Sick beauty enemy is pregnant with my cub

Qin Mo knew that Jiang Chuyin's heart was also not good, and he himself had become a doctor after a long illness. Seeing the data on the monitor and Jiang Chuyin's state, he knew something about it, but he was still a little puzzled;

"Today is Chinese New Year, why do you live here?"

From the looks of it, Jiang Chuyin didn't look like the person who came to offer incense today should live in the temple. He knew that Jiang's family was in Yancheng, so how could he appear in the temple in Kuncheng during the Chinese New Year?

The lip color of the person on the bed was lavender, and his breathing was a bit short of breath. It was a typical strained breathing. Although he was panting a bit urgently, it seemed that he couldn't take every breath. Even Song Jing felt that it was too hard when he saw it. Jiang Chuyin smiled faintly, and spoke in a soft but panting voice;

"This Baoguo Temple...was originally in Yancheng, but moved here later, I cough, my mother used to come here to eat vegetarian food before the first day of junior high school, I used to be with her when I was young, now I come back I've decided to come and have a look..."

He spoke intermittently, pressing his heart with his slender hands, his eyelashes covered his eyes with thick crow feathers, his brows were slightly frowned, the blood pressure and blood oxygen on one side fluctuated, Zhao Yu immediately sat beside him to adjust Increased oxygen supply, hands in circles on his heart regularly, while talking to him softly;

"It's okay, take your time, close your eyes and nourish your spirit when you're tired."

Jiang Chuyin's eyes closed weakly, and the hand that was still stuck with the needle gently shook his wrist, and his lips raised a slight arc, as if silently comforting him, Song Jing was actually not He didn't know the two people in front of him, but he suddenly felt a little sad at this scene, and subconsciously held Qin Mo's hand.

It took Jiang Chuyin a long while to breathe a sigh of relief, but the forehead was already covered with sweat, and he looked at the person in front of him;

"I'm laughing..."

Qin Mo naturally shook his head indifferently;

"I came here just to see who established the foundation. If possible, I would also like to invest in this foundation."

He could tell that Jiang Chuyin's condition was not good, so to cut a long story short, Jiang Chuyin smiled, his brows and eyes were tired;

"It's Xiaoyong Nong's foundation. It wants to pray for me and help those who have a chance to be cured. It's a good thing that Mr. Qin wants to inject capital..."

Now that he has passed today, he doesn't know if he can open his eyes tomorrow, and he doesn't know when the heart in his chest will stop beating. He knows that Zhao Yu is afraid, and he doesn't know what to do to keep him. Let's accumulate blessings for him in this way, and even he obeys everything he wants to do, including going to the temple with him on this New Year's Eve.

Zhao Yu gently scratched Jiang Chuyin's palm with his fingers, and looked up at Qin Mo;

"It's good for Mr. Qin to inject capital. After the Spring Festival is over, I will go to Qin's to visit Mr. Qin."

Qin Mo smiled;

"You don't need to look for me anymore, Qin is in charge of him now, so you can look for him."

As he spoke, he pointed at Song Jing beside him. Jiang Chuyin's eyes fell on the person beside Qin Mo. Although he was not in Kuncheng, Kuncheng was not far from Yancheng. Almost everyone knows that it has become a trending topic, and he has also heard a little about the matter between him and Song Jing. His eyes lingered on the two people in front of him, and he spoke with a smile for a long time;

"Congratulations, both of you."

As soon as this sentence landed, Jiang Chuyin suddenly pressed his heart, panting quickly, and suddenly coughed violently, Zhao Yu immediately sat up halfway with his arms around him, rubbing his heart from time to time, but Jiang Chuyin couldn't stop coughing , there was a whistling sound in the chest, and Song Jing was a little nervous;

"Do I need to call 120?"

Zhao Yu shook his head and immediately pressed a shortcut key. Within a minute, someone came in from outside. The man seemed to be about the same age as Jiang Chuyin. He immediately put on an oxygen mask for Jiang Chuyin, rubbed his hands on his heart, and put his hands on the bed. The person held Zhao Yu's hand weakly, coughing and coughing unexpectedly brought out pale pink blood foam, which stained the oxygen mask red, and his thin body was like a floating leaf, as if he was about to dissipate if he couldn't catch him.

Although Zhao Yu's face is still calm, but only he knows how scared he is. Seeing the person in front of him in such pain, he is afraid that he will no longer persist, but for a moment he wonders if he is relieved It will stop the pain, but he is a selfish person after all, he selfishly hopes that Jiang Chuyin can continue to stay by his side.

