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

After sending Li Cangqing and his wife away, Song Weiwei returned to the ward with a heavy heart, and Li Baihan followed behind her. Today they have been spinning around for a whole day, and now they are physically and mentally exhausted.

Song Weiwei walked to the hospital bed, looked at Song Chenchen for a while, and then turned to wash in the bathroom. When she came out of the bathroom, she heard Li Baihan talking on the phone in the small reception room.

She had no intention of eavesdropping, but she still heard a few key words sporadically.

After a while, Li Baihan hung up the phone, came over from the small reception room, saw her standing by the window blowing the night breeze, and walked slowly to her side.

"It's getting late, you should go to bed early."

Song Weiwei glanced back at him, and then turned her gaze to the vast night outside the window. The building was on the inside, far away from the bustling streets, and the surroundings were very quiet.

The wind at night carries the residual heat of the day, and it doesn't feel comfortable to blow on the body.

She said: "Uncle Li and Aunt Li are getting old, if their bone marrow is found to match Chenchen's type, will their bodies be able to withstand it?"

In fact, she didn't want to disturb them. She accepted this love, and it would be too difficult to separate the relationship in the future.

Li Baihan looked down at her, seeing the tangle in her eyes clearly, he couldn't help but sigh softly, "Weiwei, no matter what the test result is, as long as someone can save Chenchen, it's a blessing, don't feel burdened in your heart, and neither will I." I will use this matter to coerce you to get back together with me."

"I..." Song Weiwei pursed her lips and lowered her head in shame.

"Go to bed early, I'll go wash up." After Li Baihan finished speaking, he turned and walked into the bathroom. After a while, there was the sound of dripping water in the bathroom.

Song Weiwei rubbed the center of her brows, raised her hand to close the window, turned around and went to lie down on another bed.

It wasn't until she lay down that she felt exhausted, her mind was in a mess, and as soon as she touched the pillow, she fell into a deep sleep involuntarily.

Li Baihan came out of the bathroom, leaving two wall lamps in the ward, he walked slowly to Song Weiwei's side, looking down at her sleeping face.

Even in a dream, her brows were tightly furrowed, as if she had something on her mind that was too thick to dissolve.

He leaned over slightly, stretched out his index finger to lightly press the center of her brows, and slowly smoothed out those wrinkles, "Sleep peacefully, I'm here, Chenchen will be fine."

Not knowing if his words had the power to soothe people's hearts, Song Weiwei frowned and fell into a deeper sleep.

Li Baihan stood beside the bed for a while before turning around and going out.

He sat down on the small sofa and turned on the computer to deal with the work that had piled up today.

*
North City.

Most of the injuries on Miao Yiren's body have healed. Recently, Mr. Zhang has been tripped by something, and he hasn't come to her for several days.

She was a little worried in her heart. She made indirect remarks last time and failed to ask where "Jinshan" was hiding. If he didn't come, she would have no chance to continue to indirect.

In the evening, she was wearing a lace pajamas, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows with red wine in her hand, admiring the night view outside the window, when her cell phone rang suddenly.

She took a sip of her wine, walked to the coffee table unhurriedly, picked up her mobile phone, and connected it casually, "What's the matter?"

"Miss Miao, you let me watch Song Weiyi's every move. Today, at Song Chenchen's end-of-school ceremony, Song Chenchen suddenly fainted and was rushed to the hospital. Li Cangqing and his wife rushed over just now. As soon as they arrived at the hospital, they went to the testing room first. I got bone marrow matching, and I went to the hospital to inquire about it, and the child has coagulation dysfunction."

When Miaoyiren heard about this disease for the first time, she was still a little confused, "What disease?"

"It's just that the leukocytes are reduced, and it doesn't have blood coagulation function, which can easily cause massive bleeding. It seems that the child's condition has reached a serious level that requires bone marrow replacement." The person on the phone said.

Miao Yiren still didn't understand, but it didn't prevent her from getting the information that Song Chenchen would die without the right bone marrow.

She couldn't help laughing, "Good guy, even God is on my side, help me punish them, that little bastard had better die, so that even if I don't take action, they won't get back together."

The person on the phone was silent for two seconds before speaking again, "There is another way to treat this disease, and that is cord blood."

"what?"

"In short, as long as they conceive another child and the child is born nine months later, they can use the umbilical cord blood to beg Song Chenchen."

Miao Yiren's expression suddenly became contorted, "I knew God would not be on my side, so what are you waiting for, kill that little bastard for me."

"This..." the man hesitated, "Miss Miao, the price we negotiated is to keep an eye on Song Weiyi's every move, and it's another price to hurt someone."

