I got pregnant after getting rich overnight

As the Spring Festival approaches, all the streets and alleys are covered with red lanterns. Although the flavor of the new year is very light now, at least there is a half-month holiday, which can be regarded as telling people that another year has passed.

Whether happy or sad, this year is over after all.

"Director Ling, the holiday starts tomorrow." The director of the office entered the obstetrics and gynecology department with the duty list, and said to Ling Niyue who was sitting inside: "There are relatively few people in our department, so you should work harder. Seventh and eighth day Come on duty."

Ling Niyue was fine anyway, and since she was not a New Year's Eve, she had already given her face, so she nodded in agreement.

Afterwards, several doctors were arranged to be on duty, and the middle-aged man opened the door and went to another department.

While tidying up his things, Dr. Qiao said sadly, "It's really sad that I'm on the Spring Festival shift this year."

The doctor next to him comforted: "I was on New Year's Eve last year, and I was paid overtime when I was on duty, and there was a 200 yuan red envelope the next day."

"But I don't want red envelopes, I just want to sleep from this year to next year."

"Hahaha, then we can only wait for next year."

While the people in the office were discussing how to arrange the holidays for the Spring Festival, a nurse who was an intern knocked on the door and asked the people in the room, "Is Director Ling here?"

Ling Niyue, who was sitting in the corner, waved her hand to indicate that she was here.

"Director Ling," the little nurse said, "Someone is looking for you outside the door, and they say their surname is Gu."

Gu?

When Ling Niyue went out, she saw Gu Jinghong leaning on the window sill in the corridor, smoking a cigarette one after another.

When he watched Ling Niyue come out, he extinguished Yan Yuxi and threw it into the trash can.

"It's you." Ling Niyue said with some surprise: "What did you come to see me for?"

Gu Jinghong looked at the middle-aged woman in front of her. Although she was about 50 or [-] years old, her hair was black and she didn't look old. She looked like she was ten years younger.

"I came to you because I wanted to talk to you about praying."

Ling Niyue paused, looked at him warily, and asked, "What do you want to talk about?"

Gu Jinghong took a folder in a leather bag from the trash can next to it, waved it and said, "It's all here."

The corridor of the hospital was crowded with people, it was not a good place to talk, Ling Niyue glanced at Gu Jinghong, then walked in along the fire escape next to it.

This morning, Gu Jinghong received a call from Xiao He. He didn't go to work for a week, and changed his job to become a private investigator. He found out about Ling Xiaoshan's family situation.

Ling Xiaoshan is a graduate student in the Department of Journalism, and her supervisor is Ji Hongqiu. In order to pass her graduation thesis, she is willing to bring tea and water to Ji Hongqiu to pick up the children and send off his wife.

Gu Jinghong knew all these things.

After all, being so proficient in flattering must not be achieved in a short while.

"Originally there were four members of the Ling family, and the parents were both named Ling, so they named the first child San'er," Xiao He said while typing a report to Gu Jinghong, "Maybe it was because the name was too ugly, so the name was changed to "San'er." Ling Xiaoshan."

"They also have a son who was diagnosed with a genetic disease when he was 8 years old and has been hospitalized for treatment. He sold the family's house and car, and did not make it through the medical expenses."

"The boy's name is Ling Xiaocheng. He was in the third grade when he was diagnosed with the disease. He is now buried in a suburban cemetery. Every year during the Spring Festival and Qingming Festival, the whole family visits his grave."

"In addition to the money from the sale of the property, the family also owed a lot of foreign debts. Fortunately, the husband and wife are both highly educated doctors, so it is not difficult to pay off. Almost all debts have been paid off this year."

Gu Jinghong listened to what Xiao He said in front of him, and then took the printed document he handed to him.

It contained some information and forms, as well as several test sheets from Ling Xiaocheng's hospitalization.

The fire exit is not as warm as the corridor. After all, no matter how powerful the heating is, it cannot reach here, so it is obviously much colder here than outside.

Ling Niyue stood on the steps, looked down at the young man in front of her, and said, "What do you want to say?"

Gu Jinghong got straight to the point and expressed his doubts without leaving any room.

"Does Ling Xiaocheng's genetic disease belong to your family?" Gu Jinghong said calmly, "Or, is that child your own?"

Ling Niyue paused, then turned her head with a livid face: "What are you asking for?"

Gu Jinghong said: "You approached Qiluo from Dr. Qiao, I just had some doubts, after all, he is mine now."

Ling Niyue sneered: "You bully a child who has just grown up, and you still say it so high-sounding, didn't your mother teach you how to respect your elders?"

Facing Ling Niyue's provocation, Gu Jinghong could slightly see Ling Xiaoshan's shadow.

After all, they are the biological mother and daughter, and they all speak the same way.

Gu Jinghong didn't want to quarrel here, and if he didn't guess wrong, the woman in front of him should be Qi Luo's biological mother, so he should show respect both emotionally and rationally.

After all, she is her own mother-in-law.

"Maybe my words are a little harsh, but I want to know one thing." Gu Jinghong said: "Are you suspecting that Qi Luo is your own son?"

