Surrogate wife every step of the way

After Zhao Zifeng went to the study room, he drew the curtains and opened the window, a gust of cool wind blew in from the outside, which refreshed him and made him less drowsy.

He was sulking all by himself, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter what, he crossed his hands, and after walking back and forth in the study room twice, he called his male assistant.

The male assistant was in a drowsy sleep. He reached out for the phone, didn't even look at the name, and asked impatiently, "Hello, which one?"

"Check out Kang Haoxuan's information for me, and put it on my desk tomorrow morning."

Zhao Zifeng's unique deep and mellow voice was immediately recognized by the assistant on the other end of the phone, and all drowsiness disappeared immediately.

He quickly changed his attitude and said respectfully: "Okay, Mr. Zhao, don't worry."

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Zifeng held the phone and weighed it. Feeling that his mind was out of control, he had to go to the computer desk and turn on the computer to deal with business.

Trying to distract attention with official business, the fastest investigation results will not be known until tomorrow.

It wasn't until the middle of the night that I felt sleepy. I went back to the bedroom, turned off the light, and went to bed in the dark.

And the figure on the other side of the bed was still in the same pose.

Maybe it was because she fell asleep too late last night, and Sun Mengjiao also woke up late in the morning.

The sun had risen so high that it shone straight in from the window and fell in every corner of the room.

She was a little uncomfortable for a while, she covered her eyes with her hands, closed them, and subconsciously turned her head to look at the other side of the bed, which was empty.

Last night when he came back to sleep, Sun Mengjiao knew about it, but she didn't know when he left in the morning.

She lowered her gaze to the side where he had slept, and her mind fluctuated slightly. She lifted the quilt, got out of bed, and after a simple wash, she took her bag and went straight to the hospital.

How could she care about the company now?

Sun Zhenxing is her only family member, and she cannot ignore family affection for the sake of work, as a person only lives once.

When she rushed to the hospital, the door of the ward was ajar, and several doctors and nurses surrounded Sun Zhenxing.

She was startled, the feeling of nervousness and fear from yesterday rose again from the bottom of her heart.

She walked into the ward anxiously, her steps were very slow, which stemmed from the fear deep in her heart.

I was afraid that Sun Zhenxing would suddenly...

"Mengjiao, you're here."

Seeing Sun Mengjiao walking in with a pale face, Sun Zhenxing tried his best to hold up a smile, trying to reassure her not to worry.

But I didn't expect that the words that came out were extremely weak and hoarse.

Sun Mengjiao wanted to respond with a smile, but she couldn't, because she saw that Sun Zhenxing's face was as pale as a piece of paper, there was a fistula inserted in his shriveled arm, and the dialysis machine was always running.

The dark red blood was drawn out of the body through the catheter, then washed by the dialysis machine, and returned to the body again.

It turned out that she was undergoing dialysis, so Sun Mengjiao turned her face to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, walked to the bedside, and chatted with Sun Zhenxing to relieve the pain of dialysis.

For so many years, Sun Zhenxing has been relying on dialysis to take medicine and survived. His life is not only a hospital but a hospital.

Sun Mengjiao was very heartbroken, but she was powerless and felt deeply guilty.

At this time, Zhao Zifeng had already arrived at the company, and when he entered the office, the door was closed with a "bang", as if to indicate someone's displeasure.

Zhao Zifeng swept across the desktop indifferently, and a document with photos jumped into his eyes.

He unbuttoned the neckline of the handmade suit, sat down on the leather chair, and flipped through Kang Haoxuan's materials.

In his brain capacity, Kang Haoxuan is a partner of the entertainment company he cooperates with. He can recognize him, but he hasn't checked this person's background.

He lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and exhaled slowly, the smoke curling up.

He held the cigarette between his fingers, squeezed the information, and flipped through the pages without missing a single word.

It turns out that there is more than one identity, and the heart is not good. This person is not simple.

Zhao Zifeng closed the document, threw it into the drawer casually, raised his eyebrows, extinguished his half-smoked cigarette in the ashtray, picked up the internal phone and said, "Tell Sun Mengjiao to come to my office."

After hearing the order, the assistant immediately ran to the project department to find Sun Mengjiao.

Unexpectedly, after running over panting, she couldn't find her in the office of the project department. Someone from her department asked, "Where's Director Sun?"

The people in the project department blinked and said in confusion, "Director Sun, I haven't been to the company today."

The assistant hurried back to report again.

"Mr. Zhao, Director Sun, didn't come to work today."

Standing in the office, he felt that the air pressure in the room was very low. Even if he stood three meters away from Mr. Zhao, he could still feel it clearly.

From yesterday to now, he could feel that Mr. Zhao was in a very upset mood, and he couldn't help feeling a little nervous. From time to time, he raised his eyes to glance at Mr. Zhao's expression, waiting for an opportunity to go out.

Mr. Zhao's temper has been with him for so long, if he gets angry, no one will be able to resist it.

"go out!"

A stern voice, with anger.

The assistant quickly lowered his head and walked out backwards, not daring to look up at him, and he was relieved until he closed the door.

Zhao Zifeng was thinking about it, since seeing her yesterday, something was wrong, Kang Haoxuan sent her back, his face was so bad, he didn't have anything to say to him, and he was not at the company today...

There are various indications that Sun Mengjiao must be hiding something from him.

Instead of guessing, it's better to call and ask.

He was playing with the phone, turning his head from side to side, his hands with well-defined knuckles were very flexible, and he finally straightened it up and called Sun Mengjiao.

Didi beeped twice, before it was connected, it was hung up directly.

Zhao Zifeng was furious immediately, and slapped his palm heavily on the table with a "snap".

Dare to hang up his phone, the courage is really getting fatter!

