Li Hong's mind was very confused, and he had barely figured out what was going on.

He only knew that Hua Churong's voice on the phone was particularly low and desperate: "Li Hong, I'm in the hospital now, can you come over?"

This voice was like that blurry night back then, when she said to him with all kinds of injuries: "Li Hong, I'm at the bar, can you come over?"

Hua Churong said intermittently: "Can you save my child? It's panda blood. ”

"I know it's my fault, but if you don't save him, he's going to leave me. I've lost a child and I can't afford to lose another painting. ”

"I don't know what to say to you, can you come over now? I'll tell you more when you're here. ”

She was so confused that she couldn't express herself in detail for a while.

In fact, he doubted the identity of the two children more than once, and it was only after she firmly denied it that he completely gave up. It was perhaps the most unspeakable secret to her, but it was the most ecstatic in his heart.

God knows how much he wishes he could be involved with her and have a lifelong relationship.

After hanging up the phone, he went straight to the hospital, and his instinct told him that although Hua Churong had never told him the answer positively. But he has already gotten, and a painting is his child.

He whispered to Dr. Yan, "No matter what the cost, you must save the painting." ”

In the quiet operating room, there are deans and nurses, and the equipment is advanced and complete.

There was also a tall and straight figure, dressed in a slightly pink shirt and slender cropped slacks, leaning against the wall with his hands folded and his head bowed.

Disturbed by his footsteps, he nodded slowly, with a look of "sure enough" in his eyes.

Li Hong was surprised, he... Walking forward, he looked at him: "Yihua, you are not injured?"

Dr. Yan said apologetically, "I'm sorry to bother you." But only in this way can Chu Rong tell the truth. For the sake of this fact, a painting is painstakingly thought. ”

He asked, "What's going on?"

Wen Yihua's mood was extremely complicated, the man in front of him was Li Xuanwen's father, but he was also his biological father.

He closed his eyes and sighed deeply, and stood up, but could not speak in his throat. It is really helpless to find out his father in this way. And, even though his father was in front of him, he didn't even know how to recognize him.

There was an awkward atmosphere in the operating room, and the dean whispered, "Dr. Yan, this time I almost didn't flash my waist in order to accompany you in acting." In the future, don't do it again. ”

Dr. Yan smiled: "It's not a last resort! Because you are a private hospital, I dare to ask you for help, and I would never dare to think of changing to another hospital." ”

"Alas!!" the dean glanced at Li Hong and shook his head. I've seen too many life and death, but this time I accompanied the actor to watch this human story. He really didn't know how to evaluate this past smoke.

When Dr. Yan asked him to accompany him, he thought it was nonsense.

But seeing this embarrassing scene of a father and son recognizing each other, I suddenly sighed, what is the love in the world, it is really untidy.

Let him, an old doctor who has been a doctor for many years, have long looked down on joys and sorrows, and is so helpless.

Li Hong carefully looked at the painting in front of him, and most of his eyebrows and glances were Hua Churong's appearance. But the tall nose bridge is exactly the same as Li Xuanwen. He remembered the scene when Li Mingze came to the office to inquire, and he asked very young but very directly, Principal, do you know Hua Churong.

He slowly approached and smelled a painting: "Did you come to me back then?"

Before Wen Yihua could answer, Dr. Yan said for him: "Principal Li, he is not Li Mingze. ”

"Isn't it?" Li Hong turned to him suspiciously, "Actually, I've seen Li Mingze's transfer file. ”

"I, really not Li Mingze. Wen Yihua's voice trembled a little, "I asked Dr. Yan, he didn't do the so-called hypnosis for me. I have also done memory recovery, and I have no memory fragments of Li Mingze at all. ”

Li Hong's thinking became even more confused: "This, what's going on?"

"I'm looking for answers, too. But I can be sure that I am not Li Mingze. As soon as these words came out, everyone understood, and now only one person knows the answer: Hua Churong.

Even though Li Hong was elegant, he was shocked at this time: "Did you already know that I was yours? ”

Although the words are in the mouth, there is no way to say the word "father".

Wen Yihua shook his head unexpectedly: "It's because I'm not sure that I ask everyone to accompany us to act." ”

Li Hong instantly understood that he had been checking his identity, but how could Hua Churong take the initiative to say it?

He designed this "car accident" to force Hua Churong to tell the truth by himself.

At this time, a scene appeared in Wen Yihua's mind, a young man who looked the same as himself looked at Li Xuanwen melancholy, asked Li Hong with suspicion, and endless disappointment in his eyes. The boy had always wanted to find out who his father was.

