The domineering president keeps his little wife captive

Chen Yuye asked them last night which hospital they were receiving treatment in. Seeing the person next to him crying and sobbing, he felt so sad.

When they arrived at the hospital, Meng Zimo felt her legs go weak, and Chen Yuye helped her get into the elevator.

An Xijie was sitting at the door of An Yuhan's ward.

An's mother accompanied her inside, "Let's go!" Chemotherapy made her hair become thinner and her face looked pale and bloodless.

She kept wearing a hat to look good, but her temper became increasingly irritable due to the medication.

She would lose her temper with them at any time, "Hanhan, don't be like this." Mother An took her hand and looked at the needle holes on her hands, as well as the retained needle in her left hand.

There is no intact part of his body.

This made An's mother feel even more upset. She would rather it happened to herself than let her daughter become like this.

"Go away, go away, all of you go away, I don't need you to be here." An Yuhan screamed hysterically, and even An Xijie outside the door held his head in pain.

"Ajie." Chen Yuye saw An Xijie and walked towards him holding Meng Zimo.

An Xijie raised his head suddenly, his eyes were bloodshot. The man who had always been a playboy was now sitting in the hospital with a scruffy beard.

"You, why are you here?" An Xijie was surprised to see them. An Yuhan said that she didn't want Meng Zimo to know about her affairs.

"Is Xiaohan in there?" Meng Zimo had been staring at the door since she walked over. She had never heard An Yuhan's voice so harsh and sharp, that kind of piercing and sharp voice.

An Xijie looked at the closed door and nodded, "My mother is inside, I'll go in and tell her." After saying that, An Xijie opened the door and walked in.

After a while, An's mother was helped out by An Xijie, wiping her tears. She looked haggard and her hair was full of white hair.

"Auntie." Chen Yuye and Meng Zimo greeted An's mother in a low voice.

When An's mother saw Meng Zimo, she grabbed her hand and said, "Xiaomo! Please help her talk to her. She will get better with proper treatment. She won't listen to anyone now. I, I don't know what to do."

Mother An felt as if hundreds of needles were stabbing her heart at the same time, and she felt like she was about to collapse.

A double blow to the mind and spirit.

Meng Zimo opened the door carefully, "Aren't you all gone? Why are you here?" An Yuhan was lying on her side with her back to the door. She didn't say anything, but closed the door with tears in her eyes and slowly walked towards her.

An Yuhan felt something was wrong and turned around to meet Meng Zimo's watery eyes.

She was terrified and scared, with nowhere to hide.

"Xiao Han." Meng Zimo grabbed her scarred hand, like a withered flower.

An Yuhan saw that the corners of her mouth were curved but there was no smile, only helplessness and bitterness filled her.

"Why are you here? Did my brother let something slip?"

Meng Zimo shook her head and bit her lip, tears welling up in her eyes. She wiped the tears from her face and sniffed, "I came to see you, why didn't you tell me, don't you consider me a friend? If I hadn't known it suddenly, would you have kept it a secret from me forever?"

"No, no, please stop crying. I don't know how to start. I'm afraid you'll feel bad. I don't want you to feel bad."

An Yuhan exuded an air of loneliness while wearing her hospital gown. Her elegant face could not hide the pain in her body.

The two girls hugged each other and talked for a long time. "You must take good care of yourself. When you get better, we can go out and travel and see other places, okay?"

Meng Zimo held her haggard face in her hands and said kindly, "You must be well, you know, I want you to stay by my side forever."

The grievances that An Yuhan had endured for these days seemed to be released all at once.

Meng Zimo's arrival gave her confidence in the future again.

Over the years, Meng Zimo's position in her heart is even higher than that of her parents. She understands her grievances and all her thoughts.

An Yuhan's throat choked, and tears welled up again uncontrollably, "Mo'er, thank you for comforting me."

"Silly boy, I'm already working now. I'll support you from now on, okay? If you don't want to go home."

I often heard An Yuhan say that she wanted to buy a house to live in by herself? She didn't have to live with her parents.

Looking at her holding his hand, lowering her head and her eyelashes trembling, she could only cry silently, even her crying was soundless.

"Okay, I will." She said with a sob.

"In the future, please tell me everything as soon as possible, okay?" Meng Zimo lifted her face and wiped away the tears on her face, caressing the girl who was tormented by illness with tenderness.

She originally had a round face and a slightly plump figure, and was a chubby girl. The day she returned to China, Meng Zimo saw that she had lost weight. She was not surprised at the time, and thought it was the result of her own weight loss.

I didn't expect that she was already ill at that time.

It was already past seven in the evening when Meng Zimo came out of the hospital. It was only when An's mother cooked and entered An Yuhan's ward that Meng Zimo realized that she had been with An Yuhan for a very long time.

Seeing that An Yuhan's mood had improved, Meng Zimo told her to take good care of herself and eat more, and that she would recover soon if she cooperated with the doctor's treatment.

Chen Yuye took Meng Zimo's cold hand. Her hands and feet would become cold whenever she was stimulated.

"I'll take you to eat. Don't cry. She will be fine." Chen Yuye wiped the tears from her eyelashes and hugged her softly with loving heart.

Listening to Chen Yuye's strong heartbeat, Meng Zimo also calmed down.

"When do you think we can find the successfully matched bone marrow?" Meng Zimo was still very uneasy when she got in the car. The hospital is a place where one can see life and death.

Many of the patients inside are suffering from inner torment.

"Xiao Jie and I are both looking for you, and we will definitely get the news as soon as possible. Don't worry, take care of yourself, otherwise I will be worried about you too."

"Yeah, I know. Let's go! Let's go eat! We're all hungry." I felt my stomach growling.

Things will definitely get better slowly.

The next day.

Meng Zimo went to work as usual, "I can just go buy something to eat, you go back!"

"Yes ma'am."

The breakfast shop is only 500 meters away from the school, and the driver looked at the location and thought it was safe.

So he followed Meng Zimo's words and left first.

Meng Zimo got up late today, and Chen Yuye went back to the company early to handle business. The company has encountered some difficult problems recently.

"Boss, two meat buns and a bottle of fresh milk."

After Meng Zimo handed over the money, the boss handed over buns and milk.

"Huh." The milk in her hand was snatched away by Meng Hao from behind.

Meng Zimo turned her head and met those horrified eyes, and she immediately took a step back.

Menghao often hangs around the school. He is uneducated, works in the underworld, and often harasses female college students.

It was just that Meng Zimo often got off the bus at the school gate and didn't know about it. This was because the school was very close to the Meng family gold shop. Meng Hao had been here for so long and had forced several female college students.

This made him taste the sweetness and things became increasingly out of control. Last year, a female college student became pregnant and the blame was directed at him, but the matter was never resolved.

"Hey, it looks so familiar! Let me think about it." When Meng Hao saw Meng Zimo's pure and innocent face, he instantly felt that he had seen it somewhere.