After marrying a vegetative boss

Bai Yao's expression changed, and he pulled Feng Zhuojun and ran out quickly.

A group of children surrounded the trampoline. They looked at the child lying on the ground and chatted about something.

"Just now when he came here, he suddenly fell down."

The boy who came to report explained.

Feng Zhuojun picked up the fainted Feng Pan from the ground, and drove to the hospital.

Bai Yao held Feng Pan on his lap in the back seat of the car while calling Song Lang.

When Feng Pan was sent to the hospital, a stretcher came over to pick up Feng Pan and went to the emergency room.

Feng Zhuojun hugged Baiyao in his arms, comforting Baiyao not to be too sad.

Although Feng Pan is not Baiyao's biological child, after getting along for this period of time, Baiyao has long regarded the little milk dumpling as a piece of meat that fell from his body, and he is closer than his own.

Feng Pan was sent to the emergency room for an hour, but Baiyao felt like a century had passed.

When Feng Pan was pushed out by the nurse, Bai Yao quickly surrounded him.

Bai Yao on the hospital bed opened his eyes.

The little man was lying on the bed exhausted, touched Bai Yao's face with his small palm, and comforted softly: "Daddy, don't cry, the baby is suffering from heat stroke."

Baiyao guarded Feng Pan in the ward, while Feng Zhuojun followed Song Lang to the department.

"What's wrong with the little guy?" Feng Zhuojun asked.

Song Lang shook his head not so optimistically.

"He has a latent congenital disease. This disease is very cunning. It cannot be detected at birth. It will only be noticed when it suddenly occurs."

Feng Zhuojun asked again: "Is it serious?"

Song Lang nodded.

"Seriously, Feng Pan will become weaker and weaker in the future. You must find Feng Pan's biological mother as soon as possible. Only you and her will have a child, and the baby's umbilical cord blood can save Panpan's life."

Feng Zhuojun slowly clenched his hanging hand, and nodded solemnly: "I see."

Feng Zhuojun returned to the ward, Feng Pan fell asleep again because of his weakness.

The back of the hand was infused with liquid, and the long needle pierced the back of Xiao Nai Tuanzi's white and tender hand, which was a little swollen.

Baiyao asked Feng Zhuojun: "What's the matter, why did Panpan faint suddenly?"

Feng Zhuojun's eyes dodged a little, "Song Lang said it was a genetic disease, congenital immunodeficiency. But don't worry, Song Lang said it will be cured."

Feng Pan hasn't told Mrs. Feng about Feng Pan's illness yet, she only said that she will take Panpan to stay at Song Lang's house for a few days and go back in a few days.

In the evening, Feng Zhuojun didn't let Baiyao stay with him in bed, he asked Baiyao to go to Song Lang's house to rest for the night, and he will take him back to the hospital tomorrow to watch over Panpan.Bai Yao worriedly followed Song Lang back home.

It was only when he arrived at Song Lang's house that he discovered that there were other people in his house.

is an acquaintance.

Lu Mianchuan was wearing Song Lang's wide half-sleeves, and was sitting on the sofa with potato chips and watching TV with his thin, white legs bare.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Lu Mianchuan poked his head on the sofa.

"Doctor Song, you are finally back, I want to kill your big baby."

Song Lang's lips twitched. After a busy day, he almost forgot that there was such an ancestor in his family.

"Why are you still here?"

Lu Mianchuan showed a weeping expression: "You scumbag, are you going to pull out your X and be ruthless so that you will turn your face and deny anyone when you are done having fun?"

In order to prevent Lu Mianchuan, who didn't know the door, from saying anything inappropriate for children, Song Lang hurriedly stopped him.

"Don't talk nonsense anymore, there are guests at home today."

Lu Mianchuan instantly stood up from the sofa: "What guests? Men and women? Did you bring any other goblins into the house?"

After Bai Yao changed her shoes, she walked out from behind the entrance, revealing her figure.

"it's me."

Lu Mianchuan was surprised: "Madam Feng?"

Bai Yao nodded, "Boss Lu."

"Why...you came back with Dr. Song? Where's Mr. Feng?"

Bai Yao looked a little tired, "I have something to do at home, I'm coming here to stay overnight."

Song Lang remembered Feng Pan's situation, and looked at Bai Yao's expression with a hint of pity.

In this situation, he really didn't know what Feng Zhuojun would choose in the end.

Is the son important?

Or is the wife Baiyao important?

Seeing that Lu Mianchuan knew Baiyao, and that although Lu Mianchuan always said some irrelevant things, he was still active, so it was better to let him bring some active emotions to Baiyao.

So he rushed Baiyao back to the house in no hurry.

Song Lang hasn't eaten yet, he likes to go home and cook by himself.

Although I had been busy in the hospital all day, I went home and washed my hands, put on an apron and started cooking.

The living room is separated from the kitchen by a transparent glass sliding door.

Lu Mianchuan leaned on the sofa, looking at Song Lang cooking with some nympho.

Gold-rimmed thin-rimmed glasses rested on the bridge of the nose, and the sleeves of the shirt were unbuttoned and gently rolled up.

The hand resting on the dish is as long as jade, and the other hand is holding the kitchen knife to rhythmically chop the carrots into cubes.

The rhythm of da da da is steady and powerful, as if every beat is on Lu Mianchuan's heartstrings.

He tugged on Baiyao's sleeve: "Do you think Dr. Song is really handsome when he chops vegetables?"

