In front of the hospital's operating room.
Ling Ling looked at the red light on the door anxiously. She was so anxious that she was about to cry. "If the child can't be saved, how can Miss Ye live?"
Ling Han frowned and looked at her. He said coldly, "Did she say that if the child is gone, she won't live? If that's the case? "
Ling Ling's face froze. Only then did she remember that Ling Han was still behind her. "No … she didn't say that."
Seeing Ling Han's gloomy face, she quickly explained, "But Miss Ye doesn't like to go out or talk since she came back. She's only willing to say a few words when the child is mentioned. I can see that the child is her only support now."
Ling Han's face darkened even more. His voice was very cold. "It's just a child. If it's gone, we can always have another."
Before the operation, the doctor had said that the mother would be fine, but the child might not be saved.
Ling Ling looked at Ling Han and gritted her teeth. She made up her mind and said in a choked voice, "Young Master, maybe you don't think it's a big deal, but the child is one with the mother. It's like a piece of the mother's flesh. How can she give it up? If anything happens to the child, I'm afraid Miss Ye will be depressed in the future."
Ling Han frowned and stared at Ling Ling. Just as he was about to speak, he saw the doctor come out of the operating room.
"How is it?"
He asked.
The doctor looked at Ling Han meaningfully. "Who are you to her?"
Ling Han frowned. "I'm her husband."
"There's no problem. The bleeding is because of external injuries. She just needs to rest well in the future. She can't have sex until her wounds are completely healed. Even after she gives birth, she can't have sex anymore."
After saying this, the doctor stared at Ling Han unhappily. He couldn't help but say, "It's okay for a young couple to be young and vigorous. But you have to be careful. If you hurt your body, it's going to be a big problem. You're going to be a father. Why can't you control yourself?"
Ling Ling's face turned red. When she saw the bed being pushed out, she quickly followed it, leaving Ling Han alone in the corridor to listen to the doctor's scolding.
He didn't show any displeasure. He allowed the doctor to say a few words and followed him to go through the hospitalization procedures.
When Ye Huanyan woke up, there was no one around her. She was in a small, clean room. Looking around, she could only see blue or white. It was very cold.
She touched her lower abdomen and heaved a sigh of relief when she found that the child was still there.
"Ah, Miss Ye, why are you up?" Lingling was standing at the door with a hot water bottle in her hand. When she saw Ye Huanyan sit up in bed, she let out a cry of surprise. She hurriedly put down the water bottle and walked over to the bed.
"The doctor said that your wound has been stitched up, so you can't move around now."
Ye Huanyan's fair fingers touched her lower abdomen through the quilt. She looked up at Lingling, her eyes full of questions.
"The child is fine. The doctor said that it's just an external wound. Stay in the hospital for observation for a few days. If it doesn't bleed, we can leave."
Ye Huanyan nodded and lay back on the pillow. She turned her gaze to the door.
"Young Master sent you here. He waited until the surgery was over. Then he left after receiving a call. He told me to take good care of you. Young Master still cares about you."
Ye Huanyan's eyes dimmed a little. She didn't comment.
Did he care? If he really cared, why would he let her lie in this place covered in scars time and time again?
She had accumulated too much disappointment. If it weren't for this child, she really didn't know if she would have been able to hold on.
In an open space by the river in the suburbs of Lanjiang City, a bulldozer was carrying out preliminary repairs on the ground.
Ling Han was in the middle of the crowd, wearing a hard hat. Even though he was wearing an orange hard hat, it still couldn't change his noble temperament. Standing in the crowd with a height of 1.87 meters, he was always particularly eye-catching.
Beside him stood the senior engineer of the real estate project, who was holding a blueprint and explaining to the open space in front of him.
"Our resort is mainly planned to be built according to the Lanjiang River. Plus, this place is close to Tangshan. A few hot springs can be used as the resort's signboard …"
The engineer talked about a lot of ideas and waited for Ling Han to speak. After waiting for a long time, he didn't hear anything.
At first, he thought that he had said something wrong. When he looked up, he saw that Ling Han looked absent-minded, staring at the river in the distance.
"President Ling?" He hesitated and called out.
Ling Han quickly came back to his senses and said calmly, "Let's do as you say."
At the factory entrance not far from this open space, a young woman dressed elegantly got out of a black Rolls-Royce. She had a limited edition black Chanel clutch in her hand. When she got out of the car, she was blinded by the flying dust. She couldn't help but raise her hand to block the dust and looked at the construction site in the distance.
She said in disgust, "What's going on? Isn't that our land? When did we start developing it? "
As soon as the young woman spoke, her tone was very sharp.
The man who looked like an assistant said respectfully, "It's President Ling Han from the Pleasure Group, President Ling. After President Zhuang went to prison a year ago, the bidding for this land was put on hold. Later on, the Pleasure Group bought it. It seems to be similar to President Zhuang's project at that time. They are also developing a resort."
Hearing that, the young woman laughed disapprovingly. "What President Zhuang? She's already a prisoner. If you ask me, this land is useless. We're building a cement factory here, and they're building a resort. The sewage discharged here will mix with their resort's sewage. Who would dare to go there? This Ling is the same as Zhuang Suqiu. She's as stupid as Zhuang Suqiu. "
After saying that, she walked into the factory. Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of a tall figure in the middle of the crowd from the corner of her eye. Her eyes froze and she stopped in her tracks.
His figure was tall and handsome, especially his eyes that were as deep as a pool of water. His dignified appearance made people unable to look away from him in the dust.
"Who did you just say was that person?" She was a little stunned.
The assistant was stunned. "President Ling of the Pleasure Group."
While the young woman was in a daze, a figure in a suit walked out of the factory. He was past his middle age and could no longer find the heroic bearing of the past. The expensive suit did not seem to be able to hide his bloated figure.
"Mei 'er, why are you standing at the door? There's so much dust." The middle-aged man smiled as soon as he saw her. He put his hand on her shoulder and looked at her bulging belly with a smile. "How's my good son today?"
The young woman quickly came back to her senses and gently broke free from his arms. She said coquettishly, "There's someone here."
The man didn't care and laughed. "So what? You're going to marry me anyway. You have my son in your belly! This is my first son, so I'll definitely treasure him like a treasure. "
The young woman's face darkened slightly. "But President Zhuang will be out soon. Will you talk to her about divorce?"
The middle-aged man frowned and hesitation appeared in his eyes.
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