"Why didn't you come to me earlier?" Cui Zijian asked in a hoarse voice.

"I've read a lot of news about you and the one just now. I don't want to disturb you. I also had a fluke mentality. Maybe there are others in the world who have the same strange blood type as you. Isn't it silly? " Yang Yuye smiled bitterly.

If she could not worry too much and go to Cui Zijian early, maybe the baby wouldn't have to suffer so much.

"When can I have an operation?" Cui Zijian asked.

"It depends on the doctor's arrangement." Yang Yuye replied excitedly.

"I'll arrange it." Cui Zijian paused, "but I hope you can keep it a secret for me."

"OK."

"Thank you."

They came to the doctor's office together. Cui Zijian handed out his business card to the doctor.

"Hello, Mr. Cui." The doctor glanced at his business card and shook hands with Cui Zijian.

"This is my husband... My husband's brother. They have the same blood type. Doctor, when can I have an operation?" Yang Yuye asked eagerly.

When the doctor heard the speech, he looked at Cui Zijian and Yang Yuye in surprise. As far as he knew, Huasheng media had only one prince... He still didn't mind his own business and did his own job!

"It's next Monday." The doctor said.

Next Monday? He will have a wedding with ANN on Tuesday. If he has surgery on Monday

"Doctor, can you advance?" Cui Zijian said.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Cui. We invite experts to perform severe surgery every Monday. Today is full of surgery, and there's nothing I can do." The doctor spread his hands and said helplessly.

Yang Yuye saw Cui Zijian's dilemma, thought about it and said, "doctor, can my baby's body wait until next Monday?"

"Ms. Yang, we can't delay any longer. If we can't have the operation next Monday, I'm afraid the child..."

"Then do it next Monday!" Cui Zijian decisively interrupted the doctor's unfinished words, "please help us make an appointment for next Monday's operation."

"OK, Mr. Cui."

……

Out of the doctor's office, Yang Yuye couldn't help but say, "did it affect you? Why don't I discuss it with the doctor and see if there is any way to postpone it for a week? "

Cui Zijian took a look at Yang Yuye and felt a little strange, "didn't the doctor just say? The baby's body can't be delayed any more. It must be operated on next week! "

"But you..." Yang Yuye still hesitated.

"Don't worry, I have no problem. I'll come to the hospital next Monday."

The two returned to the ward one after another. Tang An'an was telling a story to the little boy. The boy listened very carefully.

"Dad!" The little boy first found Cui Zijian and shouted happily.

Cui Zijian smiled faintly and didn't agree. He went to Tang An'an and asked, "what story are you telling?"

Tang An'an smiled faintly, "just talk about it. Can we go back?"

Cui Zijian nodded, hugged Tang An'an and was about to go out. The little boy refused, "wow" burst into tears.

"Dad, don't go, don't leave the baby!" The little boy was crying, and his lips had a tendency to turn black again.

"The baby doesn't cry. Dad just goes out and comes back in a minute!" Yang Yuye was frightened and kept comforting. The little boy didn't listen and looked at Cui Zijian.

Helpless, Yang Yuye turned to Cui Zijian and begged, "please."

After all, it's his own flesh and blood. Cui Zijian can't bear to take another step.

Tang An'an smiled calmly. "The child can't cry anymore. You can stay here with him."

"Then you..." Cui Zijian was reluctant to go away, but he didn't trust Tang an to leave like this. He was in a dilemma for a time.

"I'm fine. I'll just take a taxi at the door of the hospital." Tang An'an said, nodded to Yang Yuye and left.

When the little boy saw that Cui Zijian was not leaving, he stopped crying under the appeasement of Yang Yuye. The two adults were relieved one after another.

Because the little boy spent too much energy, he soon fell asleep. Cui Zijian took advantage of this gap to leave the hospital. He couldn't even eat, so he rushed to Mu's house.

Any woman wouldn't care about what happened today, and he let Ann go like that! He couldn't imagine what Ann was thinking at the moment?

He never thought that the night three years ago would make Yang Yuye have his child and be so weak and sick!

But after all, it's his blood. The wedding can be postponed, but the child's life can't!

He will get married next week. That's his dream wedding! But for the sake of the children, he can only postpone it!

I hope ANN can understand him.

Cui Zijian thought about what to say after seeing An'an all the way. When he arrived at the company, Tang An'an disappeared, and no one answered the phone. Cui Zijian panicked.

Where will Ann go?

Mu Jia!

Cui Zijian quickly turned the front of the car and drove towards mu. Tang an was sitting in the living room drinking tea. He was surprised to see him appear.

"Why are you here? How's the child? "

Remembering the child crying when Cui Zijian left in the morning, Tang an was a little worried. If he came like this, did the child rely on him?

Cui Zijian stepped down, slowly walked to Tang An'an and sat down, "sleeping."

"That's good." Tang an was relieved, picked up the magazine and read it.

Seeing Tang An'an so indifferent, Cui Zijian seemed to be punched heavily in the chest.

"Don't you have anything to ask me?" Cui Zijian asked in a hoarse voice.

Tang An'an was turning the book, then closed the book, put it on the table, looked into Cui Zijian's eyes and said seriously, "I thought you would tell me if you wanted me to know."

"That child may be my son."

Cui Zijian didn't hide anything about it. He thought Ann should know. Moreover, he didn't think it would have any impact on them at all.

Tang An'an was prepared for this, but when he heard Cui Zijian say so, he still felt a little cluttered.

She is neither blind nor stupid. Cui Zijian's reaction today and the woman's look have already explained everything.

"The woman named Yang Yuye in the morning is my ex girlfriend. More than three years ago, I met her when I was drunk. There were children at that time, but I didn't know. If I didn't happen to meet her today, I probably didn't know I had a son!" Cui Zijian said, staring at Tang An'an, trying to see something from her expression.

However, Tang An'an didn't change his face. He couldn't see whether she was happy, difficult or sad, and what she thought about it!

Cui Zijian was very frustrated. He would rather her cry and make a scene than sit here calmly like an outsider!