Chapter 38 Song Tingyu, You Don't Deserve to Be Weixi's Father (3)

Chapter 38 Song Tingyu, you don't deserve to be Vichy's father (3)

Worried that the dress would slip, Su Ran did not dare to struggle too hard at the moment.

But Song Tingyu didn't seem to hear her and just carried her downstairs.

The quarrel between the two of them woke up the rest of Madam song The song family. She opened the door of the room and walked out. What she saw was Su Ran's disheveled appearance, while Song Tingyu carried her away.

"Song Tingyu, what are you doing?!" Mrs. Song was very popular, "Put Ran Ran down quickly."

Song Tingyu did not turn back or make a sound.

Seeing that she couldn't stop Song Tingyu, Mrs. Song ordered the servants, "You haven't stopped him yet!"

A few servants were about to step forward, but song ting was shocked by the cold glare in his eyes, "Get out of here!"

Su Ran was still stuffed into the car by Song Tingyu, and as soon as he came in, he immediately locked it.

Even if old Mrs. Song ran out with her men, she could not help but watch him drive away.

Su Ran fell into the back seat of the car in such a mess that he didn't wear shoes and only had a thin dress on him except for his underwear.

She was trembling with anger. She was thinking that if she had something in her hand now, she would not hesitate to hit the man driving in front of her!

After stuffing her in the car, Song Tingyu stopped caring about her and focused on driving.

The speed of the car was so fast that it almost reached the speed of destruction.

You can imagine how anxious he was right now!

Su Ran flipped through the dress a few times and was glad that it hadn't broken under the intense pull. Otherwise, Song Tingyu wouldn't care what she was wearing at the hospital. Would she have to appear in front of everyone naked?

Without a word, she put on her crumpled dress, although it was expensive.

Through the mirror in front of the car, she could see herself clearly. Her hair was messy, her makeup was messy, and she looked like a crazy woman.

She laughed at herself and wondered why she could still smile.

At the hospital, Song Tingyu didn't even park his car in the parking lot. Instead, he stopped at one side and opened the door in the back seat to pull Su Ran out of the car.

Of course, Su Ran wouldn't, but his strength was no match for this man!

She refused to leave, so he picked her up and took her to the operating room building.

When he put her down on the elevator, she immediately retreated to the corner and looked at the man in front of her with guarded eyes.

There was air conditioning in the elevator. It was deep winter and late at night, but Su Ran was wearing only a thin dress and no shoes.

She had already felt a chill enveloping her.

She could not help but tremble and sneeze.

Song Tingyu finally looked up at her, her eyes heavy, and suddenly reached out his hand to pull her over to his side.

Su Ran struggled subconsciously, but was tightly surrounded by him. He did not speak. He held her hand in his big hand and felt cold.

Both of them were wearing very little, and he had nothing to protect himself from the cold except a shirt.

Although his body temperature made her feel warmer when he leaned over, she hated his embrace and desperately tried to push him away.

"Song Tingyu, don't be so hypocritical here. I won't give Bai Zhirui a blood transfusion!"

Song Tingyu seemed to be angered and pressed her into a corner. His voice was cold, "It's not up to you!"

Just after he said this, the elevator door opened and reached their destination.

He pointed to the open elevator door, "If you want to watch Vichy get into trouble, you can leave immediately."

Su Ran froze in place. After a long time, he turned around mechanically and looked at Song Tingyu in disbelief.

For a moment, she really thought she heard wrong.

But she knew she didn't.

She heard it clearly.

Song Tingyu was threatening her with Song Weixi's life.

She felt her body tremble, not because of the cold weather, but because of the cold that emanated from her heart.

Before she could react, her hand had already moved forward, and she slapped Song Tingyu's handsome face hard.

"Song Tingyu, you don't deserve to be Vichy's father!"

After she finished speaking, she walked out of the elevator, but she did not leave. Instead, she followed Song Tingyu to the operating room.

She had no choice.

Song Tingyu could say that for Bai Zhirui's sake. What else could she do?

She really wanted to see if Song Tingyu would let them die if baizhirui died, but she couldn't joke about Song Weixi.

Because Song Weixi was her life.

As su ran had expected, Shen Jing stood outside the operating room, looking extremely nervous and anxious.

Seeing her appear behind Song Tingyu, she was agitated and pointed at her, "Trial, when is it? Why did you bring her here? Don't forget that Zhirui has lost his child and is still alive and dead. She's the one who caused it!"

Song Tingyu pursed her thin lips, "She's type b."

Shen Jing saw hope in an instant and looked at the doctor beside him, "Doctor, quick, take her to draw blood to save the patient inside."

The doctor ordered the nurse to come over and take Su Ran to the blood drawing room. Su Ran followed her to the room. When she lay on the bed, it was probably because she was dressed so strangely that the little nurse looked at her several times.

Su Ran felt his head heavy and ignored it.

"It's going to hurt a little, hold it in."

Su Ran did not speak. He closed his eyes and felt the sharp needle prick into his skin.

She felt more and more dizzy and painful. She didn't know if it was over. She fell asleep with her eyes closed.

When she woke up, she looked around and realized that she was no longer in the blood drawing room, but in a ward covered with a coat.

She didn't know how she got here, nor did she know who the man's coat was, but it was still dark outside.

Su Ran took off his coat and got up from the bed.

The door was opened from the outside at this time.

She looked over. It was Song Tingyu and his assistant, Tang Zichu.

Song Tingyu stared at her for a while, but did not speak.

Su Ran knew that he could come over to her now, which meant that Bai Zhirui had passed the critical period, so there was no point in keeping her blood bank here.

Without even looking at Song Tingyu, she walked past him and prepared to leave.

"Where are you going?"

Song ting grabbed her arm and opened his mouth, his voice a little hoarse.