Female president pregnant with poor Alpha's child

Sang Ying bent down and picked up her father in the back seat of the taxi. Her oga father, who was 1.7 meters tall, was light in her arms. She walked quickly to the hospital. Her father was a little embarrassed and pulled the scarf under her eyes.

Borrowing a wheelchair at the nurse's station and putting Sang Cheng on it, he finally dared to look at people. It's embarrassing to be hugged by his daughter at a very old age.

The doctor looked at Sang Cheng's examination report with a serious face, Sang Ying immediately turned the wheelchair around, and Sang Cheng held onto the wheel tightly with both hands.

"I have the right to know..." Sang Cheng looked at her with a smile on his lips, "Only when I know can I cooperate with the doctor better."

Sang Ying compromised, turned the wheelchair around, and sat opposite the doctor.

"The muscle atrophy of the left leg is a bit severe. If you don't strengthen the exercise, you can't wear a prosthetic..." The doctor said, "Long-term lack of exercise and the three-point poison of the drug, your liver is not very optimistic, and you need to do a specific situation. Abdominal ultrasound."

"Hmm..." Sang Ying's throat choked, "What else do I need to do?"

"Then I'll wait for the color ultrasound report and I'll make a judgment..." The doctor brushed off the order, "Don't be too impatient, pay attention to exercise, it's not a big problem."

Sang Ying took the list and pushed Sang Cheng to the fifth floor for a color ultrasound, swiping her card and queuing.

There are always many people in the hospital, and everyone has their own pain. She stood behind her father, hiding her expression.

"Don't stand..." Dad grabbed her hand, "There is a seat here."

Sang Ying sat on the bench in the corridor, and Sang Cheng smiled and snorted her hair, "I frowned at a young age, I know my body well, I dare say that I am fine except for being disabled."

Sang Ying raised the corner of her mouth, "Yes."

She couldn't say any more words, and the stone in her chest was still hanging until the result came out.

Dad squeezed her hand, "I'm usually too lazy and lack of exercise. I will definitely change it in the future. If I have nothing to do, I will go for a walk outside. I must exercise well and make sure there is no problem."

Whether Dad is lazy or not, Sangying knows better than anyone else that he just doesn’t want to wear prosthetics. He thinks that prosthetics are too expensive. The new prosthetics need time to get used to the wound.

There are also prosthetics that don't need to be worn in, but the price is not affordable by the Sang family.

The results of the color ultrasound report will be available in 24 hours. The doctor refitted Sang Cheng with a new prosthetic.

On the way back, Sang Cheng was heartbroken, "It's hard to think about spending so much money on prosthetics. I think I'm fine in a wheelchair and on crutches. You got the money from the old north wind?"

"Who promised me at the hospital just now that I will exercise more in the future..." Sang Ying held her father's hand, because her father's hand was deeply calloused because she pushed the wheelchair all the year round, "Doctor Li said that the best exercise is in the hospital. , but you will definitely not be hospitalized, knock you out and take you there, and you will go home when you wake up. The other way is to wear prosthetics, walk more, and exercise the muscles in your legs. Dad, I have found a job now. You can earn tens of thousands in a month, so don’t worry about the money.”

"Tens of thousands per month?" Sang Cheng turned his head, "Have you been cheated for such a high salary?"

"It's a big company, signed a contract..." Sang Ying smiled, "Dad, don't worry about the money."

It was already evening when I got home, there was a middle-aged fat man alpha standing in front of the house, holding a shopping bag in his hand, Sang Ying said hello, "Xue Bo."

"Xiaoying is on vacation..." Xue Yang pushed up his glasses, "Are you guys going shopping?"

"No..." Sang Cheng's smile faded away, "Go to the hospital for a routine checkup."

"Oh, are you okay?"

"It's all pretty good."

"That's good!" Xue Yang picked up the bag in his hand, "Tomorrow is Chinese New Year, thinking that you don't have time to buy new year's goods, I bought some for you."

Sang Ying opened the door, turned around, Xue Yang had already pushed and helped Sang Cheng into the room, and helped Sang Cheng to sit on the wheelchair beside the sofa familiarly, "You, you are almost skinny."

Sang Cheng got out of Xue Yang's temperature in a wheelchair and didn't answer his words. Sang Ying could see that her father didn't want to get close to Xue Yang, so she opened the refrigerator, "Xue Bo stay and have dinner together."

Xue Yang had this intention, he nodded, "Okay."

Sang Ying took out the dishes, "Xue Bo, can you teach me your specialty dishes?"

"There's nothing wrong with that!" Xue Yang took off his down jacket and hung it on the shelf at the door, and walked straight into the kitchen, "Xue Bo can teach you everything."

Sang Cheng heaved a sigh of relief, and rolled his wheelchair to the balcony to water the little flowers, which survived vigorously under the northern heating.

In the kitchen, Xue Yang was chopping vegetables. Sang Ying returned to the kitchen half a minute after entering the room, and handed Xue Yang a red envelope, "Xue Bo, thank you for taking care of Dad this year."

Xue Yang paused, turned his head and looked, "Why do you always come to this kind of thing, you kid, it's all from the neighbors, you should do me a favor."

"Think of these as fuel expenses..." Sang Ying stuffed the red envelope into Xue Yang's trousers pocket, "Thank you very much, Xue Bo."

Xue Yang didn't bother anymore. Sang Ying understood that if he didn't accept the money, the other party had a way to let him accept it. He smiled, "As long as your father is doing well, I will be satisfied."

Sang Ying lowered her head to peel the potatoes without saying a word.

In the evening, Sang Ying changed Sang Cheng's room into a clean four-piece suit, put her hands under Sang Cheng's armpit and carried him to bed.

