Forced to become his stand-in wife

When the rain stopped, Xia Yang hurried to the bridge hole.

The surrounding was very quiet, so quiet that he could hear the sound of one or two raindrops splashing on the water, Xia Yang felt uneasy for no reason.

"Qiuqiu..." Xia Yang called out, but no one responded.

The tent was blown crookedly, and the light could be seen faintly inside.

Xia Yang got closer, and suddenly smelled a bloody smell, which became stronger and stronger as he got closer.

A huge sense of fear instantly occupied the entire chest, and with the flustered beating of the heart, the ears were buzzing.

He ran and crawled into the tent, and the moment he opened the tent, he saw blood all over the ground, a glaring bloodstain extending from the outside to the inside.

Thick blood rushed towards his face, slightly hurting Xia Yang's eyes.

Ling Qiu fell unconscious on the ground, the originally clean and white down jacket was stained with blood, both legs were covered with dried blood clots.

He looked lifeless, his belly had collapsed and his lips were a hideous purple.

"Qiuqiu...Qiuqiu..." Xia Yang hissed, his voice trembling uncontrollably.

Xia Yang crawled up to Ling Qiu's side with false steps, and reached out to hug the weak man into his arms.

Ling Qiu didn't know how long he had been lying here, his body was icy cold, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, no matter how much he covered himself, he couldn't get warm.

He lay quietly in his arms, motionless, no matter how Xia Yang yelled, he couldn't wake him up.

Xia Yang raised his head, panted heavily, tears flowed down his cheeks to his chin, and hit Ling Qiu's face.

His hands were shaking so badly that his mind went blank.

If only he hadn't been to the party, if only he had come back earlier.

He blamed himself over and over again, and at this moment, a child's cry brought him back to his senses.

Xia Yang looked at the bed by the light of the flashlight, and saw a poor baby there.

The child's face was still bloodstained, his mouth was open and he was crying in embarrassment, the clothes he had put on temporarily were kicked off, and his hands and feet were exposed, red from the cold, which made people feel distressed.

Xia Yang looked at him, sniffed, now is not the time to blame himself, he wants to protect Ling Qiu and his child.

Xia Yang helped Ling Qiu up and carried him on his shoulders, tied him tightly with a sheet, and after making sure that he wouldn't fall, he stretched out his hand to hold the child in his arms.

Ling Qiu is currently running for his life and hiding from others, it is only safe to take him to a private hospital.

It's just that in the middle of the night, there is no taxi on the road just after it rained.

Xia Yang thought about it, and finally called the contractor.

After the call was connected, he choked up and begged: "Brother Li... Please... do me a favor..." His voice was trembling and sobbing, and he couldn't make out the words.

"Speak slowly, what's going on?"

Xia Yang took a deep breath, sobbing, and said, "My family member had a dystocia, and now he is dizzy...The situation is very bad...I don't know what to do...Because of a special reason...I can only take him to Private hospital...no cars on the road..."

The contractor probably understood. He was friendly and straightforward, and he didn't ask too many questions. He immediately asked where Xia Yang was.

After Xia Yang reported an address, he drove to the place.

From a distance, he saw a thin figure. He drove over and saw that it was Xia Yang.

There was a big one on his back, and a small one in his hand. No matter what he could not cover up the bloody smell, his eyes were a little hot from the blood after getting close.

He got out of the car and opened the rear door, he didn't dislike being dirty, and put Ling Qiu in his arms on the rear seat.

"Thank you...Brother Li..." Xia Yang's two big eyes had turned into walnut eyes from crying, and his nose was red. As soon as he made a sound, his body twitched uncontrollably, and a muffled hiccup came out deep in his throat.

In the middle of the night, the situation looked strange, and the contractor hurriedly said, "Hurry up and get in the car and go to the hospital."

Xia Yang sat in with the child in his arms, and reminded him temporarily: "Brother Li, please find a private hospital..."

The contractor navigated out of a hospital, turned around and drove to a private hospital.

The contractor couldn't help looking at Xia Yang through the rearview mirror while turning the steering wheel.

"Could it be that you two eloped without telling your family? Are you afraid to go to the hospital because you are afraid of being found by your family?" The contractor just asked casually, and later felt that this possibility was very high.

When Xia Yang first arrived at the construction site, he was dressed in fine skin and tender flesh and knew nothing, at first glance he looked like a pampered young master.

Xia Yang raised his head and said nothing, and the contractor took him as his acquiescence.

In less than 10 minutes, the person was sent to a private hospital.

Xia Yang was still crying and was in a state of panic. The contractor helped him with all the formalities.

Xia Yang's hands were covered with blood, and while saying thank you to the contractor, he wiped away his tears, and his face was stained with blood.

The contractor took him to the toilet and told him to wash his face well.

After watching him wash his face, he coaxed him like his own son: "Don't worry, they have all been sent to the hospital, and there will definitely be nothing wrong."

The child's condition is not very good, was sent to the incubator.

When Ling Qiu was carried onto the operating bed and pushed into the emergency room, Xia Yang stood outside stiffly, his legs and feet were weak, shaking like a sieve.