Ling Niyue stopped talking, and the facts proved that she had such doubts when she saw Qiluo for the first time.

Those eyes resembled his father's.

She had to wonder.

Bloodline is really a wonderful thing.

Even if it is separated by tens of thousands of miles, it will still be entangled in the dark.

Ling Niyue was no longer tough, she slowed down her tone and admitted her thoughts.

"That's right, I suspect that Qi Luo is my son." Ling Niyue said, "So I want to get close to him."

Gu Jinghong was silent for a moment, and then slowly asked: "You all know, isn't Ling Xiaocheng his own?"

"When the child was found to have a genetic disease, I knew he was not a child of our Ling family." Ling Niyue brushed the hair hanging from her temples, put her hands into her white coat, and leaned against the door in the corridor. on the escalator.

"But so what, our Ling family has raised him for 8 years, even if he is not his own, if he calls me mother, I will be responsible to him." Ling Niyue's eyes were slightly red, even though almost ten years had passed , She couldn't help crying every time she mentioned this matter.

Deep in love, Ling Niyue couldn't help but wipe the corners of her eyes, turning her head away from looking at the young man in front of her.

Gu Jinghong looked at her, lowered his eyelids and said slowly, "It would be great if Qiluo met you at the beginning."

In the silent corridor, Gu Jinghong told Qi Luo what happened before she met her, Ling Niyue sat on the steps, and finally couldn't help covering her eyes.

her child.

The son he regarded as a treasure turned out to be so worthless in the eyes of others.

It's not enough to throw it away once, but you have to go back and cheat again.

Ling Niyue has lived for so long, and has seen countless cruelty in the world, but she still can't bear this kind of thing to happen to her family.

At that time, Qiluo was only so young, and he had not been weaned for several months, how could they have the heart to abandon him?

Gu Jinghong looked at Ling Niyue who was crying, and his face was also a little sad.

He slowly took out a small bag from his pocket, which contained several sets of blood patches.

Ling Niyue knew what he meant, she stretched out her hand to take the thing, looked at him and said, "I'll do a DNA test, before that I won't disturb Qiluo's life."

Isn't that why this man came to the hospital to look for her?

If it is the parents of the prayer, then allow them to speak further.

if not……

Ling Niyue clutches the things in her hands, as if holding the most important thing in the world.

"It's getting late," Gu Jinghong said, "I have to go back. I hope you will contact me as soon as the inspection report comes out."

Gu Jinghong slightly nodded at her, turned and left the fire escape.

The documents of Ling Xiaoshan's family could not be lost either, Gu Jinghong threw them in the trunk after getting into the car, and drove away from the hospital.

On the way home, Gu Jinghong bought some snacks that Qiluo liked to eat. These days, the child is getting bigger and bigger, and Qiluo's appetite has also lost a lot. It has been a long time since he had a good meal.

When he entered the room with a bag of candied fruit, he saw Qiluo sitting on the sofa playing games and shouting with his ears pricked up: "Brother, you're back!"

Gu Jinghong frowned slightly, took off his coat and hung it on the hanger, and said displeasedly: "How long have you been playing games, isn't your waist sore?"

Qi Luo smiled and trotted over, stopped in front of Gu Jinghong, and then turned around leisurely.

Gu Jinghong: "???"

Qi Luo raised her head, looked up at the people behind her, happily patted her belly and said, "From my perspective, can you still see my feet?"

Saying that, Qi Luo stroked her round belly.

Gu Jinghong lowered his head amusedly, put his head on Qi Luo's shoulder, and glanced down.

Well, I can't really see the feet.

Aunt Pei saw that the two were tired of being together like children, and said helplessly, "It's been eight months, of course I can't see my feet."

Qi Luo moaned and said: "No, no matter how old I am, I really can't bear it."

It's been so noisy for eight months, but at the full term, can't you come out?

Gu Jinghong put his hand on Qiluo's belly with some amusement, and said softly: "Then discuss it with it and make it smaller."

Qi Luo laughed until her eyes disappeared: "You are his father, you can tell him about it."

Aunt Pei really couldn't stand it anymore, she reprimanded helplessly: "Nonsense, this kid can be as young as he can say, it's fine if Qiluo is young, why do you play with him, Jinghong?"

Gu Jinghong put his arms around Qiluo and smiled, "It's just teasing him, why take it seriously?"

Seeing Aunt Pei turn around speechlessly and go to the kitchen, Qi Luo stood on tiptoe and carefully kissed Gu Jinghong's cheek, and asked, "What did you do in the morning? You left early in the morning. I didn't wake up. .”

"You sleep like a little pig, how would you know when I'm leaving?" Gu Jinghong hugged Qiluo, looked at the handle he threw on the sofa, and said, "Anyway, I'm not at home these days on vacation. Things, I will accompany you more."

"Okay." Qi Luo said, "But in the morning, Mom called Aunt Pei and said that she would be back today!"

Gu Jinghong's hand holding the handle froze.

"..."

This is really, what to be afraid of.