"How can there be such a good man?"

"Am I right."

Lu Mianchuan stared at Song Lang with bright eyes, but felt that he couldn't move his eyes away.

Bai Yao raised his eyes absently, then slowly lowered them.

''Um"

Baiyao is not a gossip person, so he is not at all curious why Lu Mianchuan appeared at Song Lang's house.

This is someone else's private matter and has nothing to do with him.

However, Lu Mianchuan kept on talking.

"Speaking of which, you are still our matchmaker. The first time I saw Dr. Song at Lin's house, I thought he was the person I was looking for."

Song Lang didn't know when he walked to the door of the kitchen, and stood there, his hands were wet with drops of washing vegetables.

Looking at Lu Mianchuan, he said, "Then tell me, I'm the first person you're looking for."

Song Lang heard what he said, Lu Mianchuan didn't feel embarrassed at all, instead he counted with his fingers.

"I think you seem to have misunderstood me. I'm not a playful person, and you're only the seventh person I'm looking for. You see, there are less than ten."

Song Lang smiled disdainfully.

"I thank you."

Lu Mianchuan gave a thumbs up: "But don't worry, your technique is definitely the best one."

After dinner, Song Lang packed a guest room for Baiyao.

Bai Yao thanked him and walked in.

In the middle of the night, Lu Mianchuan, who was arranged in the guest room, was wearing a bathrobe and opened the door of Song Lang's room.

Song Lang also just came out of the bathroom, wiping the water from his hair.

Song Lang has slight myopia. When he didn't wear glasses, his fox-like eyes were slightly squinted, and there seemed to be a shimmer in the eyes.

"It seems that I have to close the door when I sleep in the future."

Lu Mianchuan came over and hugged Song Lang's waist.

"Don't, you didn't lock the door, didn't you mean to let me in on purpose?"

Lu Mianchuan raised his head, and the corner of his lips just touched Song Lang's chin. He exhaled lightly: "Tell me, am I your little baby?"

Song Lang turned against the guest and pinched Lu Mianchuan's chin.

Lu Mianchuan's face was small and sharp, it seemed not much bigger than Song Lang's hands.

Looking at Lu Mianchuan's expectant eyes, he said two words without paying attention: "No."

Lu Mianchuan's expression was awkward for a moment, and he smoothed things over and said, "I just like Dr. Song's duplicity." Song Lang smiled: "If deceiving yourself and others can make you happy, I won't stop you."

Lu Mianchuan looked at Song Lang dissatisfied: "The more you refuse like this, the more I want to possess you."

Song Lang lowered his brows and eyes, his expression darkened: "Stop talking nonsense, do you want to do it?"

Lu Mianchuan untied the towel: "Do..."

Song Lang opened the bedside table and took out a piece of plastic packaging from the drawer.

Lu Mianchuan raised his hand and pressed Song Lang's finger: "You don't need this, it doesn't matter if you get it in and I wash it out again." Song Lang paused.

"I think you are dirty."

"You think I'm dirty, haven't you used it several times?" Lu Mianchuan said dissatisfied.

"Are you just treating me like a free duck?"

Song Lang looked at Lu Mianchuan coldly: "Yes."

Lu Mianchuan's complexion changed: "Is there anyone who humiliates people like you?"

The desire in Song Lang's eyes cooled down: "If you do it, hurry up, if you don't do it, get out."

Lu Mianchuan endured it, spread his legs and sat up.

"It's me whoring you."

One night of spring, flowers bloom a little, but each takes what he needs.

The next day Baiyao woke up and saw Lu Mianchuan coming out of Song Lang's room, with no surprise on his face.

"Morning."

After being moisturized, Lu Mianchuan felt refreshed and greeted Baiyao energetically.

Baiyao didn't sleep well last night, I don't know if it's because of bed or other reasons, he was restless all night.

The bizarre dreams followed one after another, like being trapped in a chaotic dream, and I always felt unable to wake up.

When she finally broke free from the dream with her thoughts, Bai Yao's face was pale and she broke out in a cold sweat.

While eating breakfast, Bai Yao's right eye kept twitching.

He is superstitious.

The left eye jumps for money and the right eye jumps for disaster, and I always feel suspicious. I am afraid that it will not be cured soon like Feng Zhuojun said.On the way to the hospital, Baiyao asked Song Lang carefully about Feng Panfa's condition.

Feng Zhuojun had already explained to Song Lang that if Baiyao asked, he must not tell Baiyao that he needed umbilical cord blood to treat Feng Pan.

Song Lang was a doctor, he talked a lot, and gave Baiyao a reassurance with a very guilty conscience.

Bai Yao first went to the ward to replace Feng Zhuojun, Song Lang changed into a white coat, and went to Feng Pan's ward for rounds.

During some inspection, Baiyao asked, "How is Panpan today?"

Feng Pan seemed to be thinner than yesterday, lying quietly on the bed with his eyes closed.

He was used to the little Naituanzi talking in a childish voice next to his ear, now seeing the little guy weak as if he was about to disappear, Bai Yao felt indescribably uncomfortable.

Song Lang said: "I still need to stay in the hospital for observation, and I have issued a few more orders to ask Baiyao to take Feng Pan for examination."

While Baiyao was taking Feng Pan to do a routine blood test, Song Lang frowned and said to Feng Zhuojun, "The condition is deteriorating rapidly, what did you find about Feng Pan's mother?"

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