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

The three of Jianghuai looked at each other, seeing Li Baihan fell asleep again, they were a little confused for a while, when Li Baihan's cell phone rang.

The three of them looked at Li Baihan's pocket in unison, and no one moved, "Jiang Special Assistant, you pick it up, no matter who asks for my brother, you say he is busy."

Jiang Huai is not stupid, just now Li Baihan said that he should not let anyone know about his illness, if this call is from Madam Li, what should he say?
"Second Young Master, you should pick it up."

"You take it."

The two pushed back and forth, but they didn't know that Li Baihan's cell phone was drenched in the rain last night, and he didn't deal with it when he went back, let alone charge the phone, and before the two of them released the result, the phone turned off automatically.

They looked at each other and spread their hands together, "Okay, no one needs to pick it up now."

*
Early the next morning, Song Yuheng and the others were about to leave for the North City. After breakfast, Song Weiwei found some time to chat with Mother Song alone for a while.

Mother Song was wearing an elegant floral dress with a cashmere knitted cardigan over it. Her hair was rolled up, she was gentle and virtuous, especially like a wealthy hostess.

She was wearing the birthday gift Song Weiwei gave her, and she showed it off at the dining table. Now she was gently rubbing the ring with her fingers, and looked at Song Weiwei tenderly, "Song Song, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Song Weiwei sat upright, a gray-blue sweater made her look a bit old-fashioned, but fortunately her face was not the old-fashioned one, no matter how old-fashioned she was wearing, she always looked like a girl in her early twenties.

"Mom, I know you are very worried about me, and you are afraid that I will be hurt again, so you are anxious to find a fiance for me, but I have no affection for Lan Zhou." Song Weiwei said very straightforwardly.

The marriage six years ago made her lose her lover's confidence. It took her six years to get out of that shadow, and she only wanted to live for Chenchen for the rest of her life.

Mother Song snapped her fingers, "Song Song, you know the reason why I did this. I'm too scared. I'm afraid that if you get entangled with Li Baihan again, he will kill you."

Song Weiwei lowered her head. Once bitten by a snake, she was afraid of well ropes for ten years. In fact, she knew that the Song family didn't like her being with Li Baihan. If it wasn't for Chenchen's illness, she would never approach him again.

He still doesn't know anything now, as long as she is pregnant with a child and takes Chenchen away, they will never have any interaction in the future.

"No, I know how to measure."

Mother Song looked at her, her eyelashes were thick and slender, and when she lowered her eyes to hide the emotions in her eyes, she leaned slightly and put her hand on the back of her hand, "I heard from your elder brother that you have found the right bone marrow, why do you still insist on the umbilical cord?" Blood plan, Song Song, do you have any remaining feelings for him?"

"No!" Song Weiwei answered quickly. She raised her eyes and looked at Song's mother. She didn't know if it was to cover up a guilty conscience, or if she was really unfeeling. Rejection, plus the bone marrow that matches him is Miaoyiren, if I want to use her bone marrow to save Chenchen, I have to let go of all the grievances in the past, I can't do it."

Mother Song looked at her whitened lips, annoyed in her heart that what she said had touched a sore spot in her heart, so she gently clenched her hand.

"Song Song, you and them really have a bad relationship."

Song Weiwei's eyelashes trembled, "Mom, I know what I'm doing, and I'll protect myself. I'm no longer the lonely Song Weiwei six years ago. There are you behind me."

Song's mother sighed, "Let's put the engagement aside for now. I watched Lanzhou grow up. Although he is a bit of a fool, but fortunately he doesn't have the stink of the rich young master. He likes you again. From now on..."

"Mom," Song Weiwei interrupted her, and glanced up at the clock on the wall, "We're going to the airport, so I'll pack up first."

After speaking, she got up and left the bedroom as if fleeing.

Mother Song looked at her back and sighed deeply. She didn't tell Song Weiwei the heart-wrenching things she and Li Baihan said.

She doesn't feel that she did something wrong, no matter what Li Baihan thinks about Song Song now, whether she finds out that she is Song Weiwei or not, her words are enough to make Li Baihan retreat.

And he didn't go to the birthday party today, which also proved her idea was right.

Li Baihan had indeed flinched.

Song Weiwei didn't bring anything with her when she came back, and naturally she didn't have any luggage when she left, but Mother Song prepared a lot of Jiangcheng's specialties for them to take back.

Back in Beicheng, Song Yuheng still had an operation in the afternoon, so she rushed to the hospital first, and Song Weiwei also went directly to Bailaimei Group.

When she arrived at the company, she was still a little worried about seeing Li Baihan feel uncomfortable, but Li Baihan didn't come to the company at all.

During lunch, Song Weiwei pretended to casually ask Shen Qingyuan, "Why didn't President Li come to work?"

Shen Qingyuan bit her chopsticks and looked at her in surprise, "You are his personal secretary, and you don't know that President Li is on a business trip?"

