Chapter 693 Rona Zhao (Part One)

Although Leona was angry, she thought it over carefully. The most important thing now was to save Eden as soon as possible. As for other things, she didn't have much energy to spend on them.

At present, Leona came back and forth from her residence to the hospital every day. Although Eden's body was not as good as before, he was obviously in a better mental state. Seeing this, Leona felt a little comforted. As long as her son was fine, she was fine!

Time passed little by little in such a plain life. Although Eden's body didn't get much better, he still maintained the current situation. As for Joe, he had meetings with the expert team every day to study Eden's condition.

As for Greg and Leona, they were also working hard, but Leona was obviously under great pressure to have another child.

When she lost her first child, the doctor had diagnosed that it was difficult for her to get pregnant again in this life. That was why she was willing to risk her life to give birth to Eden, just because she didn't want to have any regrets in her life.

But now her only son was in danger, and her physical condition was like this, which made her feel stressed every day.

Most of the time, she woke up in the middle of the night. She dreamed countless times that Eden left her before she got pregnant.

Leona's heart was filled with helplessness. She didn't know how long she could hold on like this. What if Eden really couldn't make it through to the time she was pregnant?

Every time at this time, Greg would gently hold her in his arms and persuade her in a soft voice!

"Don't be afraid, Leona. Trust me. I'm always by your side no matter what happens. Don't worry about Eden. Joe said that you still have a chance to get pregnant. You need to relax so that you can get pregnant more easily. The more nervous you are, the less likely you will get pregnant!"

Greg said these words to Leona almost every day, but she just couldn't relax herself. She knew t

ered by bangs, Greg said softly and followed up.

In the morning, Greg's phone rang and a message came in.

In a daze, Greg pulled his hand aside, but he didn't feel the soft woman. He frowned and opened his eyes. When he saw that Leona had already got up and heard the sound of chopping vegetables outside, he felt warm in his heart. Leona got up and went to cook breakfast.

Greg reached out and took the phone from the cabinet. It was a number that was deeply buried in the memory of Greg and he would never forget in his life. It was only a few words: Greg, I'm back. How are you?

Plop! Plop! Plop A violent heartbeat came through in Greg's chest. He closed his eyes tightly and his arm holding the phone began to tremble uncontrollably.

The past was like a movie, scenes of which flashed in front of Greg's eyes. They were together in the campus, laughing and playing by the lake in the setting sun. For countless nights, he bowed his head and wrote quickly by the desk, writing business plans. At midnight, a cup of steaming coffee appeared on his desk at the right time.

Greg closed his eyes in pain. He had thought that he would never remember all this, but as he sent the message, those memories that he thought he had forgotten long ago rushed into his chest like the flood of opening the gate.