President's Dad: Arresting the Reporter's Wife

This kind of Mu Jungan didn't dare to stop, let alone say no again. Looking at their hurried backs, Mu Yunfan narrowed his eyes, and then he walked to Mu Zhenlin's and Xia Shuyi's side and said:

"Shuyi, accompany Wanqing, Zhenlin, come with me."

Afterwards, Mu Zhenlinping led Mu Zhenlin out of the hall following Mu Junqian and Shen Shaohan, while Xia Shuyi's annoyed voice and doubtful discussions from the guests sounded behind him.

Mu Junqian did not take Shen Shaohan's car, but drove the car separately. Both of them drove very fast, and in a short while they arrived at Renji Hospital one after the other.

Shen Shaohan and Mu Junqian came to the door of the operating room together. Shuiyue, Liu Yimei and Yang were also eagerly guarding the door of the operating room, pacing back and forth, looking at the door of the operating room from time to time, one can imagine the anxiety And know.

"Water Moon"

Before Shen Shaohan walked in front of Shuiyue, he still called her softly.

Almost at the same time, Shuiyue raised her head, and instantly met Mu Jun's dry eyes.

In an instant, the eyes of the two met in the air, almost sparking brilliant sparks.

And who knows what kind of deep affection is contained in such a look at each other. Seeing Mu Jungan's arrival, Shuiyue's fear and anxiety were relieved.

Because she knew what his coming meant to Feng Ming, but thinking of how she had abandoned him and concealed Feng Ming's real life experience from him all these years, her heart was filled with infinite sorrow.

The moment he saw Shuiyue, Mu Junqian's mood was extremely complicated, and he couldn't tell whether it was distress or a faint anger.

Although he didn't know the reason for what happened five years ago, Shaohan's words had clearly told him that Feng Ming was his biological son.

Such sudden news made him not only shocked, but also because of his love for Shuiyue mother and child.

Thinking of her living abroad with Fengming these years, although he was sure that Shaohan would treat them wholeheartedly, but his biological son was so far away from him, he couldn't help but deeply blamed himself.

When he saw Shuiyue's tear-filled eyes, the softest part of Mu Junqian's heart was deeply touched again.

"Uh—yes... sorry, I..."

Shuiyue bit her lower lip tightly, not knowing how to speak.

"Don't say anything, where is Feng Ming?"

Mu Jungan interrupted Shuiyue, who was hesitant to speak, and looked anxiously at the operating room, his concern for Feng Ming was beyond words.

Although he really wanted to talk to Shuiyue, he knew that now was not the time, Fengming was waiting for him in the operating room, and his precious son was dying.

"Yes, Shuiyue, if you have anything to say, we'll talk about it later, let's go to the doctor."

Shen Shaohan stood behind, absolutely agreeing with Mu Jungan's opinion.

The three walked to the door of the operating room, just as a nurse came out, Shuiyue immediately told her that the person who gave Feng Ming blood transfusion had arrived.

The nurse immediately turned around to inform the doctor, and soon the doctor came out of the operating room.

"Doctor, how is my son?"

As soon as Shuiyue saw Fengming's attending doctor, she couldn't help asking about the situation.

"Which one is the person who transfused the child's blood? Please come in with me for testing, time is running out."

The doctor didn't care about answering Shuiyue, and said to several people with a serious face.

"Doctor, it's me."

Mu Jungan didn't wait for Shuiyue to answer, and said hastily.

While talking, he rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, without bothering to say hello to Shuiyue and Shen Shaohan, he followed the doctor to the blood collection laboratory.

More than ten minutes later, the results of the laboratory tests were obtained. The blood types and indicators of Mu Junqian and Fengming were completely consistent. Mu Junqian could provide Fengming with a blood source and transfuse him.

Soon Mu Jungan lay down on the blood collection bed, and the nurse punctured a blood vessel in Mu Jungan's arm with a sharp needle, and the bright red blood instantly stained the catheter and slowly flowed into the blood collection bag.

As Mu Jun opened and closed his big hands, more and more blood collection bags were collected, from bright red, to deep red, to black red, and gradually the bag was full.

Mu Junqian looked at the slowly accumulating blood, he didn't feel any pain or discomfort at all, he just hoped that it could flow faster, and faster, to buy time for Feng Ming as much as possible.

For Feng Ming, not to mention hundreds of CC's of blood, he would not hesitate to drain his whole body, or even sacrifice his life.

Because the little life waiting in the operating room is the continuation of his life.

For five years, he hadn't fulfilled a little bit of his father's responsibilities, and now it was time for him to pay, so no matter what it was, he would never hesitate.

Finally, two bags of blood, 800cc, were extracted from Mu Junqian's body, and were quickly sent to the operating room by the nurses, while the doctors and nurses were busy busy.

Because Mu Junqian had just had his blood drawn, the doctor told him to rest in the observation room for a while, but Mu Junqian was always concerned about Feng Ming, so he still didn't listen to the doctor's words, and sneaked to the door of the operating room.

"You...how did you come out? You should rest for a while?"

First of all, seeing Mu Junqian was Shuiyue, and seeing Mu Junqian appearing pale and tired, Shuiyue felt pain in his heart.

At this time, Mu Junqian's bloodless face was unbearable to look at, and his slightly staggering footsteps also made him a little weak.

It is true that drawing so much blood at one time is a bit off-putting, but in order to save Feng Ming, it has to be done as a last resort.

Shuiyue saw the pain in her eyes and her heart, she really wanted to go to help him, but her feet seemed to be nailed, and she couldn't move even a little bit.

"Sit down, you've had a lot of blood and need to rest."

Shaohan glanced at Shuiyue, he seemed to be able to understand her mood, so he hurried to Mu Junqian and helped him sit on the bench next to him.