"Business trip?" Song Weiwei raised her eyebrows.

Shen Qingyuan nodded vigorously, "That's right, on a business trip, Special Assistant Jiang and Assistant Zhou followed. I didn't see you this morning, so I thought you went too."

Song Weiwei picked up the vegetables on the plate, her appetite was not very good, Li Baihan went to Jiangcheng the day before yesterday, did he visit her on a business trip?
But why did she feel a little uneasy in her heart, and always felt that something was wrong.

*
Li Baihan fell into a coma for three days, and his high fever never subsided. Jiang Huai and Zhou Zheng took turns guarding him, fearing that he would not be found when he woke up.

Li Qingcheng looked worriedly at the man who was getting more and more emaciated from the high fever. He was unconscious and had already started to drink nutrient solution.

Fortunately, there were no other problems in the blood test, otherwise he would not have dared to hide it from his family.

Li Qingcheng visited Li Baihan's ward after finishing his tour of the ward. Today is Jianghuai's shift. He stood by the hospital bed and asked Jianghuai, "Brother, did you see Secretary Song when you went to Jiangcheng?"

Jiang Huai shook his head, "I don't know, Mr. Li went directly to Song Zhai from the airport, and he didn't take me with him, but seeing how he was soaked in the rain, I felt that he must have been stimulated by something, and he seemed to cry after getting in the car. "

"Crying?" Li Qingcheng was shocked.

In his impression, Li Baihan had never cried, he only made others cry, but he didn't expect that he would cry when he went to Jiangcheng.

Jiang Huai looked at him with a shocked expression, and said, "Well, Second Young Master, I always feel that President Li has been greatly stimulated this trip, but he didn't say anything. He is so sleepy and sleepy, he probably has a hard time in his heart, and he doesn't want to Wake up and face it."

Li Qingcheng hugged his chest with one hand, and put his other hand on his arm to caress his chin. He looked at Li Baihan thoughtfully, "I still need heart medicine for my heart disease, Special Assistant Jiang, please go and ask Secretary Song to come over."

"Ah?" Jiang Huai was full of question marks, "President Li said that he should not tell anyone about his illness."

"He held his breath and asked us not to tell anyone. In fact, he wanted us to tell someone. Believe it or not, as soon as Secretary Song came, my brother would wake up."

"It works?" Jiang Huai wondered.

Li Qingcheng glanced at him, "How about we take a gamble?"

In the end, the two of them still didn't gamble, because Li Baihan woke up, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and then he slowly opened his eyes.

Li Qingcheng lowered his hands, walked quickly to the head of the bed, put one hand on the edge of the bed, and looked at him eagerly, "Brother, you finally woke up."

Li Baihan struggled for a while, but because he hadn't eaten for three days, he was exhausted and fell back on the pillow again.

Seeing this, Li Qingcheng quickly helped him to sit up, and put two pillows behind him for him to lean on. Seeing that his face was as pale as paper, his lips had even lost color, and he was very emaciated.

Li Baihan's eyes swept over the two of them, and a look of disappointment flashed in his eyes. He said in a hoarse voice, "How many days have I been in a coma?"

"It's been three days. If you don't wake up, I don't know what to do." Li Qingcheng sat beside the hospital bed, and he was relieved when he saw him wake up.

Li Baihan's throat was dry and he couldn't help coughing stuffily. Seeing this, Jiang Huai quickly poured a glass of warm water and handed it to him, "President Li, drink some water to moisten your throat."

Li Baihan drank half a glass of warm water, and his throat didn't feel so uncomfortable. He lowered his eyelids and stared at the swaying water lines in the glass, "No one has been looking for me these days, right?"

Li Qingcheng and Jiang Huai looked at each other and knew who he was asking.

Jiang Huai said: "Secretary Song called and said that there are documents that you need to deal with. I found an excuse and blocked it."

Li Baihan lowered his eyelashes slightly, Jiang Huai couldn't see what he was thinking, he just felt that he seemed to be a little haggard sitting there, he stood still and dared not speak.

Li Qingcheng didn't know what his brother was thinking, but he looked a little lonely, he clicked his tongue secretly, it seems that he guessed right, the person his brother mentioned didn't include Secretary Song.

But at this time, Li Baihan was loathing himself in his heart, what was he expecting, he was so cruel to her back then, and made her suffer so much, struggling alone on the edge of life and death.

Now he is just suffering from a minor illness, do you still expect her to stay by his bedside, waiting for him to wake up?
Li Qingcheng gave Jiang Huai a wink, Jiang Huai understood immediately, he turned around and quietly left the ward, leaving the two brothers alone.

Li Qingcheng said, "Brother, did you encounter any trouble in Jiangcheng? Did Secretary Song's parents not allow you to be together?"

It stands to reason that his brother would not be so glass-hearted. Even if the Song family is the richest man in Jiangcheng, their Li family's status in Beicheng is not low, and it is not an unattainable distance.