His palms were covered with cold sweat, and he looked at the light on the operating door without blinking.

After nearly two hours, Ling Qiu was pushed out.

Looking at the bloodless man lying on it, Xia Yang wanted to cry again.

The contractor comforted him and told him not to cry.

He nodded, only the tip of his nose and eye sockets were red.

Following the doctor into the ward, he knelt beside Ling Qiu's bed, tightly clutching Ling Qiu's hand with his hands covered in cold sweat.

"He... is he okay..."

"It's okay, just lost a lot of blood, just make up for it." The doctor said lightly.

The doctor left after explaining the precautions, and there were only three people left in the room.

After a while, Xia Yang came to his senses, and quickly turned to the contractor and said, "Thank you Brother Li, if it wasn't for you...I really don't know what to do..."

The contractor smiled indifferently, "It's okay, don't take it to heart, helping others is our traditional virtue."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but glanced at the man lying on the bed, "Since it's all right, I'll go back first."

Xia Yang hurriedly stood up, wanting to see him off, but the contractor shook his hand at him: "You can accompany him, you don't need to see me off."

Xia Yang stopped, faltering and saying: "Brother Li... can I ask you to keep what happened today?"

The contractor gave him a meaningful look, and he already decided in his heart that they were a couple who eloped with their backs to their parents.

"What a big deal, you, Brother Li, and I don't have any advantages. The biggest advantage is that our mouth is firm and can't let the wind out."

Xia Yang said gratefully, "Thank you."

I don't know how many times I said thank you, the contractor didn't take it to heart, turned around and left.

After watching the people leave, Xia Yang returned to the room and continued to guard Ling Qiu.

Seeing that his mouth was dry, I used a cotton swab to moisten him little by little.

— The high tension throughout the night, coupled with drinking a lot of wine before, Xia Yang was a little sleepy, but he really didn't dare to sleep, for fear that no one would notice when Ling Qiu woke up.

An hour later, a nurse came in and asked Xia Yang.

"Who are you a child?"

Why did you suddenly ask about the child, did something happen to the child?

"I am the child's uncle."

The nurse nodded with a serious expression, and said, "Come out, let me tell you about the child's condition."

Xia Yang's heart tightened violently, as if being tightly squeezed by a small hand, he hurriedly followed the nurse and followed her to the corridor.

"Did something happen to the child?"

The nurse shook her head. She looked at Xia Yang with complicated eyes, filled with distress that Xia Yang couldn't understand.

"I called you out just to tell you one thing in advance, so you should be prepared."

Xia Yang nodded nervously.

The nurse took out a diagnostic report, which was an examination of the baby.

The child has congenital heart disease.

Looking at the three words of heart disease, Xia Yang was stunned.

"Heart... heart disease...?"

The nurse did not answer Xia Yang's question, but said to herself: "The pregnant woman is not in good health, so I keep this matter from him for the time being, and you can talk to him when he is almost in good health." .”

"Wait." Xia Yang's face became anxious, he held the medical certificate tightly, and asked uncertainly, "The child has congenital heart disease? Is it serious? How to treat it? Will she know?"

The "dead" Xia Yang didn't say it.

The nurse shook her head, "If it is repaired properly, nothing will happen. As for how to treat it... Congenital heart disease can only be transplanted."

It is difficult to transplant a kidney these days, let alone a living heart.

"How much will it cost to repair?"

"About [-] a month, and that's just stabilizing the condition, not a cure."

Xia Yang's heart turned cold when he heard it, why does God always like to make such jokes, Ling Qiu's life has been miserable enough, why should he impose it on his child?

He went first to see the baby in the incubator.

The child was still young, with his eyes closed tightly, curled up in a corner like a little monkey.

— Generally speaking, newborn children are not good-looking, and they cannot tell who they look like.

But Ling Qiusheng's doll was beautiful from birth, with a ruddy face, a straight nose, and big eyes. She vaguely looked like Ling Qiu.

just have heart disease

How could such a young child have congenital heart disease?

Xia Yang thought of how Ling Qiu took good care of his stomach on weekdays, and felt sour in his heart. If Ling Qiu knew that the child had a heart attack, how uncomfortable would it be?

When Ling Qiu woke up, it was already the second day, and he looked at Xia Yang as soon as he opened his eyes.

Ling Qiu was in a trance, turning his dry eyes to look around, he subconsciously wanted to move his body, the pain was like tearing, he took a breath, and murmured in a hoarse voice: "It hurts."

Xia Yang hurriedly got up, took out painkillers from the medicine bag on the table, and fed Ling Qiu to eat.

After a while, Ling Qiu's dark pupils met Xia Yang's face.

The baby face in front of him looked tired.

Xia Yang's big eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, the eye sockets were slightly swollen, and there were blue stubbles on his chin. His baby face looked several years older.

"Qiuqiu...you finally woke up...I..." Xia Yang choked up, and suddenly felt the urge to cry again.

Ling Qiu said in a hoarse voice: "Yang Yang, where is the child?"