Sheng Chong's second marriage, Mr. Song is lucky to be pregnant

Chapter 26 You Can Marry Back and Be Your Mother
In hospitals, death is a common occurrence.

What's more, the scenes of critical illness and first aid are not uncommon.

Lin Weiran watched as several doctors and nurses poured into the VIP intensive care unit, and then came out pushing a stretcher cart with people, followed by a middle-aged aunt, with tears in her eyes.

Lin Weiran knew that the person on the bicycle was Song Yixian's son.

After sighing, he walked towards the pharmacy warehouse.

Liang Jincheng was the only one in the pharmacy warehouse.

He glanced at Liang Jincheng who was lying in front of the computer with a tired face: "Why, didn't you sleep last night?"

Liang Jincheng seemed to be Lin Weiran, so she relaxed her shoulders, leaned back on the chair, and rubbed her eyes, "The quality of sleep has not been very good recently."

"Whenever your sleep quality gets better, you will become a panda."

Liang Jincheng smiled faintly, then stood up straight, and put her hands on the keyboard to type again.

Seeing her conscientiousness, Lin Weiran clicked his tongue, "When I came here just now, I saw that kid was sent to the emergency room, I'm afraid..."

Liang Jincheng paused with her fingertips, the keyboard sound stopped suddenly, and she looked at Lin Weiran in a blink of an eye, "Which brat?"

"Which brat could there be, isn't it Song Yixian's son?"

With a "bang", the chair leaning against Liang Jincheng fell to the ground.

"When Director Liu came, he said that I had something to do." Liang Jincheng said, and quickly left the pharmacy.

Lin Weiran was left in place with a calm face.

Liang Jincheng walked to the emergency room, where Mother He was covering her face and crying.

She hurried over and helped Mama He up.

He's mother glanced at her, and couldn't help her heart throbbing even more, "Doctor Liang, young master... I don't know what's going on, it was fine at first, so I took apart the snacks his father bought for him, and suddenly he As if he had changed into a different person, he fell on the bed without saying a word, and after a while... that's it..."

Liang Jincheng's heart skipped a beat, "You mean...snacks?"

"That's right, sir, I never let the young master eat snacks. I don't know why I bought two big bags today, and they are also the young master's favorite food."

Liang Jincheng's breathing stagnated, and the oxygen in her lungs seemed to be pulled out, making her feel uncomfortable like suffocation.

She knew very well that Song Yixian didn't buy those two packs of snacks, but she sent them back last night.

Her body felt a dull pain, as if she had done something wrong.

Waiting with Mother He in front of the emergency room, she couldn't calm down for a long time, such a soft child was in the emergency room, if it was really because of her...how could she be willing!

"Mother He, it's okay. Yingrui must be auspicious." She comforted Mother He, and even herself.

After waiting for a long time, Mother He was tired from crying and was sent back to rest by the nurse, while Liang Jincheng was still standing at the door of the emergency room.

It was useless to wait like this, but she didn't know what else to do.

"Seeing that Yingrui entered the emergency room, I feel bad for my conscience." Song Yixian stood not far away, with a stern expression on his face.

She pursed her lips, clenched her hands tightly into fists, and stared at the noble and elegant man with flickering eyes, "Is that you?"

Liang Jincheng still remembered what he said last night: My explanation is that Dr. Liang doesn't like these things.

"I don't know what I did?" Different from yesterday's Xiemei, today's Song Yixian is more like a piece of ice.

"I..." She wanted to say something to refute, but she couldn't. No matter how Song Yixian explained to Song Yingrui, she shouldn't return the things. That was the wish of a child.

But she didn't know that this intention would affect Song Yingrui's physical condition.

"Ying Rui, I have never had friends, you are the first one."

The man's indifferent voice made her eyes turn red instantly. If she hadn't supported the wall with both hands, she might have fallen down immediately after hearing Song Yixian's words.

"I...I'm sorry..."

"You don't have to be sorry, Ying Rui used the wrong idea." Song Yixian's indifferent voice made people fall into the ice cellar.

Liang Jincheng's lips moved, but she couldn't say a word.

With a crisp "click", the door of the emergency room opened, and the two cast their gazes over in an instant.

Song Yixian took the first step and asked the doctor about the situation: "How is it?"

"The patient is in good condition, don't worry." After hearing the doctor's words, Song Yixian's expression softened a little.

He glanced blankly at Liang Jincheng who was standing there, with resentment in his eyes, and followed the stretcher to the direction of the ward.

Song Yingrui, who was wearing an oxygen mask on Liang Jincheng's bed cart, had a soft little face, all pale, and the torment of the illness had left the child without a trace of blood.

The stretcher slowly disappeared from sight, but there was a dull pain in his heart.

……

After get off work, Liang Jincheng put down all the checklists and left immediately.

When Lin Weiran returned home, Liang Jincheng happened to be out.

"What are you doing?" Then he asked about the strong fragrance in the room, Lin Weiran was startled, "Have you made soup?"

Liang Jincheng nodded, "Well, I saved a portion for you, just made it, drink it while it's hot, I'll go to the hospital."

After speaking, Liang Jincheng closed the door and left.

Lin Weiran was stunned for a moment, walked into the kitchen, filled a bowl of soup, and analyzed the ingredients of the soup base: "Godberry, black-bone chicken... well, it's very nourishing."

