"You are Why do I think you look so familiar? Have we met somewhere? " Nangong took off his turfgrass clothes and looked at Du manning. Then his eyes stopped on Du Manning's stomach, with questions and puzzlement in his eyes. Baomei hurriedly came forward and explained: "Nangong old man, my young lady is Mr. Nangong's wife. It's not easy to get your address. There's something I want to discuss with you."

"Oh, I remember that. Isn't she my son's second wife? And gave me a baby grandson. That child looks like Xiao Han! "

Xiao Han! Du Manning and his wife were speechless again. In particular, the little wife said Du Manning's heart is a pain. Baomei was also afraid that he would pull out some shocking words, and said: "old man, how can you go out in straw clothes?"

"There's a lot of bird droppings in the woods!" With a smile, Nangong put his hoe in the corner of the wall and washed his hands with a basin of water. He said, "what can I do for you two girls? Don't you want me to persuade Xiao Han to leave Ye Qiqi? I can't help you. Ye Qiqi is the mayor's daughter. Although you gave birth to a baby grandson for me, if he doesn't love you, it's no use looking for me! "

Then he poured water and looked at Du Manning's stomach. He said with a smile, "are you pregnant with a grandson for me again? You can stay with Xiao Han for so many years without being dumped, which shows that he still has you in his heart. "

"Uncle Nangong, I came here today to ask for your help."

"Oh, I can't help you." Master Nangong waved his hand and said, "you don't know. I've never been able to get in touch with Xiaohan's affairs. You can see how much he hates me from where I live. How dare I tell him about his affairs?"

"Uncle Nangong, I didn't come to you for the favor of Nangong Han. Your granddaughter is ill and in urgent need of your help. "

"What? Chen Chen is ill? " The old man is nervous. He wiped his hands on his clothes.

"Not Chenchen, your granddaughter." Du Manning handed the diary to the old man, telling him the existence of Ke'er, and at the same time, he said the current situation succinctly and quickly. Nangong turned over his diary, and soon his eyes were red and his hands were shaking. After a long time, he wiped the corners of his eyes and said, "so, I already have two grandchildren?"

"Yes

"I She When do I go for the matching? Or go now, I have nothing to do anyway. Go early and have a good morning The old man closed his diary with trembling hands. His face was very bad. Du Manning went to him and said, "Uncle Nangong, I will send someone to pick you up tomorrow. Don't worry. It's useless to be in a hurry now. We all want to save her."

"How could such a thing happen? She is still so young..." The old man murmured to himself that Du Manning's tears almost fell down. She turned her head and bit her lips to keep calm. Baomei saw that the old man agreed. She was afraid that she would be sad if she said more. She said: "don't worry, old man. This transplant will be successful. The baby in Miss's stomach will be born tomorrow. Miss is going to save her baby with her umbilical cord blood She, let you do matching, just one more hand preparation, I hope this time can be foolproof

"Yes, it should be. Don't make any mistakes." The old man nodded. Seeing that he agreed, Du Manning thought that there were many things to prepare for tomorrow's operation, so he said goodbye to the old man. Nangong didn't leave them, but sent them to the door enthusiastically.

Driving all the way back, Du Manning was silent. Bao Mei was a little upset and said in a low voice: "I said, miss, it's really strange that Mr. Nangong has so much money. What kind of house can't he afford? What kind of servant can't afford it? Why does Nangong live in such a haunted house? Look at Mr. Nangong. He doesn't look like an unfilial son. "

"I used to feel that the relationship between their father and son was very bad. Now I'm more sure, but anyway, Nangong still has a father's love for Han."

"Yes! Listen to the old man's little cold on the left and little cold on the right. He is still very painful to Mr. Nangong. It's strange what happened between the two people. The old man's tone is afraid of Mr. Nangong. " Bao Mei frowned and thought for a while, but she still didn't understand. She sighed again. As soon as Du Manning turned the steering wheel, he sped up his speed and said, "don't think about the things you don't understand. After saving Ke'er, find a chance to untie the knot between them."

"Well, I hope they will be well! Mr. Nangong is really in the middle of fortune. He doesn't want such a good father, but I can't get it. If my parents are still here, I will treat them well. Unfortunately Alas... " Baomei sighed again. Du Manning took a hand and gave her a comforting smile. Baomei also gave her a smile. But as soon as she looked back, she suddenly found a car following them in the mirror.

