Wen Yu sat down in the rain, watching the Maybach speed past her eyes, the sharp pain in her chest made it impossible for her to stand, and it seemed that she didn't even have the last bit of strength in her body.

God came to a burst of anger for no reason, the storm hit, the rain became heavier and heavier, and the rain fell on Wen Yu's face, almost completely crushing this thin woman.

Why?

Ji Heng...... Ji Heng!

Wen Yi silently recited this name in his heart, and for the first time he carried endless hatred.

Why don't you save my daughter!

She staggered in the storm, her body swaying more and more, and she almost passed out here, but the hatred gave her some strength, so that she finally got up and staggered out.

She also has Wen Xi......

Wen Yi suppressed the sharp pain in his heart, and also suppressed the endless fear.

Wen Xi is still alive...... She can't fall.

……………………………………

"Ask him to come to my office tomorrow."

Ji Zhai, study.

Ji Heng's face was very bad, and after going home and sending Yang Mengyao to the bedroom, he went to the study and devoted himself to work: "Is there any more problem?" ”

On the computer screen, the secretary's trembling face was trembling: "Okay, Mr. Ji." ”

She suddenly received a call from her own president during her break, and she originally wanted to save her hard-won vacation, but after seeing Ji Heng's face, she completely gave up this idea.

"That's right, there's a joint project ...... over there"

The door of the study was pushed open, Yang Mengyao stood barefoot in front of the door, still holding a cup of coffee in her hand, she smiled at Ji Heng and walked in quickly.

"The coffee I bought with Anyang last time, did you taste it, are you still used to it?"

The annoying smell of perfume came to his face, Ji Heng pinched the bridge of his nose heavily, and the boundless troubles in the room almost suffocated him.

Obviously the best perfume...... Why does it always make him sick.

"Mrs. Good."

The secretary stopped awkwardly and said hello to the president's wife.

Yang Mengyao glanced at the screen, nodded casually, and said lightly: "Hello." ”

Ji Heng directly closed the screen of his notebook and looked at the cup of coffee: "Didn't you sleep?" ”

Yang Mengyao suddenly didn't notice the coldness in his words at all, and sat down beside him with a smile: "I can't sleep well alone." ”

She looked at Ji Heng intently, not wanting the man to leave her line of sight, even if it was only for a second: "Let's go to Hawaii for a long vacation, okay?" ”

She smiled gently: "I have consulted with the doctor, the climate there is very suitable for pregnant women to recuperate, what about you?" ”

Hawaii......

Ji Heng took a deep breath and turned his laptop back on.

He just wanted Yang Mengyao to get out quickly.

"Okay, when I'm done with the work at hand, we'll go there for a vacation."

The secretary was playing with her boyfriend next to her, smiling sweetly, but the indifferent Mr. Ji suddenly appeared in front of her, and she pushed her boyfriend out in fright, and sat down: "Mr. Ji!" ”

Ji Heng's face was faint, and he took a sip of the cup of coffee that was still bitter to death.

"Keep working."

Leave the familiar surroundings......

Maybe he can completely forget about the person he doesn't want to miss.

……………………………………

"Where have you been?"

In the central hospital, the nurse opened the door of the office and was startled by the woman at the door: "Such scary weather...... You are! ”

The woman was wet and pale, like a female ghost, and stood in front of the nurse holding on to the door frame, not knowing what she was thinking.

The nurse hurriedly pulled the person in and touched the woman's forehead: "Why is it so hot?" ”

She gasped and withdrew her hand: "It's already off work at the outpatient clinic, let's go, I'll take you to the emergency department to have a look!" ”

Wen Yi reached out and grabbed the nurse, and the withered black hair was messily attached to her forehead: "No need." ”

Her voice was weak and she didn't have the strength: "I'll take some medicine......"

The nurse turned her head, and before she could say anything, she heard the woman cough again.

"I ...... Save the money and give it to Xiaoxi. ”

Wen Yi barely squeezed out a smile, stood up from the chair, and gently shook the nurse's hand, "Thank you." ”

She hobbled to the door, but was caught by the angry nurse: "If you burn it again, your brain will burn out!" ”

The nurse exhaled in annoyance and pressed her to sit down in the office: "You wait, I'll call the little girl's attending doctor, so that he can show you and prescribe some prescription for the symptoms." ”

Wen Yu's movements were a little slow, as if she had some injury on her chest, as long as she moved her body, she would subconsciously cover it.

"I ......"

The nurse walked out without looking back: "Wen Xi is still lying in the intensive care unit, you can't get in if you want to!" Wait with peace of mind, the people who work in the hospital will never lack your medicine money! ”

……………………………………

"No big deal."

