After Transmigrating into the President Wen of Dog Blood [Quick Transmigration]

Feng Haoyang stared at Feng Xinglang who appeared suddenly, with a flash of flinch in his eyes, but he forcibly walked in front of his uncle, and said with a sarcastic smile: "Uncle thinks I'm a fool? Don't tell me, Lu Rong can have children!"

Feng Xinglang didn't make a sound, his face was surprisingly gloomy, he took out a piece of paper folded into a square from his pocket and handed it to Feng Haoyang: "This is the parent-child report just tested today, you can read it yourself."

Feng Haoyang was stunned for a moment, took his hand and opened it, quickly scanned it, with an expression of disbelief on his face, smiled suddenly, and handed the report back to Feng Xinglang: "Uncle, who can't make a fake? Our Feng family has the most It's money."

Feng Xinglang shook his head: "Haoyang, do you know why Rongrong didn't let you touch him back then, because he would get pregnant."

Feng Haoyang froze on the spot in surprise, took a long time to look away, and slowly fell on Lu Rong's face behind Feng Xinglang, and asked in a low voice: "Is what he said true?"

Lu Rong made a coy look and nodded: "Xing Lang is right, it's all true."

Feng Haoyang froze, his throat moved, but he didn't speak.

Feng Xinglang buried his head in thought, his eyes showed a rare impatience, he ignored Feng Haoyang behind him, pulled Lu Rong away, opened the car door without saying a word, pushed Lu Rong into the car, got in the car himself, and started the car immediately car.

Lu Rong glanced at his serious side face, guessing that Boss Ba should be jealous, and tried to lower his voice: "I didn't accept his rose."

Feng Xinglang hummed, his face didn't improve at all, he stepped on the accelerator to speed up the car.

Lu Rong felt weird and asked the system: "What's wrong with Mr. Ba?"

The system called out three times before it came out, and the tone of the speech was different from usual, with a faint guilty conscience: "President Ba is probably angry, and the host may be able to coax more according to the instructions and lines in his mind. I'll go first, Host come on."

Lu Rong felt even more abnormal, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and his eyelids jumped up in response to the occasion. In his heart, he felt that something must have happened, so he held back the wonder in his heart, entered the role of silly, white and sweet, put a hand on Feng Xinglang's lap, With a blushing face, she shook slightly and said, "Don't be angry, I only like you now."

Feng Xinglang held the steering wheel with one hand, and covered Lu Rong's hand on his lap with the other hand, slowly clenched it, stepped on the brake, and parked the car on the emergency lane.

Lu Rong looked at him suspiciously, and asked cautiously, "Where are we going? Why did we stop suddenly?"

Feng Xinglang pulled off the tie around his neck, turned his head to look at Lu Rong, his eyes were bottomless: "Rong Rong, there is something I want to tell you."

Lu Rong became nervous inexplicably, and his palms began to break out in cold sweat: "W-what's the matter?"

Feng Xinglang was silent for a while, as if he was thinking about how to speak, his jaw moved, and he said in a low voice, "I took Benben to the hospital for a paternity test this morning."

Could it be that Mr. Ba has grown grass on his head, and it turns out that Benben is not his own?

Impossible, he clearly showed the paternity test report to his love rival Feng Haoyang just now.

Lu Rong tilted his head and asked, "Well, Benben should be your son, right?"

Feng Xinglang held Lu Rong even tighter: "Don't worry baby, I did the paternity test to let my parents accept the baby."

Lu Rong's eyes widened: "Could it be that the results show that..."

"Hush! Listen to me baby, Benben is of course our son," Feng Xinglang put his arms around Lu Rong's waist and hugged him, whispering in his ear, "It's just Benben's blood test report It came out, and it turned out... a little abnormal."

The eyelids twitched even more. Lu Rong thought for a while and said, "Benben had a fever last night, and it's normal if the data is wrong. Where is the benben, why didn't you bring him back?"

Feng Xinglang took a long look at Lu Rong, and said in a deep voice, "Benben is with uncle, still in the hospital."

Lu Rong suddenly panicked and grabbed Feng Xinglang's clothes: "What's wrong with him?"

Feng Xinglang took a deep breath, raised his head and said, "Honey, our son may be sick."

With a bang, Lu Rong felt his head go blank for an instant, and grabbed Feng Xinglang with his white hands, and his voice trembled unknowingly: "Didn't you just catch a cold?"

Feng Xinglang: "It's a little more serious than a cold."

Lu Rong: "Flu?"

Feng Xinglang was quiet: "It's not sure yet."

Lu Rong sat up straight, stared at Feng Xinglang, and asked anxiously, "Is it cancer?"

Feng Xinglang shook his head: "No."

Lu Rong: "Is it a terminal illness?"

Feng Xinglang quickly stopped him from thinking wildly, "Don't worry, baby, it's not terminally ill, but the doctor said it's a bit troublesome, the specific situation is still under diagnosis, and the results will come out soon, I'll take my baby to the hospital to see Benben."

As long as it is not cancer and leukemia, there is nothing to worry about. Modern technology is so advanced that it is impossible to solve even some small troubles. Lu Rong comforted himself.

On the way to the hospital, Feng Xinglang saw Lu Rong in a daze, and wanted to chat with him, but Lu Rong answered indiscriminately, obviously uneasy.

This hospital is a foreign-funded private hospital with extremely high fees, and the qualifications of doctors and medical equipment are among the top in the country.Lu Rong walked to the main entrance, remembering that Feng Xinglang took him here for an examination four years ago, and was finally diagnosed as pregnant.

