Black-bellied Emperor Shao: Ex-wife is not allowed to escape

The dark circles under Li Baihan's eyes are very heavy. He has been suffering from insomnia for several days in a row. The last time he had a good night's sleep was when he held Song Weiyi in his arms.

Thinking of Song Weiyi, he couldn't help clenching his back molars.

They haven't been in touch since Song Chenchen was injured that day. The woman's cell phone has never been turned on. Did she forget that she is his secretary?
"Brother, your dark circles are too heavy. Our hospital has recently introduced a batch of new sleeping pills, which have no side effects. I'll open a bottle for you later, and you can take it back and try it." Li Qingcheng was wearing a medical gown.

When they came out of the elevator, Li Baihan was walking on his right side, near the handrail of the air corridor. The two were about the same height. Li Baihan looked to the left, just falling into the blind spot.

It just so happened that Song Weiwei leaned over to hug Song Chenchen, who had a shaved head and was wearing a cute string cap.

Song Yuheng walked a step behind them on the left, his tall body blocked them, and they passed each other.Li Baihan happened to look this way, but he only saw Song Yuheng, and the mother and child who were mostly covered by him.

He felt a little familiar for a while, so he didn't look at it carefully, "No, sleeping pills are medicines even if they have no side effects. I don't like taking medicines."

"It's better than not being able to sleep." Li Qingcheng said.

When Li Baihan was receiving treatment, he swallowed large amounts of medicine into his stomach every day, and later his stomach was riddled with holes, and he vomited as soon as he took the medicine.

Li Baihan squeezed the space between his eyebrows, "I can always squint for an hour."

Li Qingcheng looked at the dark circles under his eyes, feeling distressed and helpless. He was about to speak when a nurse's enthusiastic voice came from behind him, "Doctor Song, I'm off work."

"Well, see you tomorrow." The man's voice was as gentle as jade, as warm as a spring breeze.

Li Qingcheng looked back subconsciously, and saw a tall and straight man walking towards the elevator guarding a mother and child. He wondered, "Is Dr. Song married at such a young age?"

Li Baihan followed his gaze, only seeing the man's back flashing in front of his eyes, and the double doors of the elevator closed slowly, so he couldn't get a glimpse of what was going on inside.

"what happened?"

Li Qingcheng withdrew his gaze and glanced at his elder brother, "It's nothing. That Dr. Song is a brain specialist just hired by our hospital. I met him several times at the meeting. He looks very young. I didn't expect to have a child."

Hearing the word Song, Li Baihan's ears twitched, "Song?"

"Yes, my name is Song Yuheng. He is a doctor of medicine at a young age. He is a proper young talent. He took away my title of most popular nurse when he came here. I can't help but lament both Shengyu and Shengliang."

Li Baihan complained indifferently: "There are many dramas."

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When Song Weiwei entered the elevator with Song Chenchen in her arms, she inadvertently caught sight of a familiar figure from the back in the air corridor. She subconsciously took another look, just in time to see Li Baihan turning his head sideways.

She was startled, and quickly carried Song Chenchen into the elevator.

After entering the elevator, her heart beat uncontrollably. Why is Li Baihan here? Did he see them?

Song Yuheng noticed that she was nervous, he put the luggage on the ground, took Song Chenchen into his arms, "Song Song, what's wrong?"

Song Weiwei looked up at him, "I seem to have seen him just now."

Song Yuheng is worthy of being a madman who spoils his sister. Hearing such a thoughtless sentence from her, he immediately understood who she saw, "It's okay, don't be nervous."

Song Weiwei pursed her lips, "Yes."

The three of them left the hospital and returned to their long-lost home. The house had already been cleaned by a part-time worker. Song Weiwei put down her luggage and went to the bathroom to run water for Chenchen to take a bath.

Song Yuheng followed her, leaning on the porch, he watched her quietly, "Song Song, Chenchen needs someone to take care of her now, Mom means to let Aunt Wu come over, she watched Chenchen grow up, Chenchen also like her."

Song Weiwei paused when she got up, "Well, I'll call my mother later. I didn't let Aunt Wu come with me before, because I was worried that Li Baihan would follow the vines and find out something. Now... now I have nothing to be afraid of."

Song Yuheng said: "Okay, Song Song, don't put so much pressure on yourself. Chenchen's treatment is very effective. If you take care of it carefully, nothing will go wrong for a few years. We can take our time."

"I can't wait." Song Weiwei lowered her eyes, her crow-feather eyelashes cast a shadow, looking lonely and desolate, "Chenchen's illness is like a guillotine hanging over our heads. It's going to fall and kill us, so I can't wait."

Her purpose of returning to Beicheng was to save Chenchen.

Song Yuheng looked at her rapidly thinning face with distress, "Okay, we will work hard with you."

Song Weiwei raised her eyes and smiled at Song Yuheng, "Brother, I'm fine, I'm just a mother, Chenchen's illness hasn't been cured yet, I won't fall down."

Song Yuheng took two steps forward, stretched out his arms and hugged her, "Talk to your brother if you are struggling, brother will always be your most solid backing."

"Ok!"

In the evening, Song Yuheng went to the airport to pick up Aunt Wu and came with him. Aunt Wu also came with Song's father and Song's mother's heart, and the car was full.

Song Yuheng ran back and forth five times before bringing all the things up, and piled up all kinds of toys, supplements and some objects that Chenchen likes to use in the living room.

As soon as Aunt Wu saw the haggard and pale mother and son, she burst into tears with distress, "Poor thing, there was still a little flesh on the face when I left last time, why now I see a piece of flesh is gone, Mrs. Madam will be so heartbroken to see it." .”

"Aunt Wu, it's okay, you're here, you can make it up for us soon." Song Weiwei said while holding Aunt Wu's hand.

The Song family has a gentle personality. Except for Song Yuanzhuo, everyone else is gentle and elegant. Influenced by the family tradition, all the servants of the Song family are good-tempered and kind.

They chatted for a while, Aunt Wu saw that her dark circles were heavy, so she drove her to bed.After Song Weiwei entered the room, she wiped away tears at Song Yuheng again.

Song Yuheng coaxed her helplessly for a while, and finally had to say that if she wanted to continue crying, she had to be sent back, and Aunt Wu stopped crying.

Song Weiwei was lying on the bed, the surroundings were empty and quiet, the room was lit with the familiar incense, but she couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

Today is the last day of the long vacation, and tomorrow she will go to work. Chenchen's situation seems to be improving, but there are always hidden dangers.

She had to go all out.

She lay on the bed distraught, thinking of Chen Chen's illness at one moment, and Li Baihan at the other, her heart was filled with grief.Maybe it was because she didn't close her eyes much these days, but she also fell asleep.

The next day.

Li Baihan stepped out of the elevator, looked up and saw the woman sitting behind the secretary's desk, her hair was tied up, revealing a full and smooth forehead and an elegant and slender neck.

He couldn't help but pause. He hasn't seen her for a few days, but he still misses her a little bit.

Li Baihan shook off this strange thought, walked over, raised his hand and tapped the table lightly, and said expressionlessly, "Bring in today's schedule."