Frowning, he bravely faced Li Hong's gaze, his heart was full of courage, his lips trembled slightly, and even his breath became short, he whispered: "Thank you for coming to save me!"

Although it was not the sentence he was expecting, Li Hong felt that even at this time he called "Dad". You can also feel at a loss.

A simple "thank you" made his eyes rosy, and he was really old.

He hesitantly stretched out his hand, put it on Wen Yihua's broad shoulder, nodded and patted his shoulder: "It's okay, it's just scared your mother." ”

"There's no way to make this decision. Dr. Yan answered for him again.

Li Hong has mixed feelings, thinking of a series of things that have happened since the appearance of the painting, and even more so: "The mountains do not turn around, and I can't imagine that we still have such a deep fate." ”

"Now, the only thing I need to know is the relationship between Li Mingze and me. The voice of Wen Yihua was indescribably low.

The boy who didn't look like him, the boy who left in a hurry in his youth, he was afraid of disturbing him and hurting him.

"It's not early, let's get out!" the dean reminded them duly.

。。。

Li Hong had been in for a while, and there was no movement in the emergency room, and Hua Churong's heart shrank into a ball.

She sat down in her chair and muttered, "Will it be too late?"

Yan Yu comforted her firmly: "Don't worry, Mr. Hua, Mr. Wen will be fine." ”

"Really?" she asked, staring at the bright "operating" lights in the emergency room.

As soon as he finished speaking, the lights dimmed.

She stood up with a "hoof", and before she could rush to the door, the door to the emergency room had already opened.

The dean came out first, but she didn't see the nurses pushing the hospital bed, her face instantly turned dead white, and she rushed to the dean, and just as she was about to speak, she saw Dr. Yan and the nurses come out.

She slowly moved her gaze, and through them, she saw Li Hong following behind, and Wen Yihua next to him.

They walked out side by side, yes, out.

She shook her head, and looked carefully ahead, one of her drawings really came out.

She froze in place, watching Wen Yihua walk up to her with the painting intact.

Stretching out her trembling hands, she began to gaze from Wen Yihua's shoulder, stroked his shoulder all the way to the palm, grabbed her son's hand, and couldn't believe it: "Yihua, are you okay?"

Wen Yihua felt her strong sense of loss and regain, and nodded: "Mom, I'm fine." ”

Her heart couldn't bear the pressure anymore, so she grabbed him, couldn't stop crying, and suppressed her voice: "I knew you would be fine." Son, my son, it's okay if you're okay, you can't leave your mother, what should you do without you!"

I choked up when I smelled a painting, and I couldn't spit out a word. He put his arm around her shoulders and comforted, "Mom, I'm sorry for worrying you." ”

Xia Ziqing frowned and looked at this scene, and Yan Yu sighed softly beside him: "Mr. Wen has been waiting for this day for a long time. ”

"Without you, I guess this day will have to wait a long time, right?" Xia Ziqing asked softly.

Yan Yu looked at Wen Yihua: "Wen always has the biggest wish to be fulfilled!"

Xia Ziqing understood what she said: "This day is coming soon." Don't worry!"

He knew it in his heart. Isn't it just for the sake of consummation to hibernate for such a long time?

It's just that they have worked much harder than others for their fulfillment, and I only hope that they will be happier.

Yan Yu raised his face and smiled: "In the end, I should thank you." ”

"It's just a gesture!" he said lightly, but it was really a little heart-wrenching.

After all, such a peaceful marriage, he saw it very beautifully, and cherished it as his life.

For the rest of the time, they didn't want to disturb the three people who were supposed to be a family, so they winked. He and Yan Yu walked quietly to the elevator.

Raising his wrist, the time displayed on the watch was: four o'clock in the morning, it is indeed a little tired, Xia Ziqing thought.

Yan Yu also seemed a little quiet, looking at her beautiful face, he said, "Why don't we go to the river and sit down?"

Yan Yu didn't look up, didn't look at him, and whispered to the brightly lit street, "Okay." ”

Wang Xueyan hasn't dreamed so much for a long time, I don't know if it's because of tiredness, or because she is looking forward to returning to Hangzhou, in short, she sleeps unsteadily.

Towards five o'clock in the morning, she woke up completely. took out her mobile phone and kept looking at the previous chat records of Hewen Yihua, she said in her heart: "Yihua, I'm back, and the child is back." ”

The child in her womb seemed to hear her call and kicked her gently.

It's been four months, and the little one often communicates with her like this. Sometimes, when he kicked her, she would gently pat her in response, and then he would respond.

She was thinking, this must be a little boy, his emotional intelligence is still very high, so sultry.