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

While talking, the children on the stage were led out by the teacher. The children lined up in a long line, and when they arrived on the stage, they dispersed and stood in formation.

They were wearing small academic uniforms and academic hats, standing with their heads held high, soft and cute.

When the music sounded, the children began to dance to the beat of the music. Their naive dancing postures made the parents in the audience amused.

At the beginning, the children were still stepping on the beat of the music, but when a child bumped into another child behind, the beat was completely messed up.

Fortunately, the parents don't have high demands on their children, so it's just a fun to watch. After they finish dancing, the host slightly apologized: "Parents, I'm sorry, the dance just now has been rehearsed for more than half a month, and it's presented today. The stage effect is not perfect, but the children have performed very well, please give them some encouragement."

The applause from the audience was like thunder, and the host looked at the group of well-known figures in the business world with a relieved smile on his face.

Originally, when preparing this program, it was to let the bosses see the high quality of their kindergarten, but just now the children performed very badly, and she was afraid that after the bosses finished the acceptance, they would not invest in the kindergarten next quarter.

Song's father sat in the front row, turned his head and whispered to Song's mother, "Did you see that just now, Chenchen was in danger, and the other children couldn't find the beat. He jumped all by himself and led the other children to dance together. This child When I grow up in the future, I will definitely be excellent.”

Mother Song saw him grinning from ear to ear, and deliberately hit him, "What can you tell at such a young age?"

"Why can't I see it? Chenchen is like me, and she will definitely achieve something in the future." Father Song said proudly, looking at Song Chenchen on the stage, the more he looked more satisfied.

At this time, the children in the graduating class were all on the stage, and the teacher was organizing them to stand in a "heart shape". Song Weiwei looked at Song Chenchen who was half a head taller than the other children. She wondered if it was because of the light. She felt that Song Chenchen His face was a little pale.

"elder brother……"

"Be kind and filial piety first. Facing the parents who raise the children, the children also have something to say to you. Next, listen to the voices of the children. Let Zhou Ziyu start."

Song Yuheng tilted his head to look at Song Weiwei, and leaned over slightly, "What's wrong?"

Song Weiwei looked at Song Chenchen who was standing next to Zhou Ziyu, she looked worried, "Brother, is Chenchen not looking well?"

Song Yuheng heard the words and looked around, but saw that the bachelor's uniform on Song Chenchen's body seemed to be soaked in sweat, and the color of the collar was obviously darker than other places.

"It's okay, maybe I got hot when I danced just now."

At this time, Li Baihan, who was sitting in the back row, also seemed to see that something was wrong with Song Chenchen. He usually likes to laugh, but now the corners of his mouth were curled into a straight line, as if trying to endure something.

Especially with the spotlights above the auditorium shining on him, the academic uniform on his body seemed to be moving automatically in the absence of wind.

Do not!
That's not windless automatic!
That was Song Chenchen trembling!

Li Baihan stood up almost subconsciously. At this moment, Zhou Ziyu finished his graduation speech and handed the microphone to Song Chenchen.

When Song Chenchen took the microphone, his face turned pale again. When he came on stage just now, he felt uncomfortable. After a dance, he could hardly stand still.

But he has a lot to say to Mommy today, he can't fall down.

He clenched the microphone, glanced across the audience, and finally landed on Song Weiwei in the front row. He gritted his teeth, restrained the dizziness from spinning around, and spoke slowly.

"I can stand here today. The first person I want to thank is my mommy. You gave birth to me, gave me life, cared for me to grow up, and let me grow up in love. Thank you, mom mum……"

Song Weiwei's eyes were flushed, and her eyes were filled with moisture, making her vision blurry. She shook her head over and over again. How could this child poke her heart like this?

"My poor health always makes you worry. You have done a lot of things you don't want to do in order to cure my illness. Even if you are wronged, you still want me to live a good life, but Mommy, I don't want you to be wronged." Myself, I want you to be carefree and happy."

Song Weiwei raised her hand to cover her eyes, she nodded vigorously, trying to tell him that she was not wronged and that she was very happy because he was by his side.

Song Chenchen blinked and felt warm liquid pouring out of his nasal cavity. He raised his hand to wipe it, and the back of his hand was covered with scarlet liquid. He looked blankly at the dazzling color, raised his head tremblingly, and saw Song Weiwei's face He stood up in a big change and ran towards the stage.

