Chapter 712

In the ward, Xia Yihan can't be calm any more. She puts down her breakfast, looks at Ye Zimo and asks him in a low voice: "is what song wanting said true? Did you really send someone to kill her? "

"No! Don't listen to her nonsense Ye Zimo doesn't mean to lie. He just knows Xia Yihan too well. In her world, he can't accept the cruelty of killing people.

"I don't think so. I can tell whether she's lying or telling the truth. Mo, the Song family is really miserable. Now Xiao Xiaoli's children are gone. I saw her yesterday. She has such a big stomach. She will be born soon. That is also a life. Song wanting is right. Even if she makes a mistake, is it enough for the Song family to die? No matter what you say, there was a period of predestination. She gave birth to a child for you. Don't be too cold to her, or I'll feel sick in my heart and you'll feel heartless. "

Ye Zimo's face sank and he also looked at Xia Yihan seriously. He asked coldly, "am I heartless? Yes, I am heartless. For whom am I heartless? "

"I know you are for me! I don't want you to do this for me! I would rather die than see Xiao Ye Zhengheng suffer again Xia Yihan has a firm attitude. Of course, she knows what ye Zimo thinks, but she also knows that he is reluctant to give up his children.

Last night, the child was in danger again. Song wanting finally came. How can she not let song wanting save the child? She really can't do it.

"He deserves to die, he shouldn't have come!" Ye Zimo coldly said, Teng stood up, pursed his lips and walked out of the ward.

Xia Yihan keeps up with him and tries to persuade him after him, but he still refuses to listen.

Opening the door of the ward, ye Zimo glances at song wanting. She kneels straight and says nothing.

He just gave a cold hum. He had known earlier that he had given her too many opportunities.

"Throw her outside the hospital gate. I don't want to see her." Ye Zimo gives orders to the housekeeper in a cold voice.

"Yes, Mr. Ye!"

The housekeeper won't be soft hearted to song wanting. She didn't want to be soft hearted when she used his children and wanted to kill him.

"Ye Zimo! Please, let me see the baby, please Song wanting crying, is not willing to go, her crying, Xiaoye Zhengheng also heard.

It was his mother's voice. It seemed that he hadn't heard her voice for a long time.

He cried, Xia Yihan quickly turned back to hold him, ye Zimo also calm face turned back to the ward.

Xia Yihan picked up the child from the hospital bed. Xiaoye Zhengheng said to Ye Zimo in tears, "look, he heard song wanting's voice. The child knows his mother. Please, let song wanting come in. "

When the housekeeper heard the child cry, he didn't know whether to drag song wanting out or wait to see.

As soon as his movements stopped, song wanting took the opportunity to get up and rush into the ward.

"Honey, son, mom's here. Mom's coming to see you." She called to the child.

Xia Yihan also wants her to hold the child, so she holds the child to meet song wanting.

Seeing song wanting is about to hold the child, as long as she holds the child, the child may not gasp so violently, his face will not turn purple again, he may be able to stay alive.

This scene, ye Zimo is not without moving. His brow moved, and he was already trying to endure.

His heart softened countless times, so it will lead to song wanting's attack on Xia Yihan.

"Mr. Ye, do you want her to hold the young master?" The housekeeper reminded me. That is to see that ye Zimo is engaged in an ideological struggle, so the housekeeper specially reminds him.

Ye Zimo's eyebrows gradually loosen. When song wanting touches the child's little hand, he orders again: "throw her out of the hospital gate for me!"

"Yes, Mr. Ye!"

The housekeeper comes forward to hold song wanting. Xia Yihan's tears flow, but he can only watch Xiao Ye Zhengheng cry more and more fiercely.

"Ye Zimo, look, Dudu has difficulty breathing again."

"To the doctor!" Ye Zimo roared, then walked quickly to the bedside and rang the bell of the nurse station.

After a while, the doctor came, and Xiaoye Zhengheng was sent to the emergency room again.

The housekeeper leads people to throw song wanting outside the hospital. Instead of leaving, she kneels down where they put her down.

"I will not go, housekeeper, unless I die. Tell ye Zimo that I will wait until I see my child. I will never leave! "

People come and go outside the hospital. People look at song wanting curiously. Some people recognize her as the daughter of the former vice president of the provincial Party committee, who just appeared in the newspaper a few days ago.

"What a pity

"Yes, yes, it seems that it's miserable to find a rich young master."

"You see her kneeling here. This is the children's hospital. It seems that the child is ill. She wants to see her. The prince won't let her see her."

People are talking about it, some are taking pictures, some are taking pictures with their mobile phones.

Not long after, at the instigation of Zhong Yuquan, the media also came to interview song wanting who was kneeling.

The bigger the trouble, the better for her. Song wanting takes the opportunity to cry about her experience, she wants to let Ye Zimo ride the tiger.

