After stealing the baby of the president, he asked me to sing conquest every night

The meeting officially started. Meng Jinglin sat at the head and listened to the reports of his subordinates.

A few minutes later, he frowned, with a slight pain on his face, Xi Yunmiao subconsciously cast a concerned look at him.

Vice President Wei leaned over, "President Meng, are you feeling unwell? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Meng Jinglin shook his head, indicating that he was fine.

But soon, his face wrinkled and wrinkled in pain, Vice President Wei whispered again: "President Meng, go to the hospital."

Meng Jinglin clutched his stomach and waved at him.

The subordinate who spoke below also stopped speaking when he saw this, and asked with concern, "President Jiang, does the meeting need to be suspended?"

Meng Jinglin was bent over, unable to speak in pain, Xi Yunmiao was a little anxious, "Mr. Meng, go to the hospital, don't hold on."

As soon as the words were finished, Meng Jinglin slammed his head heavily on the conference table, but he didn't get up when he heard a "boom", followed by a painful groan from his mouth.

Xi Yunmiao rushed to him recklessly, "Mr. Meng." She immediately took out her mobile phone and called the emergency number.

Xi Yunmiao and several senior executives sent Meng Jinglin to the hospital. Meng Jinglin was so painful that he couldn't speak, but he consciously stuffed his mobile phone into Xi Yunmiao's hand, meaning to ask her to help keep it. For a moment, he trusted her.

Xi Yunmiao took the phone and guessed twice before unlocking the password. His phone password was her birthday.

Without thinking too much, she called Yu Wanyan and informed her of the situation in the meeting room and in the hospital now.

After the test results came out, the doctor wanted to see the family members.

Mr. Wei and the others subconsciously looked at Xi Yunmiao. They all knew that Mr. Meng treated Xi Yunmiao unusually.

Xi Yunmiao didn't care about the embarrassment, so she just stepped forward, "Doctor, Mr. Meng's family members are coming. We are all his employees. Is Mr. Meng seriously ill?"

"Let's talk about it when the family members come."

Waiting and waiting, Xi Yunmiao wanted to ask the doctor Meng Jinglin what disease he had several times, but looking at each of his colleagues, she was not a family member either.

They are friends.

Finally, Yu Wanyan rushed over in a hurry, and held Xi Yunmiao's hand as soon as she came up, her eyes were red with anxiety, "Miss Xi, what happened to Jing Lin?"

Xi Yunmiao dragged her into the doctor's office, "Listen to what the doctor said. The doctor said to wait for the family members to come."

The doctor in a white coat who was used to life and death in the world was extremely calm, "Are you the patient's family?"

"I'm his mother." Yu Wanyan eagerly held the doctor's hand again, "How is my son?"

The doctor said unhurriedly, "Meng Jinglin has stomach cancer."

Stomach cancer.

The two words exploded like a bomb on the tops of Yu Wanyan and Xi Yunmiao's heads. The two were shocked at the same time, and opened their mouths slowly at the same time, "Stomach cancer?"

"Yes." The doctor took the examination report and explained item by item to Yu politely.

Yu Wanyan collapsed on the ground, Xi Yunmiao couldn't even pull her up, so she had to squat down in front of her and talk, "Mrs. Meng, let Chairman Meng come over."

Yu Wanyan clutched her chest, feeling weak, her eyes were empty, "Call him."

Xi Yunmiao called Meng Xiangsen again, and then Xi Yunmiao went out on her own initiative and told Mr. Wei and others that Meng Jinglin had a gastric ulcer and had to rest for a few days. Finally, he followed the doctor's order and went through the hospitalization procedures for Meng Jinglin.

She did a lot of things, and she didn't seem to feel tired. Seeing the weak man on the hospital bed, Xi Yunmiao had mixed feelings. He was still very young, very young, and he still had a long, long way to go. A self-motivated man, why did he suddenly...

Yu Wanyan shed tears quietly at the side, sobbing twice from time to time, the air pressure in the ward was so low that it was hard to breathe.

When Meng Xiangsen arrived, his eyes were red, "What's the matter? What did the doctor say?"

Xi Yunmiao looked at the weak Yu Wanyan, "Dong Meng, I will accompany you to the doctor, let the doctor tell you."

When the doctor said the two fatal words again, Meng Xiangsen fell backwards, and Xi Yunmiao and the doctor supported him.

She couldn't hold on any longer and cried, "Dong Meng, let's find a way to treat Mr. Meng first."

cure...

Xi Yunmiao took every step very hard. When she returned to the ward and saw the mother and child, she felt that her life was very fragile, so fragile that it was suffocating.

Meng Jinglin felt much better after the infusion, and there was no painful expression on his face. Xi Yunmiao felt relieved, but at the same time couldn't help but feel sorry for him. Facing terminally ill patients, she became gentler than ever before, "A while ago, I Going to the hospital twice in three days, you are the one who takes care of me, it’s God’s way to reincarnate whoever is around, now it’s my turn to take care of you.”

Yu Wanyan covered her mouth with her hands, tried her best not to let herself cry, fearing that her son would be even more sad when she saw it, so she turned and ran out.

Meng Jinglin wondered, "What's wrong with my mother? And you, why are your eyes so red?"

Xi Yunmiao was also trying not to let herself cry, "Mrs. Meng feels uncomfortable seeing her son suffering here."

"how about you?"

"I feel bad too, I don't want to take care of you in the hospital." I hope you are healthy and healthy.

Meng Jinglin looked at the infusion bottle, "I'm fine, the infusion will be fine, you go back, I don't want you to take care of me, it's too hard."

Xi Yunmiao squeezed out a stiff smile, "It's okay, I'm not afraid of hard work, now I can repay you for taking care of me before."

Meng Xiangsen walked in with a sad face, looked at Xi Yunmiao, then at Meng Jinglin, hesitated to speak, held back for a few minutes, and said, "Son, you have to stay in the hospital for a while, the company don't worry about it. "

Meng Jinglin looked incredulous, "What's wrong with me? I just feel a stomachache."

"Stomach bleeding." Meng Xiangsen said, "Don't worry about it, go to the hospital first."

After speaking, he also turned and went out.

Xi Yunmiao has no escape, she understands Mrs. Meng, and also understands Meng Xiangsen. In their old age, how can they accept that their son, who is in his prime, has an incurable terminal illness?

"What's wrong with my dad?" Meng Jinglin was puzzled, "It's so strange, what's wrong with me? Why are they all here, and they all have the expression that I'm about to die?"

Xi Yunmiao couldn't hold back her tears anymore, and wiped them vigorously, "Stop talking, and have a good rest."

"No, you have something to hide from me." Meng Jinglin's tone was affirmative, "There is nothing I can't accept, so tell me."

"Your father has already said that it's stomach bleeding." Xi Yunmiao wiped away her tears and forced a smile.

Meng Jinglin laughed softly, and reached out to wipe her eyes, but she dodged subconsciously, feeling that her movements were not good, so she stopped and let him wipe. "I know you, you wouldn't cry if I had stomach bleeding."

"Stomach bleeding is also very serious, why can't you cry." Xi Yunmiao pretended to be careless, "By the way, what do you want to eat? The doctor said that you should eat soft, nutritious, and stomach-friendly food now. Let me go home and cook millet porridge for you, okay?"