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

Mother Li looked at her expectantly, seeing that she hadn't opened her mouth to shout out several times, the anticipation in her eyes slowly dissipated, and the corners of her mouth stretched into a straight line.

"Forget it, I'll just pretend that I made the wrong payment in those years."

Song's mother was not very happy when she heard this, she said coldly: "Mrs. Li, you can't say that. When we saw Song Song, she was lying alone in the ICU. There will be no tomorrow, and I won't see you Be there for her."

"That's because..." Li's mother choked her throat and was unable to say a word. It was because of something, because they thought she fell into the cliff with a car and was blown to pieces, including ashes. Not a handful left?
If this is said, Mrs. Song may not know how to ridicule them.

Seeing that she was silenced, Song's mother looked a little proud. Song Chenchen felt that the atmosphere among the adults was very unusual. He stopped eating the steamed buns, turned around and shook Song's mother's arm, "Grandma, grandma , don't quarrel."

Mother Song's heart was about to be melted by this little grandson, she quickly said: "Grandma is not arguing, grandma is reasoning."

Mother Li: "..."

God is so reasonable!

Li's mother opened the chair and sat down in front of Song Chenchen. Looking at a table of Chinese breakfast, she quickly opened the breakfast box she brought and pushed the pastry in front of him.

"Chenchen, come and taste grandma's handicrafts. Here are my abalone cakes, butterfly cakes, and English milk tea."

Song Chenchen looked at the golden and crispy baked abalone cakes, and was about to reach out to take them, but was stopped by Song's mother, "Chenchen, don't eat these baked cakes or snacks in the morning, it's not easy to digest, especially milk tea, it's bad for your body. Not developing well."

Song Chenchen withdrew his hand, looked at Song Weiwei helplessly, and looked at Li's mother apologetically, "Grandma, I'm sorry, I can't eat it now, but I can put it here, and I will eat it as a snack in the afternoon."

Mother Li felt very uncomfortable. Ever since she walked into this ward, Mother Song had targeted her everywhere, as if everything she did was wrong.

In the past, if someone slapped her face like this, she would have walked away long ago.

But sitting in front of her was her good grandson. Seeing the little guy's apologetic face, she could no longer blame him. She said: "Grandma didn't think carefully, and grandma will prepare it for you tomorrow."

Song Chenchen was afraid that grandma and grandma would quarrel again, so he nodded sharply, "Yeah, but grandma shouldn't do too much, it will be very hard."

Li's mother felt much better, "Chenchen still loves me."

Standing by the side, Song's mother wanted to complain several times, but she held back in the end. She couldn't leave a mean and tricky impression on Chenchen, otherwise she would push the child to Li's mother.

But she was really uncomfortable in her heart. She looked at the grown-up child, why would she want to distract most of his attention when the mother came?
It's unreasonable for this kid to speak for her!
Song Weiwei stood beside her, and when she heard the implied conversation between Mother Song and Mother Li, she felt very helpless, so she had to ask them to sit down first.

There were not many chairs in the ward, and it was not easy for Li's mother to sit by the bedside, and she didn't want to be too far away from Song Chenchen. She finally saw her grandson awake, and the freshness was not over yet.

Seeing that they were unwilling to sit down, Song Weiwei didn't force her to do so, but Song's mother said, "Song Song, sit down and eat something. I'll stay and take care of Chenchen for a while, and you go back to rest."

Song Weiwei shook her head, "Mom, I'm fine."

"If you don't want to go back to sleep, go to the studio. Don't stay in the hospital. Chenchen will be watching over here. I'll call you if something happens." Mother Song insisted.

Song Chenchen listened and swallowed the steamed buns in his mouth a few times. He looked up at Song Weiwei, "Mummy, go to work, don't worry about me."

Li's mother also echoed, "Weiwei, you go to work, we are also in the hospital, don't worry."

Song Weiwei's heart warmed, and she finally nodded in agreement.

As soon as she raised her eyes, she saw that Li Baihan lowered her eyebrows, she didn't know what she was thinking, and with some incomprehensible emotions, she was slightly startled, and then looked away.

After breakfast, news came from the examination room, Song Weiwei and Li Baihan hurried to the examination room, Song Yuheng and Li Qingcheng were already waiting there.

"Song Song, here we come. The results of the bone marrow matching are out." Song Yuheng spoke first, "The doctor is issuing a report, we have to wait for 2 minutes."

Song Weiwei's hand hanging by her side was tightly clenched into a fist, revealing the uneasiness in her heart. Li Baihan reached out to hold her hand, "Don't be nervous."

He comforted her, but he was too nervous.

