President, my wife is looking for a stepfather for the young men again.

Mei Xuejiao felt that the phone in her hand was very hot. She pressed hang up.

"Okay, don't worry about anything else. Mrs. Zhang wants me to play cards. I'll leave first." Mei Xuejiao left without waiting for Ruan Xiangdong to speak.

When she reached the door, her phone rang again. She glanced inside in a panic, then looked away.

Watching Mei Xuejiao go out, Ruan Xiangdong smiled helplessly at Ruan Shuyi, "That's what your Aunt Mei is like."

Ruan Shuyi saw doting in his expression.

Ruan Xiangdong bought something and left, saying that he had a meeting at the company.

Will Mei Xuejiao really give birth to this child? It looks like she wants to give birth.

……

Lan Mansion

Ruan Shuyi looked carefully at the newly made wedding dress in the workroom. This is what she designed for Tian Lele.

Received a call from the old man.

"Yiyi, your Grandpa Chen is not in good health. He went to the hospital yesterday. Come and help him."

The grandfather Chen the old man refers to is Chen Jingyu's grandfather Chen Shanhai, and the two were good friends when they were young.

After hanging up the phone, Chu Er took her to Xianglan Hospital under the Chu Family.

……

In the ward, Mr. Chen was sleeping on the bed with no energy on his face. Mrs. Chen was sitting by the bed, and Mr. Chu was sitting on the sofa nearby chatting with him.

"My granddaughter-in-law is amazing. She cured all my old problems."

Mrs. Chen responded with a smile, "She is a good child."

"That's right, I will still count on her to support me in my old age in the future. I can't count on that brat in my family. He only has to be busy all day long." Mr. Chu complained on his lips, but he was very proud in his heart. Chu Xichen is the proud son of heaven. His pride.

Ruan Shuyi entered the ward carrying the gifts and saw the old man on the bed. He was about the same age as Mr. Chu, but he had more gray hair and was thinner. Not as energetic as the old man. The right foot is hanging out and the skin is broken.

"Grandpa" Ruan Shuyi called the old man.

"I mean, this is your Grandpa Chen, and this is Grandma Chen..." The old man introduced the relationship between them.

"Let me show you Grandpa Chen quickly. His old problem is getting harder and harder to control."

Ruan Shuyi looked at the old man, his eyes were black, his face was red, and his earlobes were dark red. There are small scratches on the hands.

The skin on my right foot was broken, the big toe was blue, and it looked like there was pus in it.

Ruan Shuyi put her hand on Mr. Chen's wrist. This is a typical pulse condition of diabetes, which is called diabetes mellitus in traditional Chinese medicine.

"Grandpa Chen, how many years have you had diabetes?"

Mr. Chen obviously didn't expect that such a young child could actually see it. But I didn’t fully believe it in my heart. "More than twenty years ago."

"Grandpa Chen, your situation can be adjusted."

Mr. Chen didn't believe it. He would have to have his big toe amputated tomorrow. The doctor said it was necrotic.

Ruan Shuyi took out a pen and paper and wrote a prescription for Mr. Chen. "Follow this recipe for a week, and then I'll give you some pills."

Mr. Chen and Mrs. Chen didn't know how to answer, their expressions were obviously distrustful.

I thought it would be better to listen to the doctor in the hospital.

The reactions of Mr. Chen and Mrs. Chen were normal. Most people trust hospitals.

Mr. Chen looked at Ruan Shuyi with a serious expression, which didn't look like he was lying. He knew about Mr. Chu's illness. He couldn't walk very well some time ago, but now he can do without crutches. It shows that she still has some ability.

Mr. Chen decided to give it a try, and in the worst case, he would have to do the surgery later.

He knew that many people with diabetes barely recovered after amputations. The skin behind them became more and more ulcerated, and the room was filled with the stench of rotting flesh. In the end, he died painfully.

Anyway, there are not many benefits of amputation, so let’s try it, just in case it works.

"Old Zhao, go and make some medicine for me." Mr. Chen handed the prescription to the housekeeper, Old Zhao.

Ruan Shuyi got up and went to the bathroom. When passing by the elevator, someone happened to get off the elevator. Ruan Shuyi saw a person like Mei Xuejiao standing in the elevator. Although she was wearing sunglasses, anyone familiar with her could recognize her at a glance.

The hospital's elevator didn't close as quickly as other places, so Ruan Shuyi had time to take a look.

This is the third floor. There are four floors above. Which floor will she go to?

Finally, Ruan Shu noticed that the elevators stopped on the fourth, fifth, and sixth floors.

The fourth floor is for gynecology and the fifth floor is for obstetrics. The sixth floor is the surgery department, and this building is the inpatient department. Why is Mei Xuejiao here?

Is she here to have an abortion?

Ruan Shuyi took the elevator to the fifth floor.

She was walking in the corridor, and many ward doors were closed.

Ruan Shuyi went to the nurse's station and asked about Mei Xuejiao's ward. The nurse said there was no such patient.

While passing by a VIP suite, a familiar voice came out.

"Mom, why are you so careless? How could you get pregnant? What should I do now? I can't really give birth, right?"

This is Wang Xiaorou's voice. Who is calling her mother? Shouldn't she be called Aunt Mei Xuejiao?

Did she hear wrongly?

No way.

Is her mother also there?

After a while, a woman came out of the ward. She didn't recognize this person. Could it be that she was really Wang Xiaorou's mother?

Her mother is pregnant too?

Ruan Shuyi has never met Wang Xiaorou's mother, and Mei Xuejiao never takes anyone with her when she returns to her parents' home. She always goes back alone.

Even Ruan Xingchen only went there when he was a child, and Ruan Xiangdong has never been there. Ruan Xiangdong mainly thinks that his family is difficult to deal with and usually spends money to get things done.

Ruan Shuyi went downstairs without finding the information she wanted.

"call"

"Why is Ruan Shuyi here? I'm scared to death." Wang Xiaorou asked Mei Xuejiao in confusion.

"It's not like you're following me. If I hadn't given the little nurse money to keep her from telling her, it would have been over." Mei Xuejiao patted her heart. She felt that Ruan Shuyi was becoming more and more guarded against her.

Luckily there was a nurse there just now, otherwise I would have been in trouble.

"Mom, what do you want to do? We haven't accomplished anything. You brought a child to cause trouble at this time." Wang Xiaorou glared at Mei Xuejiao angrily, without any respect for her elders on her face.

"Don't just talk about me. If you're not useless, what's the point of asking me to do this? I've sacrificed so much, why haven't you settled Jiang Shuyuan yet? He's already pregnant and he hasn't said he wants to marry you. Does he have a woman?"

Mei Xuejiao felt that things didn't seem to be going in the direction they expected. Both mother and daughter are now pregnant. Many things are more inconvenient.

The happiest person now is Ruan Xiangdong. After more than ten years of marriage, Mei Xuejiao is still a little reluctant to part with them.

She was happy when she saw him taking the initiative to take her to buy maternal and infant products. Ruan Xiangdong was very impatient with her and even asked her to abort Ruan Xingchen when she was pregnant. So happy now. Maybe it's because of old age.

Three hours later, Butler Zhao came over with boiled Chinese medicine. Pour it into a cup and bring it to Mr. Chen.

Mr. Chen looked at the dark Chinese medicine in front of him and instinctively rejected it. He is most afraid of drinking Chinese medicine because he can't stand the taste. But in the end, I drank Chinese medicine under the concerned eyes of several people.

"What are you doing? How can you use folk remedies privately while you are in the hospital?" A fat, middle-aged doctor walked into the ward.