Miao Yiren sneered, with a crazy desire for destruction in her eyes, "Am I short of money? 5000 million, kill that little bastard for me."

The man was still very moved when she heard that it was 5000 million yuan, but, "Miss Miao, it's not that I underestimate you. The Song Group has gone bankrupt. You have to pay 100 million yuan in installments, and 5000 million yuan is just..."

"You think I wrote you a bad check?" Miao Yiren dissatisfied, "If you don't believe me, I can find someone else to do it."

The man was skeptical and couldn't resist the temptation of 5000 million. He said: "As long as you transfer 1000 million to my account first, I will help you solve that child without anyone noticing."

"Row!"

Miao Yiren readily agreed, and hung up the phone. She gritted her teeth and cursed, "Damn it, you got into Qian's eye."

That person was right, her asking price of 5000 million was a bad check, let alone 5000 million, she didn't even have 50 in her hand.

She gritted her teeth and dialed Li Xiaoran's phone number. As soon as the phone was connected, she opened her mouth wide, "I want 1000 million. Prepare it for me tomorrow morning."

Li Xiaoran was so busy that he heard her words, his brain froze on the spot, and it took him a while before he made a weak voice, "What 1000 million?"

"1000 million RMB, send it to me tomorrow morning."

Li Xiaoran: "Are you crazy or am I crazy? Where did I get 1000 million? I'm so busy that I don't touch the ground. Don't make trouble for me."

Miao Yiren snorted coldly, "I'm not crazy, and I'm not joking. I want 1000 million. I don't care if you steal it or grab it. Anyway, prepare it for me tomorrow morning."

Li Xiaoran was silent for a while, "You are really crazy!"

Miaoyi wanted to say something more, but the other end had already hung up the phone. Miaoyi was so angry that she went crazy, and with a "bang", the red wine glass in her hand hit the floor-to-ceiling window, and immediately fell to pieces.

Panting heavily, she cursed, "Useless things, I know that men are unreliable."

In Jiangcheng, after the man hung up the phone, he turned and walked away from the French windows. The room was dimly lit, and a woman with long hair and a shawl was sitting on the sofa.

The woman's face was beautiful, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly, "Miaoyiren wants to buy Song Chenchen's life with 5000 million?"

"Yes, Missy, but she has no money."

"Idiot, what do we want is money? What we want is for her to make a move. As long as she sends the money, then Song Chenchen's death will be her fault, do you understand?" the woman scolded.

She put in so much effort to get online with Miao Yiren, not because she wanted her to be the scapegoat. When Song Chenchen had troubles, the blame would be on Miao Yiren's head.

The man reacted immediately, "I understand."

A look of cruelty flashed across the woman's eyes, and she said in a deep voice: "If you keep dealing with Miaoyi, no matter how much money she can give, as long as you can throw the blame on her."

"Yes, I understand."

"Get back, don't bother me if you have nothing to do." The woman waved her hand as if to repel flies, and the man immediately turned and went out.

The room quickly became quiet, and the woman got up and walked towards the French windows. The night scene outside the window was dazzling, and the lights reflected on her beautiful face. This person was Xie Lingyu who had been expelled by Li Baihan.

She raised the corners of her lips, with a look of hostility in her eyes.

Li Baihan, you have humiliated me over and over again, and I will let you taste what it is like to lose the most important person!
*
In the ward, Li Baihan sneezed several times in succession. He rubbed the tip of his nose, looked at the cleaned emails on the computer, closed the computer, and lay down on the small sofa.

The small sofa is very short, less than 1.2 meters, and he is about 1.8 meters tall lying on it, with a pair of long legs that have no place to rest, making him look particularly aggrieved.

But when he thought of the two most important people in his life sleeping in the ward, he felt very happy even just nestling on this small sofa.

After a while, Li Baihan fell into a deep sleep, while in the ward, Song Weiwei slowly opened her eyes. She lay on the bed for a while, making sure that the people outside were asleep, and then slowly sat up.

She took a look at the cell phone next to her pillow. It was already past four o'clock in the morning. She got out of bed and walked to Song Chenchen's hospital bed. The little guy didn't sleep well and kicked the quilt away, revealing his bulging belly.

She didn't feel sleepy at all right now, she sat by the hospital bed until dawn.

In the morning, Mother Song and Aunt Rong brought breakfast over. Song Chenchen had been infused with liquid for a whole day, and today he looked much more energetic. He smelled the aroma of food, and his stomach growled.