Li Baihan's fingers curled up a bit, and the look of self-loathing between his brows and eyes became stronger, "It's nothing, I just learned something."

"What's the matter?" Li Qingcheng asked curiously.

But Li Baihan didn't speak anymore, as if immersed in his own world, Li Qingcheng waited for a while, but before he answered, he knew that his brother would not speak.

He sighed softly, "Brother, no matter what happens to you, you still need medicine for your heart disease. If the other party doesn't know anything, there's no point in torturing yourself."

Li Baihan tightly clenched the water glass in his hand, Li Qingcheng saw that his knuckles were turning white, fearing that he might crush the glass, he leaned over and took the glass away.

"Hey, I know you don't want to say it. Now that you're awake, I'm relieved. You can stay by yourself for a while. I'm going back to the office."

Li Qingcheng put the water glass on the bedside table, turned and walked towards the door.

Li Baihan's hoarse voice came from behind, "Qingcheng, did I do something wrong?"

Li Qingcheng paused. He looked back at his brother and found that his eyes were full of gloom, as if he was suppressing severe pain, and his spirit looked very bad. "What?"

Li Baihan raised his eyes and glanced at him.

Li Qingcheng was taken aback, it was really hard for him to describe the look in his eyes, as if he was standing on the edge of a cliff and his heart was ashamed, and he only needed to jump to be relieved.

He took two steps back, "Brother, you can tell me if you have something on your mind."

Li Baihan lowered his eyes again, with morbid exhaustion between his brows, "It's nothing, I, I want to be alone for a while."

Li Qingcheng's lips moved, but in the end he didn't say anything. He is a doctor, he can heal the patients' bodies, but he can't heal their hearts.

He walked out of the ward, Jiang Huai was leaning against the wall, the two looked at each other, Jiang Huai asked in a low voice: "Second Young Master, did you find anything?"

Li Qingcheng shook his head, "You don't know that my brother's mouth is like a clam shell, you can't pry it open without a jack."

Jiang Huai was amused by his description, and after secretly laughing a few times, seeing Li Qingcheng's serious expression, he restrained his smile again, "Second Young Master can't even handle you, President Li, and we're definitely at a loss."

Li Qingcheng sighed. He knew that his brother had something on his mind, and it must have something to do with Secretary Song. He said, "You call Secretary Song and tell her that my brother is sick after a business trip, suggesting that she come to see him in the hospital."

Jiang Huai was stunned by Li Qingcheng's coquettish operation, "Is this okay?"

"You heard me right." Li Qingcheng patted him on the shoulder, "I'll leave this matter to you. I'm going to patrol the room."

Jiang Huai struggled for a few seconds, and called Secretary Song. He told her about Li Baihan's illness in a very tactful manner, and also hinted at the right place, asking her to bring the backlog of urgent documents.

For business, Song Weiwei naturally couldn't refuse.

After hanging up the phone, Song Weiwei went to the office to get the backlog of documents and put them in a tote bag. She greeted Shen Qingyuan and hurried to the hospital.

Sitting in the taxi, she was stunned for a moment, wondering why she was so nervous when she heard that Li Baihan was sick, something was wrong with her.

But she didn't dare to think deeply, and she couldn't think deeply.

When they arrived at the Central Hospital, Song Weiwei paid the fare and hurried into the hospital with her bag.

No matter when, there are as many people in the hospital as in the vegetable market, one for treatment and the other for life, and today is no exception.

Even though it was already mid-afternoon at this time, there were people coming and going in the hospital lobby. She took the elevator upstairs, and as soon as she got out of the elevator, she heard someone calling her from behind.

"Song Song, why did you come to the hospital?"

Song Weiwei turned around and saw Song Yuheng walking towards her quickly in a white jacket. Seeing the anxious look on her brows, he frowned, "Is Chenchen sick again?"

Song Weiwei shook her head, "No, Chenchen isn't sick, it's Li Baihan."

Song Yuheng knew that Li Baihan was sick and hospitalized two days ago. He heard from the little nurse that he had been falling asleep. He was still debating whether to tell Song Song, but he was afraid that Song Song would soften his heart.

"Oh, I heard the nurse mention it. I thought he had a common cold and was discharged early." Song Yuheng didn't hide that he knew about it.

Song Weiwei pursed her red lips slightly, "So, he's been in the hospital for the past few days, isn't he on a business trip?"

"Who told you that he was on a business trip?" Song Yuheng thought about it, and probably guessed the reason. Li Baihan is the helm of Bailaimei Group, and even a sneeze can affect the stock price fluctuations, let alone being hospitalized in a coma.

Song Weiwei thought to herself, no wonder Li Baihan couldn't get through on the phone. When he asked Jiang Huai, he was perfunctory. It turned out that Li Baihan hadn't been on a business trip at all and had been staying in the hospital.

What disease is so serious that you have to stay in the hospital for several days?
Her heart could not help but heavy.