The attending doctor put down the stethoscope and frowned: "It's just that I just caught a cold in the rain, just drink some common cold medicine." ”

The nurse also breathed a sigh of relief, "You...... Don't toss yourself. ”

Wen Yi slowly put his clothes back on, and said in a dumb voice, "Thank you." ”

The doctor's eyebrows furrowed, he opened his mouth to speak, looked at the woman and struggled for a long time, and finally frowned and said: "I see that you have been covering your chest, are you injured outside?" Why don't I ask my colleague to show you? ”

Wen Yi shook his head and smiled reluctantly: "I'm fine...... Thank you for your willingness to take Wenxi in. ”

She was sincerely grateful.

Wen Xi's current condition is very poor, and she may die at any time, and the hospital is actually unwilling to take her in.

A leader came forward to try to do Wen Yu's work, wanting her to transfer the child to a special hospice, which could save Wen Yu a lot of money.

Of course, there will be no effective bailouts there...... Wen Yi knew very well that that hospital was of no use except for allowing the child to leave this world with dignity.

Wen Yi's attitude was extremely resolute, and he absolutely refused to give up his child, and under his emotional breakdown, he almost quarreled with the leaders of the hospital.

In the end, it was Wen Xi's attending doctor who came forward to ease the atmosphere, sent the child to the intensive care unit again, and even helped Wen Yi reduce some expensive medical expenses.

The doctor and the nurse glanced at each other and turned their heads a little embarrassed: "Thank you...... You, you have to be strong yourself, take good care of yourself, things are ......"

He was stunned in his heart, and he still couldn't say that things would turn around.

Now it's in ......

It's just a matter of getting through the days.

The doctor retreated in embarrassment: "Wen Xi, you can't get in now, I can visit you and call you again, have a good rest." ”

After a while, the nurse also withdrew from the office and found the doctor who was still in a trance.

"How's the situation going over there? Woke up? ”

"You say, are we hurting her now?" The doctor regained his senses and sighed: "The child is ...... now In fact, he is already dying, but sooner or later. ”

He threw the pen in his hand hard, "Aren't you clear?" The leader is right, now is a waste of time. In the end, there is only one result. ”

The doctor's expression was indifferent, and he said word by word: "There is no money and no money." ”

The nurse was also speechless for a long time.

After being silent for a long time, she slowly squatted down and picked up the pen back: "Ji Heng's side...... There will be retribution. ”

She sniffed and returned the pen: "Forget it, I don't need to say this again." ”

She raised her head, glanced at the doctor, and said softly, "Where are we saving that child now, obviously saving Wen Yi's life...... If that girl leaves, I'm afraid she won't stay long as she is a mother. ”

There was a dead silence in the office, and for a long time, no one spoke.

How long can that kid last?

………………………………

A month later.

"Baby?"

A pair of skinny little hands were gently grabbed by the woman, Wen Yi lowered her head and kissed the back of her daughter's hand: "Mom took you to bask in the sun today, okay?" ”

The little girl in the wheelchair bent her eyes, her eyes were still so clear, but the person was empty, and the hospital gown she was wearing seemed to be a charm, if she didn't have that clothes, the little girl would immediately disappear with the wind, leaving no trace.

"Okay."

Wen Xi looked at her mother with attachment: "Mom, you have been by the baby's side, okay?" ”

Finally seeing her mother again, the little girl has been in a state of high tension, her eyes are closely chasing Wen Yi, if she can't see her mother, she will cry in a panic.

She has been living in the intensive care unit all this time, and the day before yesterday, Wen Yu was working absent-mindedly in Agar, when she suddenly received a call from the nurse.

The nurse's words were very brief: "Mother Wen, you come back immediately, wait for the notice over there, and you may be asked to sign it." ”

When Wen Yi received this kind of call for the first time, his heart trembled, he almost couldn't stand steadily, and when he rushed back to the hospital, he held the nurse's hand and couldn't speak.

When the child was rescued, he was on the verge of collapse.

But then she received more calls like this, and she gradually got used to it.

Suffering falls again and again, and people will also become numb.

The day before yesterday, after she calmly handed back the critical illness notice to the nurse, she refused to be accompanied by nurse Xiaohong, and sat down outside the ward, waiting for the verdict to be pronounced again.

There was silence in the hallway, and occasionally one or two sobs and two lamentations could be heard from the corner, which would soon disappear.

The world is very quiet, and it doesn't care about the death or rebirth of a small life.