Murong Rong followed and shouted her daughter's name desperately, not even caring about bumping into other people.
"Boss, are you okay?"
The man who was hit looked a little pale, and the bandage wrapped on his arm gradually turned red.
Qin Yehan didn't care about the man at all, he still stared at Murong Rong's figure, his handsome face full of surprise: "It's her."
The subordinates also recognized it: "Isn't this the woman next to Rong Jiuci?"
Qin Yehan turned around and ordered: "Go and find out what happened? Maybe this is our chance."
…
Murong Rong stood at the door of the emergency room like a statue, looking at the red light.
The light projected from the top of the corridor stretched her figure, making her look particularly lonely.
I don’t know how long it took, maybe a century, before the door to the emergency room was opened.
Murong Rong rushed over immediately: "Doctor! How is my daughter?"
"Come to the office with me and talk."
The doctor poured a glass of water, put it in front of Murong Rong, sighed and said: "An An's illness has been stabilized for the time being, but her condition is very bad. Even if she can survive this dangerous period, she may get sick at any time. The next time will be very serious.
Maybe he is not so lucky, and there will be no way to save him by then.
Therefore, you should find the father of your child as soon as possible and ask him to do a stem cell test. Oh, relatives at home can also do a test. At the same time, you should also hurry up and have a second child as soon as possible."
Murong Rong nodded repeatedly. After coming out of the office, his legs were weak and he could hardly stand.
"Rong Rong, are you okay?" Ji Baibai supported Murong Rong and looked at her worriedly.
"It's okay." Murong Rongmian forced a smile: "Didn't you let me go back? Why didn't you leave?"
Last night she asked Ji Baibai to go back and rest.
Ji Baibai said: "It's already dawn."
Murong Rong couldn't help but murmured to himself: "So it's already dawn?"
"How is An'an?"
"It's not very good." Murong Rong repeated the doctor's words in a low voice.
Ji Baibai was frightened when he heard this, and couldn't help but murmured: "Wasn't it already fine? Why did it suddenly happen like this?"
Murong Rong said nothing, standing at the door of the intensive care unit, looking at An An quietly through the glass on the door.
An An has recovered a bit during this period, but she is still much smaller than other children of the same age. At this time, lying on a snow-white hospital bed with various instruments inserted into her body, she looks even thinner.
Her daughter had really suffered too much. Thinking of this, Murong Rong's body began to tremble uncontrollably.
Her eyes were extremely red, her lips were biting tightly, and a whimpering sound came from her throat.
Ji Baibai also felt very uncomfortable. He walked over and hugged Murong Rong hard: "Rong Rong, don't be like this, everything will be fine. An'an will be fine."
"Um."
"Go back and rest for a while. An An still needs you. You must not fall down. You must take care of yourself, you know?"
Murong Rong did not refuse, handed An An to Ji Baibai and left the hospital.
She called a private investigator for information.
The private detective couldn't help but vomit bitterly: "Miss Mu, I have really tried my best. During this period of time, all the male publicists in Rongcheng have been asked to do so. I have to look at their backs every time, and they think I have something.
There’s a problem, but there’s really no news yet.”
Murong Rong had no choice but to plead with him: "Detective Wang, I know it's very difficult for you, but I really ask you to hurry up, my daughter... my daughter can't hold it anymore."
The detective sighed and responded.
After hanging up the phone, Murong Rong took a taxi to Nantong Community.
This was her home before she got married.
When she arrived, Li Xiuqin was about to go shopping with her neighbor. When she saw Murong Rong, she could only make an appointment with her neighbor next time with regret.
"Come in." Li Xiuqin opened it and let Murong Rong in: "I don't have your slippers at home, so just come in with your own shoes."
Murong Rong took a look at the empty shoe rack, a slight trance flashed in his eyes, and a very long-standing memory appeared in his mind.
I remember it was three days after she returned home after marrying Song Chuhe.
When she just walked in, her mother didn't ask her if she was having a good time at the Song family, nor did she ask her why Song Chuhe didn't go back with her.
Instead, he told her: "Murong Rong, since you are married, you are a member of the Song family. From now on, you must put your husband's family first, and always go back to your mother's family if you have nothing to do."
Later, when she came back, her mother would drive her back. As time went by, she came back less and less. I don’t know when, there was not even a pair of her slippers on the shoe rack at home.
In the past, I often heard people say that a girl would have no family after she got married. She always laughed it off, but now she realizes it deeply.
No, she still has a family, and she still has An An. As long as her daughter is here, she has a family.
Murong Rong took a deep breath and said, "Mom, An An is sick again. Her condition is very serious. I want to beg you to do a stem cell test. If there is a match, An An will be saved."
Li Xiuqin's face suddenly darkened when she heard this: "I thought you had figured it out and wanted to save your husband, but I didn't expect it was for that bastard."
Murong couldn't bear it anymore: "An'an is not a bastard, she is my daughter!"
"Okay, now that you've got the guts, you actually dare to yell at me, get out of here, I don't have a daughter like you!"
"Mom, I'm sorry. It's my bad attitude. You can hit me or scold me. All I ask is that you go get a test. Mom, I beg you."
"Get out! Get out!" Li Xiuqin didn't listen at all and drove Murong Rong out.
"mom!"
Murong Rong was outside patting the door, but no matter how she called, the door never opened.
Murong Rong left in despair. She never expected that her mother would be so heartless and would not take a test no matter how much she begged her.
As soon as Murong Rong walked up the stairs, she saw Ji Baibai standing at the door of the ward.
"Bai Bai, why are you at the door? Are you An An?" Murong Rong's expression suddenly changed.
"No, no." Ji Baibai saw Murong Rong's face turning pale and said quickly: "It's Mr. Rong who came to see An An. His aura was too strong and I couldn't hold it in anymore so I came out."
Murong Rong was stunned: "You mean Mr. Rong?"
"Well, I think so." Ji Baibai urged: "Hurry up and take a look."
Murong Rong nodded, opened the door of the ward and walked in.
Rong Jiuci was sitting beside the hospital bed, looking sideways at the sleeping An An with a very gentle expression.
Murong Rong's heart skipped a beat. At this moment, she suddenly felt that An An looked very much like Rong Jiuci.
The next second, she pushed this thought out. She really wanted to find that man and wanted to go crazy, so she associated Rong Jiuci with the man that night.
How could a man like Rong Jiuci go to an entertainment club to work as a male publicist?