Chapter 228: Discharged
In the morning, the sun is slightly drunk, and the air is filled with the indifferent fragrance of flowers and plants. Yun Tianyue felt that her eyelids were heavy, and she struggled to open them and look around, she was already lying in the hospital.
Moved his hand slightly, feeling something clenched tightly in his hand. When I looked down, I saw Zong Zhenghuang lying on the side of the bed asleep. Yun Tianyue frowned, and wanted to withdraw her hand from the other party's hand, but this action woke up the sleeping person.
"You're awake! Feeling better? Isn't it uncomfortable? Zong Zhenghuang asked nervously, and while asking, he pressed the bell and called the doctor.
Early in the morning, Yang Xu had just gotten up. staggered to his office, and before his ass was hot, he was called by the bell that Zong Zhenghuang had been ringing.
I arrived in a hurry, thinking that something big had happened. When I looked at it, I realized that it was Yun Tianyue who woke up.
"It's good to wake up! You take it home, she has just given birth for a short time, although there is no bad habit of confinement now, but you still have to pay attention. After saying that, he yawned and planned to go out.
Zong Zhenghuang walked behind Yang Xu in three or two steps, grabbed his collar and threw it in directly.
"If you check it again, she still doesn't look good."
"Who fainted and woke up refreshed! If you don't feel good, go back and recuperate. It doesn't necessarily work well in the hospital, and Tianyue is now breastfeeding, and some drugs can't be used. The best way is to go back and stew the pig's trotters and pigeons, and make up for it! ”
"Huh?" Zong Zhenghuang's tone rose slightly, and the threat was very obvious.
As soon as Yang Xu heard that he threatened him, he became angry. Angry stamped his feet, but he was helpless, and his arms couldn't twist his thighs. He's just a little shrimp, how can he beat Zong Zhenghuang, the domineering president, the big brother of the underworld!
"What do you want me to say? It's really no problem... You just have to take it back......" Yang Xu, as a doctor, was already about to be tortured into a mental illness by the patient's family.
Zong Zhenghuang grabbed Yang Xu's collar and pulled Yang Xu's body to him. After taking a deep look and making sure that the other party was not talking nonsense. only to send away the other party's collar.
"Let's get out."
Yang Xu glared at Zong Zhenghuang fiercely, and the oil on the soles of his feet slipped away in an instant.
After Yang Xu left, Zong Zhenghuang walked to Yun Tianyue's bedside.
"Xiao Yueyue, I have something to say to you." Zong Zhenghuang spoke with difficulty, admitting her mistake and asking her to forgive herself. As difficult as it was, Zong Zhenghuang knew that if she didn't say it, her resentment would once again turn the relationship she had worked so hard to build up over such a long period of time into powder.
"You say." Yun Tianyue had no expression, and her voice was cold.
"You must have remembered the wine cellar thing. I... I can't travel through time and change the past, I just ask you to forgive me. Forgive me for the hurt I did to you in the past and let me spend the rest of my life being good to you. Alleviate the sins at that time......" Zong Zhenghuang looked at her, his eyes were affectionate and silent.
"But I'm in so much pain..."Yun Tianyue suddenly stretched out her hand to her chest, and tears fell down her eyes. She looked at Zong Zhenghuang helplessly and desperately, telling him how painful and desperate she was in her heart.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! It's me who makes you hurt, you can hit me! Zong Zhenghuang picked up Yun Tianyue's hand and beckoned towards his body, but Yun Tianyue broke free.
"Zong Zhenghuang, with you. I'm so tired—" she said in a cold, desperate voice.
Tiredness is not the relationship between the two, but a qiē in the middle. The death of Mom and Dad, the harm he did to himself. If love makes people live, then this qiē in the middle makes people worse than death.
"Then what can you do to forgive me?" Zong Zhenghuang hugged her tightly, and there was a glitter in his eyes.
Men don't cry lightly, and in Zong Zhenghuang's dictionary, there is no such thing as tears. But how many times, when he went to her, the great pain and sadness in his heart made his eyes moisten.
"I don't know." Yun Tianyue closed her eyes, pursed her lips, and stopped talking.
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After Yun Tianyue was discharged from the hospital in the afternoon, Yun Mo and Zong Zhengye came to see the child with gifts.
"What's your cub's name?" Yun Mo asked with a smile while teasing. Of course, she is also pot-bellied now, and she is about to give birth, but Yunmo has always paid attention to exercise, yoga, and walking. The whole person is in good spirits.
"I don't have a name yet." Yun Tianyue smiled and turned to look at the child.
The child is now lying in swaddling clothes, sleeping with his eyes closed, smashing his mouth from time to time. It's like eating.
"Then follow the name of my dumpling, let's call it a bun~ Look at the little face, it's the same as the little meat bun." Yun Mo reached out and poked it very carefully. The gentle touch of her fingertips warmed her heart.
"Looking at your buns, I feel that time flies so fast. That's how big the dumplings are. Women only know how fast time flies when they give birth to children~ Blinking. Yun Mo sighed, and the whole person exuded a philosophical brilliance. It made Yun Tianyue a little unbelievable.
"I wish it was faster." Yun Tianyue said in a deep thought.
Yun Mo didn't understand, just thought it was her meaningless sigh. Zong Zhenghuang on the side was in a pang of angina. Is she waiting for the child to grow up and leave?
Zong Zhengye stood aside and only smiled indifferently. His heart was still filled with sadness, and he couldn't let go. If you want to let go, I don't know when it will be.
Not wanting to stay in the room any longer, Zong Zhenghuang beckoned Zong Zhengye out.
As soon as the two men left, Yun Mo's eyes suddenly radiated the light of gossip. "What's going on? I see that the atmosphere between you and Zong Zhenghuang is not right? ”
"There's nothing wrong with that." Yun Tianyue lowered her head, indifferent.
"Still saying nothing? What the hell is wrong with you? Tian Tian, I'm your sister, I watched you grow up when you were bare-assed, can you hide your little caution from me? Yun Mo continued to ask, and it seemed that he would not die if he did not reach the heart of the Yellow River.
"Sister, I've got all the memories of five years of amnesia." Yun Tianyue indifferently narrated the words.
"......" Yunmo was dumbfounded, thinking that she would not be able to remember it in her life. If that's the case, everything is beautiful and goes down quietly.
But she remembered.
"And what are you going to do?" Yun Mo stopped joking and asked with a cold face.
"I don't know yet, but I don't want to see him anymore. As soon as I close my eyes, all I think of is his cold face, and he locked me in that cold wine cellar! I hurt, I'm cold, I'm so uncomfortable! But there is no one, the wine cellar is still so dark......" Yun Tianyue suddenly felt sad, lowered her head and buried her head heavily in her knees.