Chenchen couldn't wait nine months for the operation. If the bone marrow of their family members couldn't match, then they could only expand the search across the country.

Just when several people were uneasy, the doctor came out with several examination reports, "Doctor Song, the examination results are out."

"How is it? Is there anyone with a successful match?" Song Yuheng impatiently took the inspection report and began to look through it. After reading three copies in a row, the match was unsuccessful, and his heart sank to the bottom.

The other three people stood beside him and quickly looked at it. The more they looked, the more chilled they became, until they turned to the last inspection report, which had four big words written on it.

"Matching successful!"

Song Weiwei's legs went limp, and she almost knelt down on the spot. Li Baihan quickly reached out to grab her, and hugged her waist tightly with his big hands, "Be careful!"

Song Weiwei leaned against him to barely stand firm, and then asked Song Yuheng, "Brother, who is the successful match?"

Song Yuheng's eyes fell on the name column at the top. When he saw the word "Li Qingcheng", he was slightly taken aback, and his clamorous heart eased a few beats.

At this moment, Li Qingcheng also saw his name. After he was slightly stunned, a big smile appeared on his handsome face, "I just said that I have a destiny with Chenchen, big brother, something that even your own father can't do, I can do it, hahaha!"

Li Baihan: "..."

He is jealous!
Why can't his father's bone marrow be used, but Li Qingcheng's second uncle can, and the attributes that God gave to his father are too weak.

Song Weiwei let out a long sigh of relief, she looked at Li Qingcheng with complicated emotions, "Second brother, I have to work hard for you."

"Sister-in-law, don't say that. I can save Chenchen, which means that our uncle and nephew are destined. Don't worry, elder brother has arranged for a children's expert group, and they will rush to Jiangcheng this afternoon. When they discuss a plan, we will discuss it with you." Immediately prepare for the operation." Li Qingcheng said.

Song Weiwei turned her head to look at Li Baihan, remembering the phone call he made last night. It turned out that he had already made arrangements. With the expert team from Beicheng, the risk of surgery could be minimized.

"Thank you, thank you."

Li Qingcheng winks at his brother desperately, sometimes he doesn't understand his brother, he doesn't know if it's because as the boss, he carries the expectations of the whole family on him, so that he has a restrained temperament, and he doesn't want to say anything about what he has done.

But if he didn't say it, how would sister-in-law know how much he had paid for her?

After the bone marrow matching was confirmed, Li Baihan felt a little relieved, but he was not the one who could match Song Chenchen, so he was more or less disappointed.

He said, "You're welcome, being an uncle is a gift to Chen Chen."

Several people:"……"

Emmm, who gave bone marrow as a meeting gift?

Li Qingcheng looked at his brother speechlessly, not to be too jealous, he tugged at Song Yuheng's sleeve, "Doctor Song, I'm a little hungry, you lost the bet just now, can you treat me to breakfast?"

Song Yuheng followed Li Qingcheng with the four inspection reports in a complicated mood, and what Li Qingcheng said to him last night rang in his ears.

"My elder brother had a serious illness seven years ago, and now he has to go to the hospital for a full-body examination every six months. My parents are old, and my younger sister is still young. As long as I am strong, I hope my bone marrow can Matching with Chenchen, that would be great."

"What do you want to eat?" Song Yuheng said suddenly.

Li Qingcheng put his hands in his trouser pockets, with a naughty expression on his face, "Can I eat anything?"

Song Yuheng paused for a moment, but when the result came out, he had let go of his hanging heart, and then waited for the expert team to come to Jiangcheng to determine the operation plan. He nodded, "Well, anything is fine."

"Then I want to eat you..." Li Qingcheng dragged on the end, seeing Song Yuheng turning his head to look over, he coughed lightly, "Do you have the honor of making breakfast yourself?"

Song Yuheng pursed her lower lip, feeling that she was being molested by him, "Okay."

Li Qingcheng immediately became happy, took his wrist and walked towards the elevator entrance, "Come on, let's go to the supermarket to buy ingredients first."

Song Yuheng was dragged away by him, at this moment the mature and stable Doctor Li seemed to have disappeared, and the overly lively one in front of him seemed a little childish.

*
As soon as Li Qingcheng and Song Yuheng left, the corridor seemed empty. Song Weiwei belatedly became excited, and she couldn't help sighing, "I didn't expect that."

If she had known that Li Qingcheng's bone marrow could match Chenchen's more than half a year ago, she would not have gone to Li Baihan to borrow a seed, but there would be no such things later.

A complex expression flashed across Li Baihan's deep eyebrows, and he said softly, "I hope this person is me, not Qingcheng."