Feng Xinglang led Lu Rong through the hall and corridor, and entered a VIP ward.

The moment Lu Rong entered the door, the man in blue striped clothes jumped up from the hospital bed awkwardly, and threw himself into Lu Rong's arms excitedly.

"Daddy, you're here, give me a hug!"

Lu Rong hugged Benben, feeling that the sick clothes on his body were very dazzling, touched his forehead, and found that it was not hot, then kissed him on the face, trying to pull out a smile: "Is Benben doing well today?"

"Hey," Benben giggled, showing his cute little canine teeth, which made his face less pale. He hugged Lu Rong's neck, pouted and pouted on Lu Rong's face, "I don't care if the nurse draws blood." You didn't cry, you asked your mother."

Lu Rong turned his head and glanced at Feng Xinglang, wanted to ask something but hesitated to speak.

Feng Xinglang closed the door of the ward, walked into the room, and said to Lu Rong: "The doctor suggested that Ben Ben stay in the hospital for a while."

Lu Rong bowed his head in silence, hugging Benben with a heavy heart, his eyes full of worry.

Benben sat on Lu Rong's lap, said quietly for a while, "Don't worry, Dad, I'm fine, I just have a little cough."

Lu Rongqiang smiled to himself: "Don't worry, Dad, and don't be afraid of Benben, it's just a little cold. Dad is here to accompany Benben every day."

Benben nodded vigorously, then turned around to show Feng Xinglang's small canine teeth: "Mom, you are not allowed to compete with me for Dad."

Feng Xinglang laughed dumbfounded, pinched his face, and picked him up from Lu Rong's lap: "Come on, mom hugs little Benben."

After realizing that he used a stupid name and called himself mother, Feng Xinglang resignedly scratched his son's little armpits, making him laugh out loud.

With a creak, the door of the ward opened.

Lu Jianren followed a middle-aged doctor in a white coat.

Lu Rong stood up and ran over: "Doctor, I am the father of the child, my son's illness is not serious, right?"

"Mr. Lu, your son's illness was preliminarily diagnosed as pneumococcal infection. It's not serious, but," the doctor paused for a moment, took out a test sheet and glanced at it, looked up at Lu Rong again, and continued, " This is your son's drug sensitivity report, the patient's condition is extremely special, and he is not sensitive to almost all commonly used clinical antibiotics, this is the most troublesome problem."

Feng Xinglang said: "Besides using antibiotics, is there any other way to treat pneumococcal infection?"

The doctor shook his head: "At present, antibiotics are the best and most effective treatment."

Lu Jianren pressed his temple and said, "Doctor, what should we do now?"

The doctor pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of the nose, "We have already discussed it, and today we will give the patient an injection of an imported drug that is not commonly used. If it works, the child's illness will gradually improve. If it doesn't work, things may be a little troublesome." .”

That potion needs to be stored below zero and must be tested on the skin before use.

After the skin test, it was confirmed that Benben was not allergic to the medicine, so Lu Rong carried Benben into the injection room, and the nurse gave the child two tubes of buttock injections.

Benben hugged Lu Rong's neck, it seemed too painful, tears rolled in the frame, but he forcibly endured it back, trying not to let the tears flow down.

Lu Rong rubbed his stupid butt, "Does it hurt?"

Benben hesitated and shook his head: "A little bit, it won't hurt if Dad rubs it."

Lu Rong kissed his cheek and held him in his arms. After a while, the child fell asleep, and then gently put him on the bed, carefully covering him with the quilt.

Lu Rong stared at the clumsy and restless sleeping face, and seeing him coughing from time to time, he felt more flustered in his heart, as if he was suffocating, he got up and walked to the balcony, and the cool wind hit his face, and he felt much more comfortable.

"System, come out." Lu Rong called out with a cold face.

"The host asked me to do something?" The system's voice sounded a bit strange.

Lu Rong: "Tell me the truth, is my son's illness deliberately arranged by you?"

System: "Even if I say no, the host will definitely not believe it. In fact, the host has transmigrated into a novel, and all the characters encountered in it are plot arrangements, including the host and Feng Xinglang."

Lu Rong took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice, "I'll stop talking nonsense, and I'll just ask, when will my son recover from his illness?"

The system didn't answer directly, but sighed: "Host, I can tell you responsibly, the host is just transmigrating into the book to follow the plot, don't take it too seriously, the people and things in it are not real, they are just program settings."

Lu Rong felt stuffy and painful in his heart, and sneered: "Then what the hell are you talking about is true? What is false? There are flesh and blood, love and hate, sad and tears, fear and worry, even if it is programmed Surely, isn’t it real? To you, maybe not, but to Lao Tzu, he, Lu Leshan, is the meat that fell out of my stomach. He is the son I have worked so hard to raise for three years while sleeping in my arms every night. It's true."

The system didn't make a sound, as if it didn't know how to answer.

Lu Rong forced himself to calm down, closed his eyes and opened them again: "I want to know what will happen to my son."

System: "He will die."

Lu Rong felt that the heart was stabbed by a knife, and it hurt, and sneered: "Everyone will die."

System: "He will die in seven days."

Lu Rong: "You said that my son knew seven languages ​​at the age of five, but he was only three years old. How could he die in seven days?"

The system fell silent: "If he can live to be five years old, he will know seven languages. Host, the setting of the plot is Guo Hui Yiyao."

Yay your mother!Even if I set this shit up, I will never let my son die!

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The countdown to the end of the first world has entered, don’t be intimidated by this chapter~ I promise to be your real mother~

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