Song Chenchen was in a hurry, he hadn't finished speaking, he hadn't thanked his grandparents, his two uncles, and his father who suddenly appeared in his life...

He took a step forward anxiously, his feet were soft, and his whole body fell to the carpet.

He thought it would definitely hurt to fall to the ground, and it would make Mommy and the others worry. He shouldn't have fainted at his long-awaited end-of-school ceremony, and he would be very sorry when he woke up.

The pain he imagined did not come, he was caught by a pair of strong arms, and then hugged into a warm embrace, the clear cedar breath rushing into his nose made him feel familiar and at ease.

He slowly opened his eyes, and the man's panicked eyes were reflected in the dilated pupils. He wanted to smile at him and tell them not to worry, but the darkness slowly enveloped him.

One second before he passed out, he heard Mommy's heart-piercing cry, "Chenchen!"

He thought, he made Mommy worry again.

Song Weiwei rushed towards Song Chenchen in a panic, but she was still a step late. Li Baihan caught Song Chenchen's limp body faster than her.

She looked at Song Chenchen who had fainted in Li Baihan's arms, her body swayed, and she almost fell to the ground, but Li Baihan stretched out his arms to wrap her waist.

"Don't be afraid, we'll send Chenchen to the hospital first."

Song Yuheng arrived later, he took Song Weiwei's shoulders, and said calmly, "Go to the hospital first."

A group of people surrounded Li Baihan and left with Song Chenchen in his arms. Song's father and Song's mother also walked out of the auditorium, leaving everyone stunned, who hadn't recovered from the accident.

Song Yuanzhuo had already gone out to drive just now. When Li Baihan came out with Song Chenchen in his arms, the car had already stopped at the entrance of the auditorium. Song Weiwei opened the door, and when they got in first, she followed in the back seat. "

Song Yuheng opened the door of the passenger seat and got into the car. Song Yuanzhuo kicked the accelerator, and the car shot out like an arrow off the string, turned a corner in front, and drove out of the kindergarten.

Song Weiwei sat in the back seat, watching Song Chenchen who was in a coma, tears rolled down her eyes, especially when she saw the nosebleed on his face, she couldn't help crying bitterly.

The atmosphere in the car was very oppressive. Li Baihan hugged Song Chenchen tightly. When he carried him out just now, he felt weightless at all, as if he would fly away if he didn't hold him tighter.

He was still alive and kicking in the morning and wanted to eat deep-fried dough sticks and small wontons, so why was he lying unconscious in his arms at this moment?
Hearing Song Weiwei's suppressed cry, he reached out and held her hand, "Song Song, don't cry, nothing will happen."

Song Yuanzhuo sat in the front and drove. Thinking of the situation just now, he clenched the steering wheel and cursed in a low voice, "Li Baihan, don't make such sarcastic remarks here. It's all thanks to you that Chenchen is like this."

Li Baihan tightened his lips, Song Chenchen was always optimistic, chirping like a carefree bird, he would always ignore his physical condition.

Seeing him collapsed from exhaustion just now, his heart almost stopped beating.

Song Yuheng glanced back at the back seat, the car was covered with clouds, he lightly reprimanded: "Yuan Zhuo, stop talking and concentrate on driving."

Song Yuanzhuo opened his mouth, but under Song Yuheng's stare, he reluctantly closed it.

The car quickly drove into the door of the emergency room. On the way, Song Yuheng had already contacted the pediatric specialist here. As soon as they arrived, Song Chenchen was pushed into the emergency room.

Song Weiwei followed and ran outside the emergency room, but was stopped by the nurse. Seeing the door of the emergency room closed, Song Weiwei leaned against the wall weakly, covering her face with her hands, in pain and helplessness.

Li Baihan stood beside her, he squatted down slowly, hesitated for a moment, and then put his hand on her shoulder, "Don't worry, Chenchen will be fine."

Song Weiwei's body trembled slightly. After they returned to Jiangcheng, Song Chenchen was well taken care of by the family. It had been a long time since such a scary situation happened again.

She thought that his body was improving, and she was not in a hurry for surgery, she could take it slowly.

But the reality gave her a loud slap in the face, she didn't even know if Chenchen could walk out of the emergency room safely today, and if she could wait until she was pregnant with the child and save him with umbilical cord blood.

After a while, she lowered her hand, looked at the man in front of her with red eyes, and choked up, "Every time this happens, I can't help hating you."