Qin Mo didn't expect it to be so serious. Jiang Chuyin had lost all energy after all this tossing. After taking a breath, he was too tired to open his eyes. Qin Mo didn't bother him anymore when he saw that his condition had stabilized. , Zhao Yu got up to see him off, his face was a little pale but he still spoke politely;

"Slow down."

Qin Mo waved his hand slightly, he paused for a while, but still asked;

"How is President Jiang doing now?"

Mentioning this, Zhao Yong finally showed panic and fear on his face, he raised his head slightly to endure the damp heat in his eyes;

"Left ventricular heart failure, need to wait for heart transplantation."

Qin Mo's heart is not good, and Song Jing has done a lot of homework. The seriousness of this sentence makes them both a little silent. Song Jing even has a fear. Qin Mo knows that waiting for a heart transplant is the only thing for heart failure patients. It's an opportunity, but he knows how hard it is to find a suitable source of heart;

"Tomorrow you will give me a copy of Mr. Jiang's match, and I hope I can do my best for him."

When returning home at night, Song Jing and Qin Mo were a little silent in the car, after a while Song Jing turned around and hugged the people beside him;

"Thank you for coming out well. In fact, when I saw Zhao Yu just now, I understood his fear very well. I felt panicked when I saw him."

He understood that feeling too well, but he didn't know what else to do to keep his lover, Qin Mo raised his hand and patted him on the back, he never thought that his situation would be like this when he saw Jiang Chuyin again;

"Heart transplant surgery has matured quite a bit now. The most important thing now is to wait for a suitable donor heart. I believe they will be able to wait for it. Tomorrow I will ask someone to enter his information into Qin's hospital. "

The Qin family has invested a lot in the medical field over the years, and its hospitals have also cooperated with the heart center, so they can also participate in the donor queue, but whether they can wait for a donor in Jiang Chuyin's limited time depends on fate.

The two of them didn't go to invite Ping An Fu again, and it was past three o'clock when they got home. Qin Mo's energy was low, and he fell asleep in a daze. The clothes wrapped around him gently carried him back to the room, but he didn't want this scene to be seen by a pair of eyes upstairs.

Qin Mo just woke up upstairs, still thinking about the child in a daze;

"Go and see Little Orange."

Song Jing hugged him to bed;

"The little one is asleep."

The white and fat little guy on the crib on one side was soundly asleep. After calculating the time, it would be six o'clock when he got up again. He helped Qin Mo to take a bath and quickly let him lie down. After such a long time, this person It was the first time that he stayed up late like this. In the morning, Song Jing would hear the little guy humming and wanted to wake up, so he immediately got up and picked up the little guy and went to the next door. Qin Mo's heart is not good, after staying up all night, it is best to rest now.

When we got to the next door, Song Jing thought that the little thing was going to be hungry and cried, but the little thing was just moaning, the sound was not loud but it didn't feel right. He changed his diaper as usual. The diapers are full of loose stools, and the amount is not the same as usual. It’s a mess. Is this diarrhea?Song Jing's voice was a little anxious;

"Aunt Zhang, did Xiao Chengzi have diarrhea last night?"

The baby nurse just prepared the milk powder and came over to check on the baby's condition;

"No, this diaper was changed at 03:30, and there was no diarrhea at that time."

Song Jing also had an impression. He had just helped Qin Mo out of the bathroom when Aunt Zhang came in to change Xiao Chengzi's diapers. It was not loose stools but watery stools once. The little thing cried hard but the voice was not as loud as usual. Song Jing was a little anxious. Aunt Zhang noticed that the child's breathing was not right, and he swallowed unconsciously. hugged the child and made him turn sideways slightly;

"Little Orange wants to vomit."

Sure enough, as soon as she finished speaking, Xiao Chengzi choked and coughed. The child is too young to vomit, so it is easy to choke in such a situation. Aunt Zhang immediately hugged him, and her hands were rhythmically hollow on the child's back. Clapping her palms, Song Jing was anxious to see her son suffer;

"I'm taking him to the hospital now."

The child was sick and could not be delayed, so Aunt Zhang packed up her things immediately, Song Jing lowered her head and coaxed the child;

"Don't be afraid, little Chengzi. Daddy is here. Daddy will take you to the hospital right now. It's okay. We'll be fine if we just have a stomachache."

While talking, he quickly helped the child clean up and put on new diapers. He also put on one-piece pajamas to prevent the child from getting a cold stomach. After wrapping up with a quilt on one side, he was about to go downstairs.