"Miss, there's a car in the back!" Bao Mei's vigilance immediately came up. In the middle of the mountain, not to mention the car, even people were rare, especially the near distance, which made her a sense of being followed.Du also looked at the reversing mirror. Far away, the man in the car behind her frowned, and the man was wearing a silent mirror. Because of the good grasp of the distance, Du Manning could not see his face at all, but there was a familiar feeling rising from the bottom of his heart. When she wanted to see clearly, she found that the car behind turned and turned into another lane.

"A passer-by, I suppose?"

Bao Mei opened the window and looked out. It was quiet all around. She said with a smile, "maybe, I'm a little too nervous these days. It's OK. Let's go back. I don't know what's going on. When I come to Nangong, I always feel cold from the bottom of my heart. I guess it's because the place where he lives is so unexpected. "

"He's a little pathetic at his age." Du Manning was secretly distressed. Although it is the old man who suffers, she still feels that Nangong Han has a sad past from the old man's conversation! As a man, he always refuses to admit anything to her. Shouldn't husband and wife support and trust each other? Maybe she really like the old man said, from just his little wife. But no matter what, in Du Manning's heart, still raised the decision that adjusts Nangong cold afresh.

Back in the hospital, Du's family piled up a ward. Mrs. Du was making her bed. Seeing Du Manning coming back, she explained: "you will have an operation tomorrow morning. You should not eat tonight. You should not be nervous when taking anesthetics. You should let go of your mind. Although it's premature delivery, all the preparations are OK. You can't have a baby Don't worry, it's mainly yourself! "

"Mom, I'm not the first child. Don't worry!"

"Oh! You mean it? Ever since I met that Nangong Han, I can't control you any more. I always make such things happen. When you give birth to the baby and when Ke Er's illness is cured, I'll see how I can deal with you. " Mrs. Du glared at her, then sat down on the bed and sighed: "speaking of Nangong Han, the child is too stubborn. How can he not say anything about such a big thing? If my granddaughter is gone, is he not going to tell us the Du family? Pity my dear granddaughter. I'm tired of the disease. I blame her for letting her accompany me to sell flowers. I always see her smiling. I thought... "

Du Manning felt that her heart was frying in oil. Now as long as she mentioned Ke'er, she was a little difficult to control herself. She wanted to fly to her side. Mrs. Du was still talking, but Du Manning couldn't listen any more. She said quickly, "Mom, don't worry, Ke'er will be OK!"

"Alas Mrs. Du reddened her eyes, turned her head and wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes before she said, "well, I know I can't say this at this time, but I just can't help it. It's long. You must hold on for the sake of Ke'er!"

"Mom, I will." Mother and daughter hold hands tightly together. Cheer for each other!

At the corner of the hospital corridor, a man was standing by the window smoking. He was wearing a cap and covered his face in half. When the nurse saw him, he came up and said, "Sir, please put out your cigarette. Smoking is not allowed here. Thank you."

The man didn't turn back when he heard the voice, but obediently put out the smoke. The nurse left with the medicine. After the sound of the footsteps went away, the man turned his face and looked at the ward where Du Manning was in, and a touch of bitterness flashed on his scarred face.

The next day, due to adequate preparation, the operation went smoothly. When Du Manning was pushed out of the operating room, the child was also put into the incubator. Dr. Dong personally came to the hospital to collect umbilical cord blood for matching. Everything was going on according to the original plan. The postpartum nurse and rehabilitation specialist were ready. He was waiting for Du Manning to wake up and help her with postpartum recovery in the shortest time!

Two days later, Forrest received a phone call from Du manning. He immediately rushed to the ward. In the ward, Nangong Han was telling a story to Ke'er. Forrest walked over and said with a happy face: "Han, Dr. Dong called and said that in Miss Du's kinship, he found the stored umbilical cord blood. The matching type was very consistent with Ke'er and could be sent to the United States immediately "It's a transplant."

"Really?" Nangong Hanmeng stood up and stared at Forrest in surprise. Forrest said with a smile: "give me some courage, I dare not cheat you. If you don't believe it, you can call Dr. Dong. It's said that Miss Du sent it in person, accompanied by Mrs. Du and the old man. "

"Old man?"

"It's your father!" Forrest said with a smile: "I didn't expect that your father also made a match for Ke'er, and it was successful. Now our little angel can be saved. "

"What did he come for?" The joy in Nangong Han's heart was diluted, and his eyebrows wrinkled slightly. Knowing that there was a gap between him and his father, Forrest advised: "it's said that he came to save Ke'er. Let alone the old man's heart, no matter what he missed before, the true feeling that blood is thicker than water still exists. "

Nangong snorted coldly, turned around and picked up Ke'er. Ke'er hugged Nangong Han's shoulder and said in a soft voice: "Dad, can Mommy help me?"