Li Baihan's pupils constricted, his heart seemed to be tightly clenched by an invisible big hand, almost suffocating from the pain, he said hoarsely: "I know."

It was the first time he saw that Chenchen's nosebleed did not stop fainting, and his heart ached to the extreme, not to mention that Song Weiwei was always in fear.

Even if there was a small wound on Chenchen's body, she would be nervous for a long time, for fear that his condition would worsen.

He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he had already made up his mind, "When Chenchen comes out of the emergency room, we will go for IVF."

Song Weiwei's eyes were full of sadness, "Can he still wait?"

Li Baihan's heart was suddenly tightened, and he whispered: "If you get it, he will definitely wait!"

There were hurried footsteps in the corridor, Song's father, Song's mother and Mrs. Li rushed over. When they saw the situation outside the emergency room, their hearts skipped a beat.

"Yuheng, how is Chenchen? Why did she faint suddenly?" Mother Song stepped forward and asked Song Yuheng anxiously.

Song Yuheng: "I don't know yet. The doctor is checking Chenchen. Mom, don't worry, nothing will happen. Chenchen has always been in good health. The last time he was in Beicheng, the experts said his condition was stable."

Old Man Li was standing beside him, and he frowned when he heard this, "What's wrong with Chenchen?"

Even if the Song family felt that old man Li had shown kindness to Song Weiwei, Song Chenchen was still in the emergency room in doubt, so they would inevitably be angry.

"What's wrong with Chenchen, you always ask your good grandson."

Mr. Li was not angry when Mother Song stabbed him so lukewarmly, knowing that everyone was frightened by Song Chenchen's sudden fainting.

He broke away from Li Qingcheng's support, walked to Li Baihan's side, and saw Song Weiwei's eyes were swollen from crying, and he had a bad premonition in his heart.

The incident happened suddenly, but the Song family reacted too quickly, as if it was not the first time they had encountered this kind of thing, and their expressions were very solemn, which showed that Song Chenchen's nosebleed was not such a simple matter.

"Bai Han, tell me, what is the situation now?" Mr. Li's voice could not help but be majestic.

Li Baihan helped Song Weiwei stand up, helped her to sit on a bench beside her, and then walked back to Old Man Li, "Grandpa, let's go out and talk."

Grandpa Li gritted his teeth, turned around and walked towards the end of the corridor first.

Song Weiwei was sitting on the bench, Song Yuanzhuo took off his suit jacket and put it on his shoulders, his voice was violent, "Song Song, as long as you say a word, I will immediately arrest that woman and extract the bone marrow."

Song Weiwei stared at the red light above the emergency room, she was in a state of confusion, "Second brother, why can't my bone marrow Chenchen be used?"

She is his dearest person, but she is not compatible with his bone marrow, but is suitable for the enemy who wants to put them to death.

The most ironic thing in the world is this.

Song Yuanzhuo frowned, "Song Song, don't think so much, it's a blessing to have a suitable bone marrow now, whoever he is, save Chenchen first."

Song Weiwei bit her lower lip, she knew what Song Yuanzhuo said was right, if Chenchen's life was hanging by a thread, it would be too late for her to save him, so how could she care about other things?
"She won't agree to donate bone marrow."

Song Yuanzhuo's eyes were full of hostility, "If you don't agree, you can take it by force. This fruit is the cause of her planting, and she should clean up the mess."

The two were talking, when there was a loud applause from the other side of the corridor, several people looked over in unison, they were far away, they couldn't hear what was being said there, but they could see old man Li withdrawing his hand sharply.

But Li Baihan was slapped by old man Li and turned his head. The old man walked over angrily, Ah Zhong hurried to catch up, trying to support him, but he broke away.

Li Baihan stood where he was, and the sunlight came in from the window, making the man's tall figure a little more desolate and vicissitudes for no reason.

Old man Li was very angry. He never knew about Song Chenchen's illness. Until now, he didn't know how much Song Weiwei had suffered back then, and how Song Chenchen's illness came about.

Standing in front of Song Weiwei, he felt bitter and felt ashamed to face her.

That night, he pretended to persuade Song Weiwei to cherish fate, but he didn't know that she had experienced such pain.

"My child, Grandpa is sorry for you." Old Man Li bowed deeply to her, as if he had aged ten years in an instant, "If I had known today, I shouldn't have let you marry Bai Han back then."