Entertainment headlines: director’s rules for chasing a wife - Chapter 307

In the hospital. A pungent smell of disinfectant filled the corridor.

“Youle, come and sit down for a while.” Zhao Ting held Qin Youle’s arm and comforted, “it will be all right. It will be all right. I believe the doctor will save Qiqi.”

Zhao Ting began to cry as she advised. She lay on Qin Youle’s shoulder and said guilt: “Youle, I’m sorry, it’s all my fault. I should guard you.”

“All right, all right.” Su Mu helped Zhao Ting aside. He said reluctantly, “well, don’t blame yourself. It’s none of your business. It’ll be all right.”

Zhao Ting answered with tears: “I don’t cry, I don’t cry.”

Liang Yin received the news and rushed to the hospital soon.

“Youle…” seeing Qin Youle squatting in the corner, Liang Yin’s eyes immediately turned red. She gently walked to her side, hugged her and said gently, “it will be all right, it will be all right.”

Qin Youle hugged Liang Yin tightly. All she thought about now was Qiqi’s little face full of blood.

“Youle, the doctor is out.” Seeing the door open, Liang Yin immediately stood up with Qin Youle.

“Doctor, how’s the child?” Qin Youle asked excitedly. She looked forward to the doctor and hoped that the doctor would give her a satisfactory answer.

The doctor took off his mask and said urgently, “the child has lost too much blood. Now the blood reserve in the hospital is not enough. Who of you is the child’s family member? Go to take blood with the nurse.”

“Me!” Qin Youle wiped her tears and went with the nurse. She kept comforting herself that there would be nothing wrong.

“I’ll go too.” Liang Yin hurried to catch up. She was worried about Qin Youle.

“Now check the blood type first.” The nurse said gently, “relax, it’s okay.”

Qin Youle nodded silently, and Liang Yin was holding her hand tightly.

“Miss Qin, your blood type doesn’t match the child’s,” the nurse shook her head and said, “the child is type O blood, but you are type a blood.”

“Type O blood?” Qin Youle frowned.

“What’s the matter?” Liang Yin asked puzzled, “that may be the same as song Tingchen’s blood type.”

Qin Youle took a breath, shook his head and said, “he is type B blood.”

“How?” Liang Yin asked in shock, “your two blood types are different from Qiqi.”

The nurse naturally heard Qin Youle’s words. She shook her head and said, “it’s impossible. If you have type A and type B, the child can’t have type O blood. Miss Qin, do you remember wrong?”

“No, he’s type B.” Qin Youle said with great certainty.

“Then there is only one possibility,” said the nurse faintly. “This child is not your own.”

Hearing the nurse’s words, Qin Youle’s head went blank. Isn’t the child her own?

“Youle, are you okay?” Seeing Qin Youle’s face pale, Liang Yin said anxiously, “now things haven’t been clarified. Don’t guess.”

“I’m fine.” Qin Youle staggered to his feet and said, “I’ll go out and ask if Zhao Ting has type O blood.”

“I am.” Liang Yin held Qin Youle and said, “just sit here and wait for me. I’ll give blood first.”

“Nurse, smoke mine.” Liang Yin sat down. She stretched out her hand and whispered, “I’m O-shaped. Can you have a look?”

The nurse looked at Liang Yin, nodded and said gently, “OK, you relax, right, relax.”

While Liang Yin was drawing blood, Qin Youle came out of the room.

“Mr. Song, where’s your wife!” Huang Zhiming just saw Qin Youlai coming out of the room. He pointed to Qin Youle’s direction and said to song Tingchen, “Madam doesn’t look very good.”

Song Tingchen immediately saw Qin Youle. He rushed up anxiously: “Youle, are you okay? Aren’t you hurt? ”

Song Tingchen worried about looking up and down at Qin Youle for a long time. After making sure she wasn’t hurt, he hugged Qin Youle tightly and said with lingering fear: “if you’re okay, if you’re okay, I’ll be scared to death when I know you’re in an accident.”

Qin Youle asked coldly, “why don’t you ask Qiqi?”

Hearing Qin Youle’s words, song Tingchen was stunned. He loosened Qin Youle’s hand and whispered, “why don’t I worry? Where is he now? Let’s go and see him. ”

Qin Youle stayed where he was and refused to move.

Song Tingchen and Huang Zhiming looked at each other. They both found something wrong with Qin Youle.

“Youle, what’s the matter with you?” Seeing something wrong with Qin Youle, song Tingchen asked anxiously, “what happened? How’s Qiqi? ”

“How’s it going? Did you draw blood? ” At this time, a nurse hurried in and asked, “why is it so slow? There is a hurry to use blood!”

“All right, all right, all right.”

“OK, I’ll take it and go first!”

The nurse who went in hurried out with a bag of blood and ran to the operating room.

“Miss Liang, you have to press it for a while.” Seeing that Liang Yin was anxious to come out, the nurse said anxiously, “you have just finished pumping blood. You’d better lie down and have a rest.”