In fact, the first time he knew that Chenchen had coagulation dysfunction, he went for a bone marrow matching test, but the result disappointed him.

At that time, he felt that this was an opportunity, that God wanted them to get back together, but now he felt that he was ashamed to be a father.

Song Weiwei was startled, and then smiled wryly: "I also hope that this person is me, Li... President Li, don't think too much, as long as you can save Chenchen, it doesn't matter who it is."

Hearing this, Li Baihan felt even more uncomfortable.

"I've always wanted to do something for Chenchen, but it's only now that I realize that I can't do anything for him. Even the bone marrow that saves his life depends on others. I..."

Song Weiwei knew what he was thinking, and wanted to make up for what she owed, "You have done a lot for him, and Chenchen and I can see it."

Li Baihan felt bitter in his heart, "It's not enough."

Song Weiwei walked forward in silence. Mother Song had been waiting at the door of the ward for a long time. When she saw them coming back one after the other, their expressions were very dignified, and she felt a little bit in her heart.

He exchanged a look with Li's mother beside him. No matter how much they hated each other just now, their hearts are hanging on the bone marrow matching, and they have a perfect understanding.

"How is it? Has the result come out?" The two asked in unison.

Song Weiwei walked up to the two of them, "Well, it's out."

Song's mother was anxious, "Is the result not good? You two look like this, alas, my poor Chenchen, what should we do now? Where are we going to find a bone marrow match?"

Seeing Mother Song's despair, Song Weiwei quickly said, "No, one of the five inspection reports was successfully matched."

"The match was successful?" Song's mother suddenly grabbed Song Weiwei's arm excitedly, "Really, with whom did the match succeed?"

Yesterday, all the Li family members went for a bone marrow examination, including Mr. Li, and Mother Song was grateful for their move.

Li's mother also looked at them anxiously, "You child, don't talk like squeezing beans, let me and your mother worry, talk quickly."

Before Song Weiwei could speak, Li Baihan said, "It's Qingcheng, his bone marrow matches Chenchen's best."

Li's mother felt relieved, "It's Qingcheng, that's good. Qingcheng is strong and strong, and he is a doctor. It's great that he can match with Chenchen."

Mother Song excitedly held Mother Li's hand, "Mrs. Li, you have raised a good son. It's great that our family is saved, Chenchen."

As she spoke, she choked up.

Li's mother saw her crying excitedly. She was soft-hearted, but she couldn't help crying, "Yes, that's great, Chenchen is saved."

The two hugged each other and cried, and Song Weiwei hurriedly comforted them.

Obviously the two of them were fighting each other just now, but now they let go of their previous suspicions and cried, she couldn't persuade her, so she had to look at Li Baihan helplessly.

Li Baihan shook his head at her, "Let them cry for a while, they knew yesterday that Chenchen was sick, and their emotions were suppressed all night, it's a good thing to vent."

Song Weiwei nodded helplessly. The bone marrow matching was successful, and her heart fell to the ground. Seeing the two mothers crying bitterly, her eyes were swollen, and she couldn't help crying.

"Song Song, don't cry." Li Baihan hesitated for a moment, then reached out to embrace her in his arms, and patted her on the back lightly.

Song Weiwei closed her eyes, tears rolled down her cheeks, "It's a blessing, after the operation, Chenchen will be healthy and healthy, and we don't have to worry about it all the time."

"Well, it will be fine, don't cry, be good!" Li Baihan raised his hand to gently wipe away her tears, seeing her crying so sadly, his heart was pulled in one place.

*
Li Qingcheng dragged Song Yuheng to the supermarket and bought a lot of ingredients. Song Yuheng had a suite at the hospital, and the hospital kept it for him.

When the two returned to the suite, Li Qingcheng rolled up his sleeves and looked at Song Yuheng with a smile, "Dr. Song didn't make wontons at home, did he? I'll roll the noodles and mince the meat."

Song Yuheng unbuttoned the cufflinks, took off the wristwatch and put it on the table, he said helplessly, "If you don't buy the ready-made one, why do you have to come back and make it yourself?"

"It tastes delicious when you make it yourself. Besides, do you dare to eat minced meat from the supermarket? I heard that they are all made from knife-cut meat and some minced meat." Li Qingcheng said.

Song Yuheng soon had a sense of the picture, he raised his eyebrows and stared at him, "Do you still want to eat?"

Li Qingcheng smiled and narrowed his eyes, "Of course, so you have to chop up the minced meat and eat it yourself, so let's start, and try to have breakfast at ten o'clock!"