me gossip, it's the same whether you ask or not." 。" Ren Xiaoya rolled her eyes at him and muttered softly, “Dictator…” "What did you say" Zhong Yuxuan asked, resting his right hand on her shoulder...Feng Mu leaned his back against the wall, his eyes hollow and lifeless. A palpable aura of sadness clung to him, so heavy it made it hard to breathe.
Wang Ling looked at him, a sudden jolt running through her heart. She didn't hesitate for a moment, believing if Meng Lan died like this, she would vanish too.
To give him a little boost, Wang Ling mumbled softly,
"About this matter, Meng Lan didn't want me to tell you, but now that things have come to this, there's no need to hide it from you anymore. She's pregnant, two months along."
As soon as the words left her mouth, Feng Mu's eyes widened in disbelief. He stared at Wang Ling, "What did you say"
She is pregnant, and kept telling me to keep it a secret from you. Just now when we were checking Menglan's body, we found that the baby was still very strong. I think Menglan must have been using her back to resist the blows and protecting the baby with her body.
Wang Ling looked at him like this, her heart was very uncomfortable, "So Feng Mu, you want to use all your strength to save Meng Lan, if she can survive, the child will also survive, if she dies, it will be two lives lost!"
One corpse, two lives....
The words were so heavy.
Feng Mu pursed his lips, his dark eyes passing a trace of sadness and loneliness.
How much did she hate herself For such a big thing, she never even mentioned it to him. Children… they actually had children.
In the hallway, everyone who passed by saw a strange sight. Feng Mu was crying and laughing at the same time. He looked like a normal person, but he seemed like a comical clown.
No one can truly understand the feeling of falling from heaven to hell like Feng Mu. The once energetic and calculating businessman now feels a deep sense of helplessness.
He stood up, his back looking a little forlorn.
An hour later, Feng Mu had Chen Yi bring the shares certificate of the Feng Group, as well as property certificates for several entertainment companies and clothing companies both domestically and internationally, along with property rights contracts for several villas, all published online.
The title is also very eye-catching: "
The CEO of Feng's Group is willing to spend all his assets just to find a renowned doctor to save his beloved woman!
"
Within ten minutes, the entire news piece went viral, directly topping Weibo's hot search list. The comments section was flooded with discussions:
@Dalian Old Wet: Damn!! I was almost asleep, and then you suddenly gave me a critical hit You woke me up!
> @Liu Haichao: Is Feng Mu crazy To save a woman, he gave away all his assets
My cousin's daughter's cousin is a renowned folk doctor in the local countryside. Where can I sign up This is like winning the lottery!
While Feng Mu ignored the comments online, he posted it to attract the attention of influential figures in politics and business.
As expected, many business partners soon called Chen Yi, introducing a number of well-known domestic and foreign doctors. However, those people were all busy with their schedules and turned him down. That night, he flew to the city center hospital by plane.
While Feng Mu's phone was bombarded with calls from his grandfather and Wang Zhi Shan, he simply added them both to his blacklist.
They ganged up against Menglan this time, Feng Mu won't let it go, he will take revenge sooner or later.
But… so far, all he wants to do is save Menglan.
Feng Mu sat on the chair, refusing to eat or drink until late at night. The red light in the operating room was still on, and countless doctors went in for treatment, coming out with grim expressions each time.
His heart also rose with it.
"Seal dog, don't play dead in front of me." A deep male voice suddenly rang out, and He Hanchuan strode towards Feng Mu.
Seeing his good brother, Feng Mu's eyes deepened, and he pursed his lips.
"Just got off work, happened to be passing by the city center hospital, came to see you." He Hanchuan walked to his front, raised his hand and patted his shoulder lightly, then looked up at the operating room, "How's it going"
"Not good." Feng Mu's voice was hoarse, he raised his broad palm and gently caressed his weary face.
He lowered his eyes, "Want to go smoke one"
Feng Mu nodded, stood up from the chair, his body swayed slightly and almost fell. He followed He Hanchuan to the stairs of the hospital.
Here the lighting is dim, and there aren't many people around on a regular day. Two big men sit on the steps, silently smoking.
Under the smoke, Feng Mu's handsome face was filled with loneliness. He Han Chuan offered him another cigarette, but he shook his head and refused.
“I'm not smoking anymore, she hates the smell of smoke, and she'll complain if I wake her up.”
"Alright, stop your chattering. Be tough! The person isn't dead yet."
Ge Hanchuan had a slightly raised eyebrow and a playful tone as he said, "Back then, I thought Wanwan was really dead. I even started making arrangements for her funeral, ready to follow her wherever she went. Who knew she'd still be alive And now she's given me two children!"
Feng Mu's eyes were bloodshot, and in just one night, he looked haggard with a scraggly beard.
He knew deep down, and reassured himself countless times in his heart, that she would pull through, everything would be alright. But the doctor's repeated critical notices crushed his heart.
He had just wanted to make amends with Menglan, but he hadn't done anything yet. How could he get over the hurdle in his heart It was so frustrating...
He looked at him like this, just as heartbroken as he was when he first learned of Hoshimachi Suisei's passing. Helplessly, he spoke out,
"As a brother, I'll definitely help you."
Saying that, he took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Feng Mu.
In recent years, Wanwan's health has also been declining. I'm afraid something might happen to her. I've consulted many famous doctors all over the country.
This is Xiangshan's Jingbai Master, skilled in Traditional Chinese Medicine. He often forages for rare and precious herbs in Xiangshan Mountain. Every year, he goes to a temple to meditate and cultivate himself for a month, with noticeable effects.
"Once said, Feng Mu's eyes suddenly lit up, “Does it work”
"Give it a try. Traditional Chinese medicine has a deep foundation. In Menglan's case, Western medicine might not work." He Hanchuan's gaze was solemn as he looked at him, earnestly explaining every word.
"But Wanwan said that, although Master Jingbai's medical skills are superb, she never goes down the mountain to see patients. Many wealthy and powerful families have offered huge sums of money, and even used violence, but they couldn't persuade her at all, so you have to be mentally prepared."
Feng Mu's fingers tightly clenched the business card, his eyes gradually darkening, his voice trembling slightly, "What should I do"
"If you feel guilty for her, then put your heart into your work." He Hanchuan raised his slender finger and tapped Feng Mu's heart.
Behind the Xiangshan Mountain lies a secluded path, but few people venture to take it because climbing up requires walking 15,000 steps. However, there's a beautiful legend associated with Xiangshan: climb the stairs, bow your head with each step, and if your heart is sincere, your wishes will be granted for all things good fortune.
If your heart is sincere, all things will be prosperous...
Feng Mu's eyes widened in astonishment. From childhood to adulthood, he had been accustomed to calculating every step, always putting interests first.
I also think that in this world, there's nothing money can't buy, and no one you can't reach with enough force.
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