Qin Mo didn't go to bed until almost four o'clock, and it's only 06:30 now. He shouldn't wake up right now. He has a bad heart and only slept for two hours after staying up late. Song Jing didn't dare to wake him up rashly, just wanted to Hurry up and take the child to the hospital for examination.

He just went downstairs with the child when he ran into Jiang Bo who also came out of the room. The two looked at each other for a moment. Song Jing ignored him and wanted to go downstairs with the child, but he didn't want to be stopped by him;

"Mr. Song, where are you going with the baby this morning?"

The defensiveness in the words was obvious during the speech, the child in her arms was still crying, Song Jing couldn't settle down, so there was no time for that nonsense here;

"Step aside."

Qin Bo didn't give way;

"Mr. Song, you have to tell me where you go out with the baby. Does my second brother know that you go out with the baby?"

The second brother he mentioned naturally refers to Qin Mo;

"He is still asleep. The child has a cold. I will take him to the hospital first and get out of the way."

Qin Bo lowered his head in concern, then frowned;

"This kid belongs to my second brother, so it's fine if I didn't see it. Now that I see it, I can't even say hello to him. If something happens to the kid, not only will I be in trouble if you can't explain it clearly, but Wake up my second brother, he said to go to the hospital and go to the hospital."

What he said almost made it written on his face that this child is not yours, and that you want to harm this child when you go out. If Song Jing hadn't been holding the child in his arms, he would have done it already;

"Stop, he didn't go to bed until after three o'clock, and it's only been two hours now. You know he's not in good health. Why do you disturb him at this time?"

He didn't want to pester him any more, and was about to walk around him and go downstairs, but Qin Bo directly stopped him;

"Song Jing, why don't you think about your peace of mind, taking the child out early in the morning behind my second brother's back, who knows what you are going to do?"

"If you still want to hang around in the Qin family and wait to die, hurry up and get out, Qin Bo, this is my last warning to you."

Song Jing can't fight him directly now, but he doesn't mind tearing his face. Anyway, the person in front of him will be liquidated sooner or later. When he started to deal with Qin Bo in front of him, his movements suddenly stopped. Looking at the person in front of him, a thought suddenly came to his mind, he can't leave now, this is not his house, this is the old house of the Qin family, and the Qin family lives here Aren't they all of the same mind with Qin Mo, especially Qin Bo in front of him, if Qin Mo is not healthy and he leaves, what if something happens to him?

Qin Bo was ready to make things big. He knew that Qin Mo's heart was not good, so the bigger the noise, the better. Besides, he was worried about his nephew. After all, even if Song Jing married Qin Mo, it would be too late There is no blood relationship with this child. It is normal for him to take the child away early in the morning and he stops him. Even if Qin Mo wakes up, it is impossible to say anything about him. He wants to see whether his son is important or Song Jing.

But at this moment, Song Jing suddenly stopped, patted the child slightly, and looked towards Qin Bo;

"You're right, you really should let him know, and I'll go back and tell him."

After speaking, he didn't wait for Qin Bo's reaction and immediately returned to the room with the child in his arms. The room was very quiet, and the cry of the child in his arms came in as soon as the door was opened. Qin Mo was extremely sensitive to the cry of the child, and his brows slightly He wrinkled and was about to wake up. It is easy to feel flustered and palpitated when he is about to wake up. Song Jing knew his situation and put the child in the crib and went to his side. Qin Mo woke up in a daze. , his heart beat quickly, Song Jing helped him smooth his heart;

"Wake up slowly, it's me."

Qin Mo held his hand subconsciously, his voice was still hoarse when he woke up;

"Well, is Xiao Chengzi awake?"

Knowing that he was flustered when he first woke up, Song Jing's hand didn't leave his heart;

"Well, wake up, take it easy."

"Come here, are you hungry?"

Qin Mo's body doesn't need anything else. After staying up all night, he will sleep for three hours. His heart is obviously swollen, but he still misses the child;

"Let me tell you, don't worry, Xiao Chengzi has a little diarrhea, and I want to take him to the hospital."

Song Jing whispered in his ear as softly as possible, Qin Mo immediately frowned, and immediately woke up, and was about to stand up, Song Jing hurriedly helped him;

"Diarrhea? Serious?"

The author says:

Mr. Jiang is almost end-stage heart failure;

Those who like Mr. Jiang can go to the next door to see;

"Behind the car of the squeamish and sick young man by mistake"

Guess why the little orange has diarrhea