Zhao Qiqing was protected by Fu xishen and returned to the ward. I don't know when she became Zhao Qiqing holding Fu xishen.
Fu xishen cried and laughed: "I'm not so delicate, am I?"
"Lie down quickly. Why did you run out by yourself?" Zhao Qiqing helped her make the bed.
"Seeing that you have been out for so long, I want to go out and find you." Fu xishen said.
After drinking the water, Fu xishen called assistant Wei and moved over the work of the day.
Zhao Qiqing and Fu xishen were together. They didn't know that the big screen in front of the hospital was the picture of Zhao Qiqing arguing with Zhao Lingling just now.
However, it was released several times to let everyone see the truth of the matter, and did not deliberately occupy public resources.
Now the whole hospital knows that Zhao Lingling humiliated people by using her identity as a pregnant woman.
Zhao Lingling did live here. After being thrown out by the security guard, she walked in again.
It's not that she wants to stay here, but that she has to be here now.
Wearing a mask on her face, she sneaked back to her ward, changed her clothes and padded them at the bottom of the wardrobe.
Lying in bed, she remembered the way Zhao Qiqing was taken away by Fu xishen and clenched her fist.
"Miss Zhao, how did you come back? Our wife asked you to have a physical examination."
The middle-aged woman who came in looked contemptuously at Zhao Lingling up and down.
Zhao Lingling looked at her and said, "you are a servant. Why do you look at me like that!"
"I'm a servant. What's wrong with me? I do my business openly. It's not like some people who don't follow the right path, but have to follow these heresy." The servant sneered and said more wildly.
"I'm pregnant with your husband's son. You'd better be careful. If you hurt me a little, you can't afford it." Zhao Lingling deliberately raised her chin and looked arrogant.
"You're a son, don't you think you want to enter the door of this house? Can you really take your son out and bet on my servant's job?" The servant was even more sarcastic.
"I'm just a servant. I can do other things without this job, but don't you still be the wine companion without this opportunity?"
"You..." Zhao Lingling bit her teeth and cursed.
The servant just scratched his ear and ignored her curse: "all right, don't spill it. You're not old enough. When the child is born, go away with the money. Don't be too tired at that time."
"Hurry out, you'll be here soon!"
Zhao Lingling hammered hard on the bed, took a deep breath and walked out.
People in the hospital are still talking about things in the afternoon. Zhao Lingling can still hear the word "pregnant woman" from time to time on the road these two days.
Many people saw her at that time, and she always felt that someone was pointing at her in private.
"What are you thinking?" As soon as the heavy voice came, it disturbed Zhao Lingling's thoughts.
Zhao Lingling looked back and said, "no, just a little more."
The visitor was a man in his fifties and sixties, with several white hairs on his head and a decent suit, standing in front of Zhao Lingling.
No one can imagine that such a person would keep an outer room outside.
And Zhao Lingling is not his only canary. She just gets this person's attention temporarily with her baby in her belly.
These days, the servant's words really woke Zhao Lingling up like a slap.
It is impossible for a person like her to stand beside him. Only maximizing interests is what she wants to do at present.
"Don't think too much. If you think too much, it's bad for the child in your stomach." Rong Zhenqiang, with a kind smile on his face, stretched out his hand and gently stroked her stomach.
Sure enough, all he wanted was the child in her belly.
Zhao Lingling pinched the corner of her clothes and smiled: "Why are you here today?"
"I'm finished, so I came to accompany you and your children. How about everything?" Rong Zhenqiang asked.
"Of course, he is very healthy." Zhao Lingling said, "what are you going to do after the child is born? Are you going to get married?"
Rong Zhenqiang put away his smile: "Lingling, haven't I told you that I haven't divorced yet? Be obedient, wait."
Zhao Lingling lowered her eyes and covered the jealousy in her eyes.
Rong Zhenqiang began to be a little impatient when he mentioned this matter. After perfunctory two sentences, he left.
Zhao Lingling looked at the figure he left and stood in front of the window, somewhat unwilling.
"Miss Zhao, it's time to go out for a walk today." The nurse came in to remind him.
Rong Zhenqiang specially sent someone to manage her time for the health of her children. Her daily diet and exercise are under planning and have no freedom.
Zhao Lingling went out of the room again. As soon as she got to the hall, she heard someone asking, "Hello, does president Fu live here?"
"Sorry, I can't disclose the patient's privacy." The nurse answered.
"Oh, no, I just want to ask. The vice president of Jingtian group is not always here." The man asked gently.
After thinking for a while, the little nurse replied, "sorry, no comment."
Zhao Lingling went and returned: "Mr. Fu, I know him."
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Zhao Qiqing and Fu xishen will never let Fu xishen have the possibility of overtime.
Fu Xiaofeng came to see Fu xishen every time he was free. He had a very comfortable life without quarrel and noise these two days.
Originally, Zhao Qiqing was afraid that this kidnapping would cause a bad psychological shadow to Fu Xiaofeng. Unexpectedly, Fu Xiaofeng was as lively as before.
"Fu Xiaofeng, is there a tumor on your neck? Why can you get 48 points?"
"Brother, it was an accident..."
"Well, don't talk about him." Zhao Qiqing smiled, picked up her own water cup and went outside.
"Sister Qiqing."
Zhao Qiqing looked up and saw Rong Yan.
"Why are you here?" Zhao Qiqing looked left and right and found that no one noticed here. She quickly dragged his arm to the corner of the corridor:
"What's the matter with you? You're a public figure. How can you stand in front of everyone so carelessly? What if you're recognized by fans?"
"Is sister Qiqing worried about me?" Rong Yan smiled and showed his lovely little tiger teeth.
"Don't talk nonsense. Why are you here? Are you sick?" Zhao Qiqing looked at him up and down. Seeing that he was good, she was a little confused.
"No, this is my private hospital. I just came here for a physical examination on time, but why are you here, sister Qiqing?" Rong Yan asked.
Zhao Qiqing didn't want to disclose Fu xishen's illness, so she said, "I'll come to see a friend. Go to the physical examination quickly. Don't let your agent wait."