Being a scumbag is the pinnacle, she was pampered by Mr. Fu to the heavens

"Fang Fei?" Zhou Weiwei called out and dialed Fang Fei's number when she received no response.

When the call was connected and she learned that Fang Fei had gone to the bathroom, Zhou Weiwei breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhou Weiwei planned to go to the bathroom to find Fang Fei, but when she turned around, she saw Dai Hongyi on the phone with her marriage partner.

Thinking that one second he wanted to keep her, and the next second he was passionately in love with his marriage partner, she suddenly felt a little unhappy, and for the first time in her life, she felt rebellious. She leaned over to the phone and called her brother in a cute voice. .

Dai Hongyi looked sideways at her, and she continued: "Brother, how long do you have to keep calling? Can you hurry up? I can't wait any longer."

The gentle female voice on the other end of the phone suddenly transformed into a manic demon, shouting loudly and asking where Dai Hongyi was. Dai Hongyi's face was also a little cold. Zhou Weiwei ran away before Dai Hongyi could get angry, and rushed into the bathroom in one go.

"Fang Fei, are you there?"

Fang Fei opened the bathroom partition door and walked out: "Why are you out of breath?"

"No, I was worried that you lost it. You left without saying a word. I was really worried."

"You and Dai Hongyi were fighting back and forth. I was a little in the way, and I was anxious, so I came to the bathroom. How were you two talking?"

"Not much, but he should go to coax the woman now, so I won't mention him anymore. Mentioning him will only spoil my fun." Zhou Weiwei said and looked at Fang Fei a few times, "Your face is very pale, is it? Isn’t it true that the child’s condition is not good?”

"No," Fang Fei blinked, "Maybe it has something to do with my mood."

Zhou Weiwei hugged Fang Fei: "Don't think too much. It is said that missing a loved one too much will make the soul of the deceased unable to rest in peace. Also, you don't have to worry about whether your child will stay or go. Even if you and Fu Jingchuan can no longer be together. , you can also give birth to a child. I may never fall in love again in this life, let alone get married and have children. When the child is born, I will be the child's godmother and raise him with you."

Fang Fei's stomach has been hurting intermittently since last night. She just went to the toilet and found that she was bleeding a lot.

Although she couldn't bear it and took oral abortion pills, she knew that the child would probably not be kept.

Taking some medicine is her best effort.

But when she heard Zhou Weiwei say this, she was quite moved.

However, he might have to live up to Zhou Weiwei's wishes.

She blinked her eyes to dispel the moisture in her eyes, and pulled Zhou Weiwei out of the bathroom: "Let's go have lunch."

"Okay!" After Zhou Weiwei said that, she looked around and saw no sign of Dai Hongyi. She was relieved but also a little disappointed.

The person who completely belongs to her will soon belong to someone else completely, and even if she convinces herself to accept everything, she obviously still needs time.

"What to eat?"

After Fang Fei asked, Zhou Weiwei didn't answer, so she asked again.

Only then did Zhou Weiwei come back to her senses: "Everything is fine. Eat what you want. Pregnant women are the best."

Fang Fei didn't feel hungry at all, but she was completely listless, and she had to force herself to eat something in order to have the strength to finish tomorrow's funeral.

So she asked Zhou Weiwei to go to a nearby porridge shop. The two of them ate and came out, but Fang Fei didn't take Zhou Weiwei's car.

Fang Fei asked Zhou Weiwei to go back first, she had something to do.

"me and you togather."

"No," Fang Fei thought for a moment, "I just want to go to the hospital to be with my mother."

"It's okay, I'll accompany you."

"Weiwei, thank you, but I want to be alone."

Zhou Weiwei looked at Fang Fei. Although she was worried about her, she still showed respect.

"Okay, then I'll take you there, and I'll pick you up when you want to go back."

"Don't bother me. You are very tired from traveling. You have been with me since you came back. I can just take a taxi. You can go back and rest quickly."

"You don't talk about this among friends."

Fang Fei couldn't convince Zhou Weiwei, so she took her car to the hospital.

She first went to the ward where her mother had stayed, but there were already other patients in the ward.

She went to the morgue on the second floor of the basement. It was extremely quiet in the corridor, but she was not afraid at all. She sat on the chair for a long time. When she returned to the ground from the morgue, it was already dark.

When she walked out of the hospital, the lights in the city were brightly lit, but none of them were lit for her.

She looked at the rental community and hesitated before deciding to go back.

When she got to the door, she didn't have the courage to open the door for a long time. She hesitated at the door for a long time before she mustered up the courage to open the door.

As soon as she entered the house, she seemed to see her mother sitting on the sofa watching TV, or lying on the bed in the bedroom. There was also a white windbreaker that her mother loved most when she was alive hanging on the bedside of the bedroom.

It was the first time she bought clothes for her mother with her salary after working. Her mother still wore them on the day she went to the hospital. She was worried that they would get dirty when she went to the hospital, so she changed into a down jacket and wore them to the hospital.

Fang Fei hugged the clothes and buried her head in them, unable to restrain her emotions anymore and started crying.

I don't know how long she cried. Finally, she was tired from crying and lacked oxygen. She fell asleep on the bed with her clothes in her arms.

So I didn't hear the phone ringing, but the phone rang for a while and then automatically shut down due to low battery.

Fu Jingchuan in the hospital was already waiting for the test results.

The results came out urgently, indicating that there was indeed something the size of an egg on his stomach. Based on the data and the doctor's experience, it could be determined that it was in the early stages. As for whether it was benign or malignant, pathology would be needed after surgery.

The doctor suggested that he have surgery that night and would arrange the best doctor for him, but he said he would have to wait.

He needed to arrange something in advance.

As soon as I thought of this, my phone rang.