Angrily, he smashed the phone on the table, and the phone hit the base of the computer, making a crashing sound.

Although the assistant outside couldn't hear that clearly, he could still hear a thing or two, and he was very glad that he came out as expected.

Otherwise, the only person who is suffering in there now, facing Mr. Zhao's stormy anger, is himself.

……

Two and a half hours later, the dialysis was finished. Sun Zhenxing was so weak that he could not speak. He only half-opened his eyes and tried to raise the lids. He wanted to smile, but it was uglier than crying. The wrinkles on his face had accumulated to the piece.

Sun Mengjiao couldn't bear to look any longer, and persuaded with red eyes: "Dad, you are tired and sleep for a while, I will stay here with you."

Sun Zhenxing's hand lost all strength, resting on the bed sheet, he could only move his fingers.

He actually didn't want Sun Mengjiao to see him like this, for fear that she would be worried and upset.

But things backfired...

Once Sun Zhenxing had dialysis, it meant that a lot of mental and physical energy was spent, and he was inevitably weak and weak, and gradually fell asleep.

The doctor said it was normal.

But Sun Mengjiao knew that Sun Zhenxing's body was deteriorating step by step. Before the dialysis interval was very long, after the dialysis, Sun Zhenxing still had the energy to talk and laugh with her.

But not anymore.

She stood by the bed silently, without saying a word, just looked at Sun Zhenxing quietly.

It's a while to watch more, and it's a little while to stay with me for a while. In the future, I'm afraid I won't have this opportunity.

Staying in the hospital all year round, he can't get the sun, and he can't get normal nutrition. He is skinny and his skin is extremely white. Even the wrinkles have covered his entire face, and he can't squeeze out a little bit of flesh.

Her father suffered too much.

"Dad, I love you!"

Her voice came from the depths of her chest, low, but from the bottom of her heart and sincerity.

But she has not fulfilled her filial piety, and she is about to face life and death.

If she could, she wished she could go back in time so that she could go back to her childhood, without illness, without so many grievances and grievances, and they lived purely.

Those good things are really luxury goods now.

……

"Mr. Kang, according to the results of the inspection, your condition is stable and there is no problem."

The doctor in a white coat came out of the echocardiography room side by side with Kang Haoxuan, and analyzed the results.

Kang Haoxuan nodded with a light smile, "Well, don't you need to pay attention to anything?"

The doctor thought about it, and then gave some advice, "I told Mr. Kang before, don't be overjoyed and sad, too emotional, these will have a great impact on the heart."

The corners of Kang Haoxuan's lips curled up, he handed the inspection report to the bodyguard, and walked towards Sun Zhenxing's ward with his hands in his pockets.

Sun Mengjiao will definitely come today.

Sure enough, when he walked to the door of the ward, he peeked in through the window.

Sun Mengjiao was sitting on the edge of the hospital bed, weeping alone, with a distressed and worried expression on her face, while Sun Zhenxing on the hospital bed closed her eyes and seemed to be asleep.

He sighed, family love in the world is hard to let go, gently pushed open the door, and walked in.

I don't know if his footsteps were too soft, or Sun Mengjiao's focus was on Sun Zhenxing, she didn't even notice that Kang Haoxuan came in.

"Mengjiao, did your dad just finish dialysis?"

He scanned the fistula on Sun Zhenxing's arm, and asked in a low voice deliberately, not wanting to disturb Sun Zhenxing's rest.

Sun Mengjiao wiped the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand and wiped away her tears before she nodded.

"Your father will definitely not wake up for a while. I will take you to dinner. Only when you are full will you have the energy to take care of him."

Kang Haoxuan couldn't help stretching out his hand, wanting to wipe away the tears on her fair cheeks, but he stretched halfway and retracted, grabbing her wrist directly.

Sun Mengjiao had no choice but to push his hand away and said, "Okay."

Kang Haoxuan felt a little disappointed at her rejection of him, but because of her low mood, she didn't intend to take it too seriously.

The two got off the inpatient department and walked on a tree-lined path outside the hospital.

Kang Haoxuan swept over the thick black eyes under her eyes, and frowned slightly, "Did you not sleep well last night?"

Sun Mengjiao gave a absent-minded hum.

"Mengjiao, listen to me, the only person your father is worried about right now must be you, you must take good care of yourself, otherwise think about it, how much does Uncle worry about you?"

Kang Haoxuan walked in front of her, holding her shoulder armor with both hands, with a dignified expression.

He couldn't bear to see Sun Mengjiao so sad. Because of Sun Zhenxing's matter, she couldn't eat or sleep well, and she became thin and out of shape.

Sun Mengjiao stared blankly at Kang Haoxuan, feeling a little touched, she pursed her lips and nodded.

……

Liang Yishu stepped on high-heeled shoes, carrying a bag in his hand, walking elegantly and calmly, and came to Zhao Zifeng's office with a capable demeanor.

The assistant wanted to inform, but was stopped by Liang Yishu.

"When do you see me coming and need to knock on the door?"

She raised her eyebrows slightly, as if to explain how special she was in Zhao Zifeng's heart.

The assistant couldn't hold on any longer, so he went to work on his own.

Liang Yishu directly pushed the door open and entered, just as he shouted, he was startled by Zhao Zifeng's sharp and angry eyes that suddenly turned over.

"Zifeng..."

Her words got stuck in her throat, and she swallowed them all back. Although his eyes retracted in time when he saw her, they were deeply engraved in her mind.

The Zhao Zifeng she knew would not show such emotions for the slightest things, and even deal with whatever happened at work calmly.

"Is something wrong?"

Zhao Zifeng held the mobile phone and stared at it all the time, his face was ugly, except for raising his eyes when he first entered the door, his attention is now on the mobile phone.