At two o'clock in the night, Feng Muyan got in Rong Jingcheng's car and returned to Fengcheng first.
She called Lu.
"Brother Lu, is Gu Cheng's situation okay? We have already found someone and are now rushing back to Fengcheng."
"Gu Cheng's situation has temporarily stabilized. Just now... the oncology department called and said that the girl... may not be able to hold it."
No one can explain the deterioration of cancer, and it is fickle.
The next moment, she threw herself into his arms, with a crying voice that sounded particularly hoarse—
"Rong Jingcheng, we will all live well in the future..."
"The best way to continue your life... have a baby."
hospital.
At four o'clock in the morning, the girl Chu Xi passed away. According to her last wish, her heart will become a donation donor, but the heart source will not be stored for a long time, and Gu Cheng's operation needs to be arranged as soon as possible.
Five o'clock in the morning, in the intensive care unit.
"Gu Cheng, I'm Feng Muyan. I brought the person, please open your eyes and have a look."
Feng Muyan...
After Gu Cheng could see the face clearly, he glanced at the other people in the ward.
In addition to Feng Muyan and Lu, there is also a pair of father and son.
He moved his dry lips, almost pulling his throat, and said three words—
"I am sorry… "
Lin Yang shook his head, "No, I should say something to you, thank you."
Lin Yang patted his son on the shoulder. The child seemed to understand something. He walked to Gu Cheng and said with a grin: "Big brother, hello, my name is Lin Weili. I am ten years old and I am studying in the fifth grade of Lin Primary School. Thank you. The money given to us saved my life from the hospital."
"I also want to thank my brother for allowing my mother to live in this world for many more years."
…
At eight o'clock in the morning, everything was ready. Gu Cheng was lying in a ill and was about to be pushed into the operating room.
"Feng Muyan..."
Hearing Gu Cheng's voice, Feng Muyan looked down at him.
"If I can get out of the operating room alive, let's have another date, okay."
Feng Muyan could only bite the bullet and agreed in front of Rong Jingcheng.
"Okay, I promise you."
…
The operation took a long, long time.
A certain distance away, Feng Muyan could feel the coldness on Rong Jingcheng.
"Husband, have breakfast."
"Don't eat."
The abrupt words spilled from his lips, not giving her any face.
Feng Muyan lowered her head and ate the sandwich.
"In fact, I think Gu Cheng likes the vigorous feeling, not me."
"If this operation is successful and he can live in the present and live out himself like a normal person, he will know that his feeling for me is just a yearning, not a liking."
Rong Jingcheng stared at her
"Then what is to like."
She kissed his lips, "Feng Muyan likes Rong Jingcheng. And, for many years."
…
By noon, the operation was not over yet.
Feng Muyan insisted on staying in the hospital and waiting for the result, Rong Jingcheng went to the Rongshi Group.
As soon as I arrived at the company, I received a call from Feng Muyan—
"Rong Jingcheng, the operation was successful! Gu Cheng doesn't have to die, he survived!"
After hanging up the phone, he entered the high-level elevator, Ren Zhirou reached out and blocked the elevator door.
"Wait a minute, I... I have something to tell you."
"The photos on the forum... I don't know what's going on. They were taken that day."
"Can you help me?"
"How can I help?"
When the man said this, his tone was not gentle, and he couldn't hear the mood.
When Ren Zhirou heard this, she was secretly happy, "Don't let Feng Muyan tell others that you and her have been married. In this way..."
The man sneered, "In this way, you will not only preserve your reputation, but also make others think that you have an unusual relationship with me. After a long time, when everyone considers you pretentiously as my woman, then Feng Muyan will No one will believe the explanation."
"No! That's not the case, I didn't think so!"
"I don't like to hear people's sophistry."
Seeing that the elevator was about to reach the top floor, Ren Zhirou knew that she had no chance again, and the tears in her eyes fell wanton. She didn't understand why he had to be so unkind to herself.
"Just treat it as... it's for grandpa's face, okay?"
"I gave you a chance before, more than once." The elevator door opened slowly, and Rong Jingcheng walked out, "I don't want my wife to be wronged a little bit more."
When the elevator reached the nineteenth floor, the woman wiped her tears and walked out quickly.
"As a minister, you and the president are a couple!"
At this moment, the hot topics of the whole department are all the photos on the forum last night.
Ren Zhirou stiffened for a few seconds, shook her head and said, "I wonder if you have misunderstood, I am not with the president, I..."
"Then why are you hugging him so tightly?"
With a smile on the corner of her mouth, Feng Muyan walked slowly.
"Holding a married man, haven't you thought about how his wife feels?"
The whole department, fry in an instant!
"Gosh, the president is actually married!"
"What is that minister..."