"You finally woke up. You were fine but you fainted just now."
Hearing this somewhat familiar voice, Murong Rong turned her head and looked over, and it turned out to be the cat-like young man she had seen at the piano store.
"You sent me to the hospital?"
"No." Yanxi shook his head quickly. How dare he touch the young lady: "It's the master. The master was anxious when he saw you fainted just now."
It was clear that he looked indifferent at first, but in the end he walked over and hugged the person before he took two steps. He wanted to help, but he drove him away.
Tsk, man.
When Murong Rong heard this, she couldn't help turning her head and looked over, and saw the white-haired man standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.
At this time, the sky outside had darkened, and the deep and dense night made him feel even more cold and lonely. His figure made people feel inexplicably sad.
"Sir, more..."
"Chu Yunxiao."
The man suddenly interrupted Murong Rong and said softly: "You can call me by my name."
Murong paused for a moment: "Thank you very much, Mr. Chu."
"The master said you can call me by name, but I still call you Mr. Chu."
The young lady was like this when she first met her master.
Even though the master had already given permission for her to call her by name, she still stubbornly called her Master Chu.
Yanxi couldn't help but mutter: "You still refuse to admit your identity."
Murong Rong was speechless. She didn't know how to explain clearly. She really didn't have any signs of amnesia, and she confirmed that she was definitely not the young lady that Yan Xi said.
Murong Rong had no intention of continuing to dwell on this. After solemnly thanking him again, he opened the quilt and prepared to leave.
As soon as her feet touched the ground, someone held her shoulders firmly.
It was Chu Yunxiao, the man who was standing by the window just now: "Where are you going?"
Yanxi was shocked when he saw this, and immediately left the ward with great discernment.
This made Murong Rong's nerves even more tense, and the alertness in her eyes could no longer be concealed: "What do you want to do? This is a hospital!"
"It is precisely because this is a hospital that you should lie down and rest." Chu Yunxiao's expression couldn't help but become very ugly: "Do you know that if you were not lucky today, the child in your belly would not be safe!"
Murong Rong was stunned. Her eyes widened and she said in disbelief: "What did you say? I...I'm pregnant?"
"you do not know?"
"I don't know." Murong Rong was stunned. She couldn't help but confirm: "Am I really pregnant?"
"The test results show this. If you are pregnant, you can re-examine."
Murong Rong nodded blankly, still shocked by the news for a moment and unable to recover.
Suddenly a mobile phone was handed to Murong Rong: "Call."
"Who to call?"
"Your man." Chu Yunxiao said, "You don't want to tell him about such a big thing, right?"
Murong Rong was silent and said after a moment: "Don't tell him in a hurry, he doesn't want to hear the news at all now."
Chu Yunxiao looked at the sadness in Murong Rong's eyes, frowned but said nothing.
Murong Rong raised her head and couldn't help but said: "It seems that you don't regard me as your wife."
"It's not like I can't recognize my wife."
Even if Murong Rong looks like Mo Yan, he is not Mo Yan after all.
Murong Rong felt relieved and couldn't help but said: "It seems that you really love your wife."
Love?
Chu Yunxiao didn't know.
He only knew that Mo Yan was his, but she died and finally left his side.
"You should have a good rest."
"Thanks."
Chu Yunxiao nodded slightly and walked out of the ward.
When he reached the door of the ward, he stopped for a moment and turned to look at Murong Rong.
She was seen hugging the quilt and sitting on the bed, carefully touching her belly with her palms.
It was like touching some rare treasure.
Chu Yunxiao felt a pain in his heart and strode away.
pregnant?
Just when Murong Rong was still reeling from this sudden accident, someone knocked on the door of the ward again.
Yanxi opened the door and revealed a furry head: "Young Master..."
Thinking of the master's instructions, I could only reluctantly change my address: "Miss Mu, your mobile phone."
He handed Murong Rong's cell phone to her and said, "Your cell phone kept ringing just now. The owner was afraid that it would disturb you, so he asked me to take it outside. Now it has returned to its original owner."
"Thank you." Murong Rong thanked him politely.
"You're welcome." Yanxi glanced at Murong Rong again and again and said curiously, "Aren't you really my young lady?"
"no."
Yanxi circled the hospital bed several times: "How can you be so sure? What if you lose your memory? What if you are hypnotized by someone else and have your memory replaced? What if..."
Listening to Yanxi's long list of possible consequences, Murong Rong felt helpless: "Your master said so. Do you think he made a mistake?"
Yanxi subconsciously said: "How is this possible? My master will not admit the wrong young lady to anyone he admits wrongly?"
I remember that when the young lady married the master, Feng Shao deliberately found ten brides with the same figure as the young lady in order to mistreat the master. They all wore Xiuhe clothes and red headscarves, and they were ten meters apart for the master to choose.
The master still recognized the young lady at a glance.
Yanxi looked at Murong Rong's expression, sighed and said, "Okay, you convinced me, but I really hope I haven't been convinced by you."
He glanced at Murong Rong and left sadly.
As soon as Yanxi left, her cell phone rang. It was Li Xiuqin calling.
As soon as the connection was connected, Li Xiuqin's angry voice came over: "Murong Rong, what's going on with you? Didn't you agree that you're going to travel today? Look what time it is now? The bus has already left, you know?
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"I'm sorry, Mom, I didn't delay the time on purpose."
"Come here quickly. There is a train at nine o'clock in the evening. Come here quickly."
Murong Rong thought of the man's instructions just now and stroked her flat belly with her palms: "Mom, I can't make it."
Li Xiuqin was so angry that she didn't even give Murong Rong a chance to say what was behind her.
She roared angrily: "Murong Rong, if you dare not come, I will sever the mother-daughter relationship with you, and I will never have a daughter like you again!"
After saying that, he hung up the phone with a bang.
Only then did Murong Rong slowly say the next words: "I'm in the hospital now. I'm pregnant. I can't leave the hospital."
But her mother didn't listen at all, and didn't even give her a chance to finish what she said.
Murong Rong told herself that her mother was just too angry. After all, she had promised and then regretted it, and it was natural for her mother to be angry.
However, her heart still felt very uncomfortable, as heavy as a huge stone weighing on her.
Suddenly, there was a cramping pain in his lower abdomen. Murong Rong quickly covered his lower abdomen and pressed the call bell.
The doctor came quickly. After asking about Murong Rong's condition, he gave her a miscarriage injection.
The doctor solemnly warned her: "You are already weak. When you came to the hospital, you already showed signs of threatened abortion. If you still want this child, you must take good care of yourself. You must not be angry or make violent movements.