If she died at this time, everyone would know that it was Ye Zimo who made it.

It's snowing outside. It's freezing. Song wanting wears less. Her mouth is purple.

Anyone who has seen it will find her pitiful and find Ye Zimo and Xia Yihan hateful.

The housekeeper saw this scene and immediately went back upstairs to report to Ye Zimo.

"Mr. Ye, it's raining and snowing outside. Song wanting is kneeling at the gate of the hospital, and there are reporters to interview. I watched the reporter come too fast, I don't know if someone specially arranged it. Mr. Ye, why don't I invite her in? Don't ruin your reputation. "

Good Zhong Yuquan, use song wanting to force me!

It seems that he just wants to get her to our Ye's house and arrange for her to be by my side.

Do you think ye Zimo will be afraid of me?

The black face of the leaf is expressionless, but there is more fierce light in her eyes.

What else does Xia Yihan want to say? Looking at his eyes, she decides to wait.

"Let them go, whatever they report or say about me." Ye Zimo said coldly.

His eyes are always looking at the emergency room door, and what he cares about most at this time is his son.

Xiao Ye Zhengheng may be too excited to hear his mother's voice. This time, the situation is more serious than any other time.

Xia Yihan also looked at the door of the emergency room without blinking an eye, praying that the door would be opened as soon as possible, and the child would be carried out safely as soon as possible.

Finally, when the door opened, a nurse rushed out and anxiously reported to Ye Zimo: "Mr. Ye, the child is not breathing!"

Xia Yihan and ye Zimo's face suddenly changed.

"What did you say?" Ye Zimo grabbed the collar of the little nurse. The little nurse was frightened by his cold eyes and stammered in reply.

"Child, stop... Stop..."

Before she finished speaking, the door of the emergency room opened again. The doctor came out of the room, walked up to Ye Zimo and said in a hurry, "Mr. Ye, the child's heart has stopped. He has no will to survive. You'd better... "

"Help him! He must be saved Ye Zimo loosened the collar of the nurse and looked at the doctor coldly. He really wanted to eat the doctor.

Xia Yihan also heartache incomparable, thinking about Xiao Ye Zhengheng good time, he is how naive smile. His drooling looks are so lovely, and others hold him he cry, Xia Yihan hold him, he does not cry.

Ye Zimo also thinks of the strange feeling when the child grabs his finger. He always refuses to let song wanting come. He really doesn't want to bring danger to Xia Yihan. Moreover, he still had a little bit of luck in his heart, hoping that the child could survive.

In fact, he heard with his own ears that the child had no heartbeat or breath, and his heart was about to break.

"The doctor inside is still doing cardiac resuscitation for him. I don't think the situation is optimistic. Mr. Ye, let the child's mother come. This may be the only way."

"Go, housekeeper, go and call song wanting in!" Xia Yihan is very excited. The housekeeper has never seen her so excited.

As long as there is hope, she will never see ye Zimo heartbroken.

"Mr. Ye?" Asked the housekeeper.

Ye Zimo closed his eyes, took two deep breaths, and finally said with a deep gnash of teeth: "call up!"

Xia Yihan seems to be liberated, and finally heard that ye Zimo let go. Her happiness only lasted for a second or two, and then she began to worry about the safety of Xiao Ye Zhengheng.

The housekeeper is not in favor of letting song wanting return to Ye's home, but he also noticed Ye Zimo's expression when he heard that the child was not breathing.

It's just like the end of the world, sad, helpless, too poor, he is also a father, he really can't bear it.

The housekeeper sighed and ran out quickly.

Song wanting is still kneeling on the ground, her clothes have been wet by the rain and snow, she keeps shivering, and her words are not clear.

"Miss Song, if Mr. Ye doesn't let you see the child all the time, will you kneel down like this all the time?"

"Yes! I've been on my knees. I'm wrong. I will kneel here to atone. I will wait until Mr. Ye forgives me and let me see my child. " She looked at the camera with determination. After that, she began to cry again and said, "my child is so poor. He is born with a bad heart. Since I left, the children have been looking for me and fainted several times. My poor child, when can I see him

There were more and more onlookers. The traffic at the gate of the hospital was almost blocked. People were talking and condemning Ye Zimo and Xia Yihan, saying that they were heartless and forced their mother and son to separate.

A kind-hearted person came forward to hold an umbrella for song wanting, but she refused.

"Thank you. No, I deserve it. I have to suffer in the rain. I just hope I'll have enough of the pain soon, so that ye Zimo can forgive me earlier. "

She lowered her head and wiped her tears for a while. Then she raised her head as if she thought of something and reached out to stop the author from taking a picture.

"Don't shoot, please don't shoot, and don't publish these. It's my fault. I don't want people to think that Mr. Ye is wrong. He is the father of my child. I don't want people to criticize him. I was just so excited that I would say that. I'm just in a hurry to see the children. Please don't shoot. "