……

On the bed in the intensive care unit of the hospital, Song Yingrui played with the shampoo in his hand.

Close the lid and open it, open it and close it again, the smell of shampoo is always on the tip of the nose, and it won't go away for a long time.

But he has no hair, and his bald head doesn't need shampoo at all.

"Mother He, am I useless?"

Mother He was holding a bowl of black-bone chicken and goji berry soup, and when she heard Song Yingrui's voice, her eyes were sore, she felt the urge to cry, she sniffed her nose, took back the unbearable feeling in her heart, and smiled again, "How could it be? Our young master is handsome and cute, which is unmatched by other children."

"But, I still think about that woman. That woman rejected me so simply, but I just think about her." I think about her all the time, before I am in a coma, and after I wake up from a coma, I still think about her. looking at her.

Thinking of the smell on her body, thinking of her warm embrace.

but……

But that woman... doesn't like herself!

His eyes were red, his little red lips were pursed, his heart ached and stuffy, and he didn't know what it was like.

Mother He was startled, and asked back, "Who is the young master talking about?"

"Who else could it be?"

Mother He thought about it carefully, "Are you talking about Dr. Liang?"

"Otherwise." He has lived for several years, and he has never been so devoted to any girl, let alone the idea of ​​marrying a girl.

The more I think about it, the more aggrieved I feel, the more aggrieved I feel.

Mother He handed the soup in front of Song Yingrui with a smile on her face, "You must be blaming Dr. Liang for not coming to see you."

"She won't come to see me, and she doesn't like me."

"Who said that our young master would not like it? After all, Dr. Liang is a doctor in the hospital. He has many rules. Unlike us, he has nothing to do, and he is not afraid of the hospital's control. You don't even know when you enter the emergency room. How sad is Dr. Liang."

"Is she sad? How do you know?" Song Yingrui suddenly opened his eyes wide, swallowing back the tears that glistened in them.

"At that time, Dr. Liang was standing next to me. I was very nervous. Look at this soup, it was just delivered by Dr. Liang." Mama He said happily.

Song Yingrui was surprised, "You said she came here just now?"

"That's right, I brought you soup and asked about your physical condition. Let me say sorry to you, saying that she didn't care about your mood..."

"Mother He, which direction is she going?" Song Yingrui interrupted Mother He abruptly, jumped off the bed barefoot, and looked outside.

"I've been walking for a while, hey... little ancestor, put on your slippers."

Ignoring He's mother, Song Yingrui ran around in the corridor, failed to find anyone, and immediately returned to the ward, lying on the balcony and looking down.

Mother He was afraid that the young master would make a mistake, so she quickly put down the soup and grabbed his small body.

Song Yingrui looked around, and finally saw the slender figure downstairs in the hospital. He felt happy, and his eyes curved like two crescent moons.

"Xiao Cheng, Xiao Cheng..." He shouted at the top of his voice, his little face flushed red.

Liang Jincheng seemed to hear something, but when she looked back, she didn't find anything. After listening carefully, she raised her head in the direction of the sound source, but saw a small head high up.

But that little head immediately shrank back after ruthlessly waving at her.

Liang Jincheng smiled faintly, and immediately recognized that it was from the VIP intensive care unit.

Immediately, a pair of glazed eyes poked out from the ward, looked at each other for a moment, her heartbeat seemed to slow down a beat, and when she reacted, she turned her head abruptly, stretched out her hand to stop the car, and went home.

……

In the ward, a certain little guy was picked up by a certain man and thrown onto the bed.

The little guy bounced on the bed twice, then raised his eyes, and saw his father who was only a little less beautiful than himself.

Song Yingrui rubbed his little butt, "What are you doing, I want to say hello to Xiaocheng."

Song Yixian stared at the taxi that disappeared from sight outside the window with calm eyes, and slowly frowned.

"It's gone, what's there to see."

Song Yingrui glared at him, and whispered: "There's nothing to see, what are you looking at?"

"Ok?"

Song Yingrui pretended that he hadn't said anything just now, and immediately changed his face to He Ma, "He Ma, I'm hungry, I want to drink the soup that Xiaocheng gave me."

Song Yixian looked at the insulated box on the table, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

"You just said, who brought this?"

Song Yingrui replied proudly: "Our little orange."

Then he took a bite and bit off the black-bone chicken shank in the bowl, pure meat... no bones, delicious.

Mother He said happily: "Doctor Liang really has a heart, not to mention the black-bone chicken soup that is now made, he even shaved the bones, and cut it finely, which fits the size of the young master's mouth, without oil stains."

Song Yingrui was brought up by He's mother. She had no mother since she was a child, and her father was always indifferent. Plus, she had congenital leukemia. It was hard for her not to feel sorry for her.

Now seeing a good person who loves Song Yingrui again, how could she not feel relieved.

"Our little orange is not only beautiful, but also has a gentle and considerate personality, and she can also cook well. It's really a shame that I don't marry such a woman."

Song Yingrui babbled and ate again, chattering endlessly, using one mouth for two purposes.

Song Yixian's brows were deeply furrowed, his eyes stared at the box of black chicken soup, unfathomable, "I can marry you back and be your mother!"

Song Yingrui was startled, and looked at his father with wide eyes: "Dad, what do you mean?"

"literal meaning."

(End of this chapter)