With Murong Zheng's words, in less than half an hour, Zhao Yaning received a transfer notice from the hospital, saying that he had been transferred to another department.

Gong Qing was also transferred to a new ward at this time, "Boss, this ......"

He looked at Murong Qiao with some embarrassment, he didn't think that he would let the boss spend so much.

"Lie down, heal your injuries and go back to acting." Murong Qiao reassured him.

Gong Qing had no choice but to nod her head, she couldn't help but be happy, and after Murong Qiao left, she looked at the surrounding equipment and environment in a new way.

If he himself would definitely be reluctant to spend so much money, he could lie here now, it would still be free, Gong Qing was secretly refreshed, and Murong Qiao's image in his heart suddenly became great.

The boss is the best in the world!

After the visit was over, Murong Qiao sent Gong Qing's situation to An Nuo and said it, and then returned to Murong Mansion.

When he got home, Murong Qiao turned on his mobile phone and just saw that the person he sent to keep an eye on Nankang had news.

[Nankang is checking Zheng Yue's recent situation. 】

The man didn't talk much, and sent all the photos he took to Murong Qiao.

Most of them are intimate photos of Zheng Yue and Nankang, and the angles taken are very exquisite, so that people who look at the photos can almost see the relationship between the two at a glance.

Murong Qiao looked at it roughly and didn't bother anymore, anyway, it wouldn't be long before Zheng Yue would come to her again.

Things were just as she expected, less than a week after separating from Zheng Yue in the hospital last time, Zheng Yue came to Murong Qiao for help again.

[I'm so unwell, can Qiaoqiao please accompany me to the hospital for a check-up.] [tears]] Zheng Yue sent a pitiful expression.

She touched her stomach after sending this message, she still had a twitching pain from yesterday to now, and even had blood streaks when she went to the toilet, which scared Zheng Yue's face to turn white at that time.

Her first thought was to go for an examination, and she could use her own name, and if Nankang became suspicious, she would know everything if she checked the records.

In desperation, Zheng Yue had no choice but to ask Murong Qiao for help.

Murong Qiao's fingertips tapped on the screen, [You haven't told him yet? 】

With a little doubt in his words, and the meaning that he didn't want to move, Zheng Yue noticed it at once.

[He's not available today...... And the company seems to be busy lately. Zheng Yue explained in a panic.

Murong Qiao looked at the message sent by Zheng Yue and flipped through his memory, as if there was indeed such a thing.

When she paid attention to Nankang before, she naturally included the company's recent situation.

Recently, Nankang seems to be paying attention to a project, which is the development of a piece of land, and is frequently discussing cooperation with relevant people.

When she saw Murong Qiao asking, she didn't seem to want to go, so she was secretly anxious, and the speed of typing and replying to messages became faster, and she sent two or three at once.

[I really can't stand the pain, Jojo. 】

[Please come with me, you're my best friend......]

Zheng Yue's worries about the fetus trumped everything, and the tone of the message was full of pleading, and her posture couldn't be lower.

Murong Qiao's fingertips slid the message and stopped at the one she begged for.

Best friend?

Murong Qiao couldn't help laughing, looking at Zheng Yue's very "affectionate" sentence playfully, not only was he not moved, but he couldn't even hold back his laughter.

I'm afraid it's only her "friend".

Murong Qiao's requirements for Zheng Yue's borrowed dresses and jewelry were all satisfied, but Zheng Yue didn't pay anything, and said that the two were good friends.

She felt sarcastic in her heart, but she still decided to agree to Zheng Yue's request, after all, without her help, how could Zheng Yue perform a peerless show for herself?

Zheng Yue only felt that it had been a long, long time since she had sent the last message, and it was so long that she thought that Murong Qiao was not going to help her, only to see a few words in the other party's input appear on the screen.

[Yes, just the same hospital last time.] 】

Zheng Yue's eyes lit up for a moment, and then she quickly got up, cleaned up as fast as she could in her life, and left the house in a hurry.

Time waits for no one, and she must not lose this child.

Zheng Yue, who was walking in a hurry, lost a little caution, and didn't notice that someone was staying aside, and just took a photo of her in a hurry to go out.

Murong Qiao and Zheng Yue met in the hospital and registered to the doctor's room.

"You ......," the old doctor pushed his glasses and frowned, "there are signs of miscarriage." ”

He looked at the test results given by the computer screen, and then moved his gaze to the patient, and saw that Zheng Yue was a little girl and was stunned for a moment, but he didn't say anything inexplicably.

Murong Qiao accompanied her and listened to the old doctor's words clearly, and happened to see Zheng Yue's pale face.

Zheng Yue opened her mouth, "That...... So what to do? I want to give birth. ”

The child is her bargaining chip, if the chip is lost, then the gamble will not become a must-lose situation?

"You need to supplement more nutrition recently, and you should also pay attention to your physical ......," the old doctor told Zheng Yue, putting aside the list of checks just now.

Murong Qiao took it in his hand and looked at it, watching Zheng Yue and the old doctor chatting intently, and took a picture of the list with his mobile phone.

The registration is in her name, but it is still up to the patient to check these, so Zheng Yue's list on the list is particularly conspicuous, and there is also a pregnant B-ultrasound below, so you can know that she is pregnant at a glance.

[The information you asked you to collect before, plus this photo, will be sent to Nankang together. She sent a message to a person.

This should be her first small gift to Nankang.

"Let's go, Jojo." Zheng Yue called her.

Murong Qiao raised his head in response, put his phone in his pocket, stood up and left with Zheng Yue.

There is no hurry for anything else, the focus at the moment is Zheng Yue.

"I'll be going to school in a while, Zheng Yue." Murong Qiao reminded her.

The two walked out of the hospital side by side, the dazzling sunlight shining overhead, Murong Qiao walked outside, had to reach out to cover the sun, and then turned his head to look at Zheng Yue, who was covered tightly and dressed in black.

She stood in the shadows, her mask-covered eyes a little gloomy.

Zheng Yue seemed to be half a beat slower, and only nodded in response to her after two or three seconds, "...... I want to take a leave of absence. ”

Sure enough, Murong Qiao thought to himself.

In fact, before she asked this sentence, she could imagine what Zheng Yue would say.

"However, after the start of the school year, I can no longer live in his house." Zheng Yue pursed her lips and said the difficulty.

She is pregnant, and it won't be long before her body shape changes, and it will become more and more noticeable.

The matter of going to school was directly crossed out by Zheng Yue from the options, and she needed an environment where she could raise her baby with peace of mind.

Zheng Yue is not an assistant at all now, she is directly raised by Nankang at home, and the money in and out of her hand is recorded, so she can't rent a house outside if she wants to.

When encountering difficulties, thinking of Murong Qiao was already Zheng Yue's conditioned reflex.

As soon as she wanted to ask Murong Qiao to help, her mobile phone vibrated and it was Nankang's message, asking her what she was doing.

"Qiaoqiao, I'll go back first, thank you for accompanying me to see a doctor today!" Zheng Yue hurriedly said goodbye.

She was afraid that Nan Kang would find out about going out at home at this time, and she would suddenly have no time to say anything else to Murong Qiao.

In the days after the separation, Murong Qiao's company walked at both ends of the house, helping Zheng Yue cover from time to time, and the winter vacation passed in a flash.

(End of chapter)