“I’m fine.” After blood transfusion, Liang Yin rushed out with Qin Youle when he saw that Qin Youle was gone.

“Song Tingchen, you are here too.” Seeing Qin Youle standing at the door, Liang Yinshu sighed, “Youle, you are here. I thought you had gone.”

Qin Youle still looked at Song Tingchen.

“What’s the matter? “Youle?” Song Tingchen reached out to grab Qin Youle’s arm, but she stepped back and avoided his hand.

Looking at the lost palm, song Tingchen was stunned.

“I’ll go and have a look at Qiqi first,” song Tingchen said to Liang Yin embarrassedly. “Liang Yin, take care of Youle for me. I’ll go and have a look.”

“OK, you go.” Liang Yin has understood what happened between them.

Seeing song Tingchen striding away, Huang Zhiming looked back at Qin Youle and saw Liang Yin nodding at him. He hurried to leave with song Tingchen.

“Youle, are you okay?” Seeing Qin Youle’s indifferent eyes, Liang Yin seemed to be greatly stimulated. Liang Yin asked nervously, “Youle, don’t scare me.”

Qin Youle pursed his lips tightly and didn’t speak.

“Mr. Song, you’re here.” Seeing song Tingchen appear, Su Mu hurriedly repeated what had just happened in the mall, “the doctor came out again just now. The child is not out of danger yet.”

“Thank you.” Song Tingchen nodded slightly and said to Su mu.

“President song, there’s one more thing,” Su Mu winked at Song Tingchen and motioned him to the corner.

Song Tingchen followed knowingly to one side. He eagerly looked at the light at the door of the operating room and asked hurriedly, “President Su, what else do you have to say?”

“Just now, a man has been pestering Youle,” Su Mu cleared his throat. “He has always said that he is Youle’s father. I think Youle is also a little uneasy. Do you know this?”

On the way, Huang Zhiming has told him about Xu Bo’s feedback. He probably learned that Li TIANYAO went to Qin Youle, which led to the car accident.

“I know.” Song Tingchen lowered his head and said uneasily, “when the child is all right, I will explain it to Youle.”

“Yes.” Su Mu nodded and said, “then I won’t bother you. My company has something else to do. I’ll leave first.”

Su Mu knew that this was a family affair between song Tingchen and Qin Youle. It was inconvenient for him to participate, so he found an excuse to leave early.

“President Su,” song Tingchen said softly, looking up at Su mu, “thank you.”

“Take good care of your friends.” Su Mu waved and left the hospital. He wanted to take Zhao Ting, but she refused to leave because Qiqi was not out of danger.

Half an hour later, the door of the operating room finally opened again.

“Doctor, how is the child?” Song Tingchen and Qin Huai eagerly greeted him and asked, “is there nothing wrong with the child?”

“The child is fine,” said the doctor calmly, taking off his mask. “Whether the brain is damaged or not, he may have to stay in the hospital for observation for a period of time.”

“It’s okay, it’s okay.” Qin Huai clenched his hands and said excitedly to song Tingchen, “it’s OK. It scared me to death. It scared me to death.”

Qin Youle, who stood not far away, also heard the doctor’s words. Just heard that the child was fine, she suddenly softened her legs and fainted in front of her eyes.

“Youle!” Seeing Qin Youle slowly sliding to the ground, Liang Yin shouted nervously, “Youle, what’s the matter with you?”

Hearing Liang Yin’s cry, song Tingchen hurried to pick her up in three or two steps. The scene was in chaos again.

Qin Youle only felt that she had been dreaming. In a daze, Wu Huizhen, who had always loved her, appeared in front of her. Qin Huai held her and taught her to read on the desk. Finally, the car roared past, and Li TIANYAO’s strange face suddenly enlarged and appeared in front of her.

“Mom…” Qin Youle suddenly sat up.

The sun gradually weakened, and the bright sun in the morning was slowly covered. The wind began to get stronger, and it became dark outside. It seemed that it would snow again.

“Youle, are you awake?” Song Tingchen asked softly, “do you feel uncomfortable?”

Seeing song Tingchen’s worried eyes and the white environment around her, Qin Youle remembered that she should be in the hospital now, but why in the hospital

“Qiqi!” Qin Youle suddenly remembered that the child had been hospitalized in a car accident. She opened the quilt and was about to get out of bed to see the child, but her feet softened and fell into song Tingchen’s arms.

“Youle, lie back first.” Song Tingchen said slightly angrily, “Qiqi is fine. Now she has been transferred to the general ward. The doctor said you were too frightened and you need a good rest. ”

Song Tingchen said and covered Qin Youle’s quilt. He said painfully, “I’m sorry, I’m all to blame. When you go out, I should insist that someone accompany you. As long as someone accompanies you, this kind of thing won’t happen. ”

“Tingchen,” Qin Youle suddenly reached out and grabbed song Tingchen’s hand. She looked into his eyes and asked seriously, “Tingchen, you tell me that Qiqi is our child, right? He is the child of both of us, isn’t he? “