fake love

Chapter 393 Ming Chengyou died of illness (1)
Fu Ran limply on the bed, she couldn't help but curl her mouth lightly, Ming Chengyou said that he secretly knew it was a boy, and it really was.

Another nurse interjected, "Have you decided on a name?"

"Get up," Fu Ran looked out the window, "Ming Qinghan."

"It sounds good."

She was exhausted, she closed her eyes and wanted to sleep, but when she opened her eyes again, she was awakened by the pain. The nurse was feeding the baby, and when she woke up, she raised her head, "Seeing that you are not sleeping well, the uterine contraction will hurt a little , endure."

Fu Ran's palm fell to her abdomen, but she was not used to it after being flat.

There was no one else in the room except a nurse.

Fu Ran tried to stand up, but the nurse patted the child on the back a few times, "Lie down quickly, and be careful of the wound."

"I want to see how the operation is going."

The nurse carried the baby over, "You are weak now and need to rest."

After the child was full, he closed his eyes. Fu Ran reached out to take him and put him on the side. The nurse turned to clean up the other side. Fu Ran lay flat on the bed. cheek, she looked around sadly.

I'm afraid she is the only one who is so deserted in the ward after giving birth, right?

If my mother was still there, she would have cooked delicious meals and brought them to the hospital, helped her take care of the child, and said caring words.

Fu Ran's eyes couldn't help getting wet, if Ming Chengyou was here, she could at least see him walking around the bed with the baby in his arms, calling the baby's name while saying, "Look, he looks so much like me. "

Fu Ran's eyes were fixed on the ceiling, and there was a wound in his heart, which would hurt just thinking about it.

The door was opened, and Zhao Lan walked in with something.

"mom."

"Xiao Ran, lie down quickly," Zhao Lan took out the insulated box, "I asked the nanny at home to bring over some stewed soup, and I'll feed you some."

"Mom," Fu Ran grabbed Zhao Lan's clothes and motioned her to sit on the edge of the bed, her tone was impatient, "How is Chengyou's surgery going?"

"Not long after the end, there will be an observation period."

After hearing Zhao Lan's words, Fu Ran couldn't believe it, "In other words, the operation was successful?"

Zhao Lan looked relieved, "Yes, Xiaoran, you can rest here at ease."

Fu Ran was so excited that she couldn't control it for a while, tears streaming down her cheeks, Zhao Lansheng wanted to feed her with good soup.

"Mom, I'll do it myself."

Zhao Lan shook the bed and brought the soup and food to Fu Ran's hand. She resisted the discomfort and sat halfway. Zhao Lan hugged the child lying beside her in her arms, "It looks so good."

Fu Ran will be exhausted now, and even though she is hungry, she has no appetite. The nurse came to pull out the drip tube for her, "Eat more, recover as soon as possible, and give milk early."

Zhao Lan hugged the child and looked at Fu Ran's face. She picked up a spoon and dug a mouthful of rice into her mouth. After chewing a few times, she swallowed, but felt like a stick in her throat.

"Xiaoran, the food in the hospital is definitely not as good as the food at home. I will come over to deliver food to you in the past few days."

Fu Ran's eye sockets were very hot, and when she raised her head, the figure in her sight was far away and hazy, "Thank you, Mom."

Zhao Lan couldn't find any other words to comfort her. The only thing she could do seemed to be this, to care as much as she could.

Li Yunling and Housekeeper Xiao also came in later, brought some food, hugged the child for a while before leaving.

The haze that weighed on the Ming family seemed to be quietly dissipating.

Ming Chengyou can't visit at this meeting, Fu Ran is not feeling well, and spends most of the time lying on the bed.

When Fu Songting came in, the child was hungry and was crying all the time. He took the child from the nurse's arms, and Fu Ran saw that his temples were pale, so he couldn't speak anymore when he called Dad.

He sat on the chair beside the bed, stroking the baby's tender face with his fingers, staring at him intently, but said to Fu Ran, "Xiao Ran, Chengyou's operation was successful, and your mother can finally walk away." Rest assured."

Fu Ran's eyes were red, "I always think that things can be both, Chengyou's illness can be cured, and a miracle will happen to my mother."

Fu Songting sighed, "Isn't it already a miracle that your mother's heart can match Chengyou's? We can't expect everything to be a miracle. In that case, life would be unreal."

Fu Songting picked up the child, and rubbed the beard protruding from his chin against his cheek, "I know you feel uncomfortable, your child is too serious, but I believe that after a long time, you will let go slowly."

The baby cried more and more loudly, and the nurse carried it to prepare for feeding.

"Dad, is Mom gone?"

Fu Songting knew what Fu Ran's words meant.

"The cornea was also removed, as well as other organs. We don't know the recipient's information, but the director said that at least four or five lives could be saved."

Fu Ran's nose was sore, but she felt relief in her heart, but she still felt uncomfortable. Thinking of the scene of Fan Xian lying on the operating table, Fu Ran's heart felt like a knife was twisted.

Fu Songting didn't leave until the evening, and there were still many things to deal with at home.

Fu Ran was lying in the ward, watching the sunset.

Except for her and the child, the room was still cold and lonely.

The nurse was about to leave when the door was suddenly opened, and a burst of fragrance rushed into the nostrils.

The nurse looked at the person who came in, "Who are you?"

"I'm Fu Ran's friend."

Fu Ran looked sideways, and since she was standing against the backlight, she couldn't recognize who the other party was. The woman put the flowers in her hand into the vase by the window, and she stretched out her hands to caress them, her eyes serious.

Fu Ran took a closer look, and her gaze was fixed on a hideous wound on her wrist.

The nurse's eyes were full of inquiries and she looked at Fu Ran.

She nodded, "You go out first, it's a friend of mine who came to see me."

After the nurse heard this, she went out with confidence. When she took the door to her, Fu Ran stared blankly at the woman.

After placing the flowers, she walked over and saw a child lying in the crib next to Fu Ran. Fu Ran got up subconsciously and dragged the crib to her side, "Are you okay?"

"We met before, my name is Mo Shengxiao."

Fu Ran was not surprised, "I know, wasn't my husband blackmailed by you for 1000 million before?"

(End of this chapter)