Sang Cheng joked, "Oh, I was picked up by you just like a little chick, thanks to you being an alpha, if you were an oga"

"If I were an oga." Sang Ying sat on the edge of the bed and lifted his trouser legs, "I can support you even if you are so thin."

Sang Cheng's left leg was amputated starting from the middle of the thigh, leaving only half of the thigh on the left leg. Now the muscles have shrunk, and it is a circle thinner than the right leg, and the change can be seen with the naked eye.

She stretched out her hand to press on her leg, and learned from the doctor since she was a child, Sang Yingmen knew where to press and how hard to press.

"What's the matter..." Sang Cheng lowered his head to look at her expression, "How many times have I told you, don't frown, how old are you? You always frown, it doesn't look good when you get old."

Sang Ying raised her eyes, "It's not too young, I was already in your stomach when you were my age."

"Yeah..." Sang Cheng recalled, "Time flies so fast. In the blink of an eye, you are almost 22 years old. It's great. You are beautiful and smart, much better than I was back then."

"Yes." Sang Ying said, "You still treat me like a child."

"I dare not treat you as a child. You have been smart and sensible since you were a child..." Sang Cheng smiled, "You already knew how to cook and do housework before the cooking pot was high. In junior high school, you can go to school and work at the same time. I juggle my studies at the same time.”

As he spoke, Sang Cheng's eyes were a little red. He felt indebted to her since giving birth to Sang Ying. He had vowed that he would be able to raise the child well by himself, but a car accident changed everything.

The strength of Sang Ying's fingers suddenly increased, "Why, do you feel that you owe me? If you feel that you owe me, you should exercise and recuperate well. Being by my side is the greatest compensation for me."

"Okay!" He patted Sang Ying's hand, "I will definitely be with you."

Sang Ying also smiled. Sang Cheng was only in his 40s. When he was young, he was a handsome oga. After so many years of illness and life pressure, he lost his appearance. In his 40s, he looked much older than his actual age.

"Is your face still allergic recently?" Sang Ying approached him, "How do you use the skin care products I sent you?"

"I'm using it..." Sang Cheng raised his head and showed her, "It's very easy to use. In previous winters, my face was dry and uncomfortable, but this year it's gone. If you touch it, it's still tender."

"Hehe..." Sang Ying laughed, she couldn't tell whether she was tender or not, but she was definitely not allergic, "Yes, it's tender, it looks like my father, it's my younger brother."

"That's not possible." Sang Cheng squinted his eyes and smiled, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were deep.

Sang Ying stretched out her hand to touch the traces of her father's aging.

"Hey..." Sang Cheng squinted at her, "Did you meet an oga you liked at school?"

"Huh?" Sang Ying was taken aback.

"Yes?" Sang showed interest, "When I asked you this question last year, you directly said no."

Or if it was her own, Sang Cheng saw her reaction, and Sang Ying sat back on the edge of the bed and started massaging again.

"What kind of oga is it?" Sang Cheng said, "You will support any father you like, and the person you like will definitely not be bad."

"No..." Sang Ying will not lie to her father, she said softly, "I like it unilaterally, and I have a crush on it."

"Then go after it, don't be too late, and you will regret it if you are chased away by others."

to chase?

They even slept in bed, but the man didn't want to have anything to do with her.

"It's not suitable..." Sang Ying said, "There is a huge gap between us, we are not from the same world at all."

"How do you know if you haven't tried..." Sang Cheng comforted her, "Sometimes you just have to work hard and try, no matter what the result is, you won't regret it."

Sang Ying still shook her head, the difference between cloud and mud is used to describe them, she is like mud in a puddle, anyone who walks by has to detour, Xia Tingwang is a colorful cloud in the sky, everyone likes it but Don't dare to own it.

"Then what about you..." Sang Ying said, "Everyone can see what Uncle Xue thinks about you, why do you keep avoiding him?"

Sang Ying also has her own little entanglement in her heart. On the one hand, she hopes that her father will have someone who truly loves him, and on the other hand, she does not want her father to be unhappy.

Sang Yinghua spent more than ten years investigating Xue Yang. Xue Yang is a good person and suitable for life, but unfortunately his father is unwilling.

"I..." Sang Cheng leaned on the bed, turned his head and looked out the window, "I won't go looking for any alpha in my life, so it's fine, that's all."

The faint sadness in Sang Cheng's tone made Sang Ying's heart tighten. Her alpha father, whom she had never met, was her father's eternal pain.

In the middle of the night, Sang Ying was lying on her bed alone, holding her mobile phone and looking at Xia Tingwang's Moments. Xia Tingwang's Moments were simple and clear, and there would be no accompanying text when posting photos directly.

The latest circle of friends was posted during the day today. A four or five-year-old boy is making faces at the camera.

She liked it, but there was no more text. She missed Xia and listened to her, but she didn't have the courage to chat with her. What are you talking about?The two had such an unpleasant fight before.

It turns out that Si Lian is so hard on people.

Sang Ying turned around, and the phone rang, it was Yinyin 77's private message on Weibo.

[Voice 77: Are you asleep? 】

[Green Lantern Skin Care: No, what do you need? 】

[Yinyin 77: I don't need it, I just can't sleep, I want to chat with you. 】

[Green Lantern Skin Care: Good. 】

Sang Ying waited for the other party to chat with her. After waiting for more than ten minutes, she did not get a reply from the other party. She was about to ask if she was asleep when the other party came back.

[Yinyin 77: Do you have someone you like? 】

Are chats so straightforward now?Sang Ying thought for a while, she had never talked about her privacy with strangers, and Yinyin 77 was her only client, and she seemed to be looking for someone to talk to on this night when Si Lian Xia listened to her.