He rubbed his stomach embarrassingly, "Grandma, what are you having for breakfast this morning? Do you have my favorite siu mai and deep-fried dough sticks?"

Song's mother saw that he was in better spirits than yesterday, so she smiled and said: "Some, some, Aunt Rong knows that you like to eat, so she made it specially when she got up in the morning, and there are soup-filled steamed buns, which will be brought to you as soon as they come out of the pot, in case you are hungry. I'm following you."

"Grandma Rong is so kind to me." The little guy had a sweet mouth, and Aunt Rong was elated by him.

Song's mother couldn't help but taste, "I'm not good to you?"

"Of course, grandma is the best person in this world to me, and I love you very much." Song Chenchen said sweet words joyfully, just in time for Li's mother who came in to listen to her.

The little guy's voice was very pleasant, soft and coquettish. The phrase "grandmother is the best person in the world" pierced her heart like a thorn, and the corners of her mouth sank slightly.

If Song Weiwei hadn't deliberately concealed her identity and Song Chenchen's existence, how could they treat him badly?

She couldn't help muttering to Li Cangqing, "Listen to what this is saying, we have no chance to treat him well, and if we have a chance, we are also the best people in this world to treat him."

Li Cangqing didn't understand where she was jealous, so he said helplessly: "When we get to know Chenchen better, he will naturally praise us, don't make a fool of yourself, let your in-laws see it and think about it."

Li's mother whispered: "What are they thinking? When Weiwei was in our house, we all treated her as our own, and let the best child marry her. Isn't it good enough for her?"

Li Cangqing: "..."

All right, less talk and less mistakes, he'd better shut up.

Sometimes he really doesn't understand how women's desire to win in this respect comes from.

When the two walked in, Song's mother saw them at a glance. Before she came here in the morning, Song Yuheng told her that the two elders of the Li family went to the hospital to visit Chenchen last night and had a bone marrow examination.

She was in a complicated mood, because Song Weiwei had complained a lot about the two elders because of the grievances she suffered back then, so seeing them now, she didn't know what attitude she should take to welcome them.

Song Weiwei noticed Song's mother's expression, she turned her head to look, and saw Li Cangqing and his wife coming in with breakfast, she hurried up to greet her, "Uncle and aunt, you are here."

Li's mother felt very uncomfortable when she heard that she still hadn't changed her name. She nodded, "Your father and I couldn't sleep when we got up early in the morning, so why don't you come over and have a look."

As she spoke, her gaze swept over Mother Song. Mother Song was wearing a cheongsam and a set of imperial green jadeite jewelry.

"Song Song, who are these two?" Mother Song asked knowingly.

Song Weiwei hurriedly said: "Mom, they are Li Baihan's parents, and they flew over from Beicheng to visit Chenchen. Chenchen, these are grandparents."

Song Chenchen blinked, and called out in a childish voice, "Grandpa, grandma, my name is Song Chenchen."

Although Li's mother was dissatisfied, she was melted by the little guy's grandma's voice. She walked over and hugged him, "Oh, Chenchen's mouth is so sweet, let grandma give him a hug."

Mother Song pursed her lower lips, "Mrs. Li, Chenchen is eating breakfast, be careful that the oil on his mouth gets on your clothes."

Li's mother was wearing a white suit and a ruby ​​necklace. She was full of jewels, like a fashionable old lady. When the two met, they felt a little different from each other.

Li's mother hugged Song Chenchen and said, "It's okay, it's okay, Chenchen is so obedient, she looks like Bai Han when she was a child, right, the child's father?"

Li Cangqing looked at his cute grandson and wanted to hug him, but he was used to being serious, so he could only secretly itch, "Well, he looks like Bai Han when he was a child."

Song's mother pursed her lips, "I think Chenchen is more like Song Song when she was a child."

"Really?" Li's mother looked suspiciously at Song Chenchen, then at Song Weiwei, and finally set her eyes on Song's mother, "I heard that Weiwei was lost when she was three years old. You probably haven't seen her when she was five or six years old." look like?"

Mother Song choked, and her face suddenly sank.

Li's mother looked at her face and secretly pulled back a city, but she was a little happier, she said: "Weiwei came to our house when she was 17 years old, and we lived together for four or five years. Mom refuses to call me again, hey, it really makes people sad."

Song Weiwei also felt very uncomfortable. When she was in Li's house, Li Cangqing and his wife treated her as their own, and she had everything Li Minglan had, but now she refuses to call them anymore, which is indeed a bit ungrateful.

Li's mother scolded her both inside and out, and she could understand it, but the "Mom" couldn't be said so smoothly.