, when the old lady left, the young master turned his face and refused to recognize anyone.

He was on Cong Rong's side in his heart.

However, even 1 people dare not disobey the order of the young master.

Cong Rong didn't know either.

Why did Ji Tingqiu treat her like this.

Once Aunt Yue left, he was so heartless and cold-blooded.

She knelt on the ground with tears in her eyes, kowtowed four times while looking in the direction of the mourning hall, and then knelt there.

Seeing that she was so distressed, the housekeeper had no choice but to bring a cushion.

Until dusk, because he was not in the mood to eat, Cong Rong's stomach was throbbing with hunger, and his face became pale, looking extremely weak.

At this time, there was a sound of crisp leather shoes walking from far to near,

Cong Rong knows,

It is he who has come.