She is Si Ye's favorite

Central hospital

Yang Yuhui leaned against the emergency room with a pale face and waited anxiously. She took off her makeup and messed up her hair, looking in a mess. In the car before, she deliberately lifted the child's swaddle, Letting the blood on the child's body wipe herself dirty, the current Yang Yuhui really looks like a woman who just gave birth.

When Si Xuanting stepped into the corridor, he saw Yang Yuhui's appearance. After Yang Yuhui saw him, his legs softened as if a person who had been holding on had finally found a backbone and could take a rest.

Yang Yuhui wanted to take the opportunity to hug Si Xuanting, but was captured by the man's fierce and indifferent appearance, worried that she would be seen through, so she sat on the chair:

"Xuan Ting, I'm sorry, I never thought it would be like this, I... I just want to give birth to your child, I'm sorry..."

Hearing Yang Yuhui's weeping apology made the man's deep eyes darken even more.

"What about the child?"

he questioned coldly.

Now it's not about her surreptitiously giving birth to a child. If the child is really his, he can't ignore it.

"Rescue inside, he hasn't cried since he was born, Xuan Ting, the baby won't die, right?"

Si Xuanting glanced at her and walked towards the door of the emergency room.

Song Yu also hurried over:

"What's the matter, why did you suddenly have a child?"

He didn't even have time to change the white coat on his body, and rushed over after receiving a call from Si Xuanting.

On the way here, Song Yu had already contacted the people from the Central Hospital, and soon a nurse came out to meet them.

The two were sterilized, changed into white coats and put on masks before entering the emergency room. There was a sense of tension in the emergency room.

The emaciated little treasure is not wearing anything on the constant temperature operating table. The doctor is cleaning his mouth and skin, checking various indicators, and the nurse is helping him to inhale oxygen. Si Xuanting felt a pain in his heart when he didn't make a fuss and let the doctors fiddle with it.

On the baby's collarbone, there was a red mole. Si Xuanting and Song Yu took a closer look, only to find that this mole was a flame imprint, very similar to the birthmark on Huo Shaohuai's collarbone, except that the baby's body was shrunk. Version.

The two looked at each other, knowing that they recognized the birthmark in each other's hearts.

Song Yu patted him on the shoulder:

"To be on the safe side, let's test it."

Si Xuanting knew that his friend was talking about a paternity test:

"No hurry, save him first."

Just now he felt a faint distress, coupled with the exact same birthmark, he knew that the result was almost the same.

Song Yu walked over and asked:

"What's the situation? Is it serious?"

The pediatrician answered while handling the baby:

"It's very serious, if we arrive at the hospital a few minutes later, the child will be lost.

The child has aspiration pneumonia and cardiac insufficiency. The mother of the child said that the doll is hypoxic. It is not clear whether it has caused brain damage. The child has to be transferred to the intensive care unit for treatment. "

Si Xuanting accompanied the child in the emergency room until the first aid was over and transferred to the intensive care unit.

Song Yu has the sample in his hand:

"You pull your hair out, and I'll go and do a paternity test for you in person."

Si Xuanting hummed, and when everything was settled, he walked out of the emergency room. Yang Yuhui leaned weakly on the chair and saw him come out:

"Xuan Ting, how is the child? Is the child okay? Tell me."

Si Xuanting shook off her hand:

"Tell me, what do you want?"

His attitude was more indifferent than before, Yang Yuhui looked at him with wide eyes:

"What do you want?"

"What purpose did you secretly give birth to my child, you can say it now."

Yang Yuhui squeezed out a tear:

"Xuan Ting, I love you. I really want to tell you when I know I'm pregnant, but I know that you don't like me and won't allow me to give birth to your child, so I can only hide it from you and secretly marry you." When the child is born, I..."

Before Yang Yuhui finished speaking, there was a chaotic sound of footsteps in the corridor. Si Xuanting turned his head to look, and it was a group of reporters who ran over. After seeing him and Yang Yuhui together, it seemed like a group of hungry wolves had found The food is the same, surrounded by:

"Miss Yang Yuhui, did you conceive before marriage? Is the child Mr. Si's?"

"Miss Yang, can you tell us about the baby? Did you give birth to a boy or a girl?"

"When does Mr. Si plan to marry Ms. Yang? Or does he not intend to marry Ms. Yang at all?"

A lot of problems revolved around the two things of children and marriage, Yang Yuhui explained while crying:

"Don't ask if it's okay, this is a private matter between Xuan Ting and me."

The grievances she said, in the eyes of outsiders, are undoubtedly that Si Xuanting betrayed her, married her for no reason, the weak are polite, and the reporters will not let go of such a big story:

"Mr. Si, don't you plan to marry Miss Yang? You don't plan to recognize the child, do you?"

Si Xuanting, who had always had a gloomy face, stared at the reporters who were pressing on, and raised his hand to punch him.

This punch was beyond everyone's expectations, and the reporters took pictures one after another. Yang Yuhui was surprised from ear to ear, he was so angry?Hitting a reporter because of a child's gaffe?

"Xuan Ting, stop, stop hitting."

Yang Yuhui was thrown away by the man, and kicked the reporter who had just asked the question. The scene was chaotic, and Si Xuanting, who had beaten him, adjusted his cuff buttons, lifted his foot and left. Make any remarks.

Yang Yuhui rushed up: "Xuan Ting, wait for me."

The man ignored her and got into the elevator. Yang Yuhui hurried in and finally got in:

"Xuan Ting, you hit the reporter, are you okay?"

"These reporters, are you looking for them?"

"No, no, it's not me, it's really not me."

Of course Yang Yuhui said so, but she was the one who found it.

However, Si Xuanting didn't believe her when she told her, so he tensed his lips:

"It's useless if you found it. I won't marry you. You'd better get rid of this idea as soon as possible."

Yang Yuhui didn't expect him to accept her at this moment, she asked tentatively:

"Is it because of Yingxue? It's been so long, Yingxue still has heart disease, she won't..."

What Yang Yuhui wanted to remind was heart disease. Si Xuanting also thought about this possibility, but without definite news, he felt that Mu Yingxue should still be alive.

"This is not a question you should ask, Yang Yuhui, don't think that you can threaten me with a child. I will settle the debt with you slowly."

Si Xuanting dropped the threat, got into the car, and left Yang Yuhui alone in the underground parking lot. The reporter who came after him captured this scene again, completely confirming that Si Xuanting is the scumbag of the century.

The man in the back seat of the Maybach squinted at the rearview mirror and saw the reporter behind the car stopping Yang Yuhui for an interview. He raised his hand and took out his mobile phone to call special assistant Han Xiu:

"Contact all the domestic media, and leave all the news headlines and hot searches tomorrow to me. Be sure to maximize the impact of this incident."

"Yes, President."