But as soon as she sat down, a nurse came over, and she said to Mu Jungan with a serious face:

"Who made you come out? Do you know how much blood you have transfused? You must stay in bed now."

"I'm fine, I'm more worried..."

Mu Junqian smiled lightly, and pointed to the operating room, expressing his concern for the people inside.

Although he was a little dizzy, he was fine. For him, his focus on Feng Ming was definitely greater than himself.

"No, you must help him back to observe and rest immediately, and besides, we also need to give him some glucose."

The nurse turned to Shuiyue and said.

"Uh--"

Shuiyue was a little caught off guard, the nurse looked at her, apparently misunderstood that she and Mu Jungan were husband and wife, and it was natural for a wife to take good care of her husband.

"Go ahead, let me help you go back."

Shen Shaohan said.

"No, I can do it alone."

Mu Jungan hastily rejected Shen Shaohan's kindness.

"It's best for family members to be by my side, so I can have someone to take care of me."

The nurse continued to remind, but the terrible thing was that she still told Shuiyue that she had identified Shuiyue. From the nurse's point of view, she was the child's mother and his wife.

The nurse's repeated gestures made Shuiyue very embarrassed, but at the same time she became even more at a loss.

"Shuiyue, you go, take care of it, my mother, Yang Yi and I are waiting for Fengming here."

Shen Shaohan graciously expressed her thoughts for Shuiyue. In fact, Shen Shaohan knew that at this time, Mu Jungan needed Shuiyue's company most, and Shuiyue could no longer avoid it, and needed to have a good talk with Mu Jungan.

"I……"

Shuiyue hesitated, but looked at Shen Shaohan with grateful eyes.

"Go."

Shen Shaohan said frankly again.

Shuiyue turned around to look at Liu Yimei and Yang Yi, and they also nodded to Shuiyue. At this time, everyone knew that it was time for Shuiyue and Mu Jungan to face each other.

Liu Yimei admitted that when she first heard that Feng Ming's biological father was not Shen Shaohan but Mu Junqian, her heart was deeply touched.

She couldn't tell if it was guilt towards Shuiyue and Feng Ming, or gratitude to Shen Shaohan, in short, her mood was extremely complicated.

Thinking of five years ago, when she broke up a pair of lovers, she couldn't forgive herself for a moment.

When Shen Shaohan asked Shuiyue to accompany Mu Junqian, she also agreed, because Shuiyue always wanted to explain to Mu Junqian about Fengming.

The sincere eyes of several people gave Shuiyue confidence, she nodded slightly, turned around and followed the footsteps of Mu Junqian and the nurse.

In the observation room, the nurse hung up the glucose for Mu Jun, gave some instructions and left.

Only Mu Junqian and Shuiyue were left in the observation room, and the silent atmosphere made them even more embarrassed.

Especially Shuiyue, walking and sitting, seeing Mu Jungan lying on the bed with a calm expression, she was a little at a loss.

"If it's inconvenient for you, don't force me to accompany me. I can do it alone."

Mu Junqian's sudden voice forced Shuiyue to raise her head and meet his dark and deep eyes.

"No, no...it's okay, actually I...I should thank you, thank you for transfusing Fengming's blood." Shuiyue muttered.

"No, that's my responsibility."

Shuiyue's words made Mu Jun squint his eyes, stared deeply at Shuiyue, and then said lightly.

"……I……"

Shuiyue didn't expect Mu Jungan to be so direct, she was speechless.

After a long silence, Mu Junqian spoke again: "It's hard to carry Fengming, isn't it?"

"No, Feng Ming is very good."

Speaking of Feng Ming, Shuiyue looked happy.

"...Shuiyue, you... have you ever loved me?"

Facing Shuiyue, Mu Junqian had countless things to say, but what he wanted to know most was this sentence. He really wanted to confirm what kind of position he occupied in Shuiyue's heart.

Although she gave birth to a child for him, he believed that she should love him, but he just wanted to hear her tell him.

"me……"

Mu Junqian's words made Shuiyue's heart ache instantly, and her clear eyes were immediately clouded with mist.

She stared fixedly at Mu Junqian, how she wanted to tell him that she loved him, she used to be, she is now, and it will not change in the future, but her lips trembled, and she couldn't say a word.

Shuiyue's tears hurt Mu Jungan's heart, he sat up, took Shuiyue's hand lightly, and dragged her to the side of the bed to sit down.

With extremely gentle movements, he wiped away the dripping tears for Shuiyue, and touched her delicate and smooth skin lightly. Mu Junqian became a little stiff and trembling because of his excitement.

"I know, you love me, otherwise why would you have given birth to Feng Ming? But, why did you leave me back then, so cruel and decisive, why?"

Mu Junqian asked softly, there was only pity and tenderness, without the slightest reproach.

"I'm… sorry,"

Shuiyue, who was sobbing, didn't know what to say other than sorry, it hurt Mu Jungan's heart, it was the deepest and heaviest pain in her life.

"You know? When I heard you say in the church that you were willing to marry Shaohan, my heart was about to break. If I could, I really wanted to snatch you back, hold you tightly in my arms, and tell everyone You are the woman I love the most, and I will not allow you to leave me, even if it is to hold you tightly by my side. But, I can't, if that choice is what you want, I will fulfill you, because I only I want to make you happy, make you happy."

Mu Junqian's emotional confession made Shuiyue burst into tears, and the surging tears could not be controlled no matter what.

"I'm sorry. It's me...I broke your heart. You hate me. If you're still not angry, just scold me and hit me."

Shuiyue cried bitterly, thinking that Mu Jun had never forgotten herself all these years, and thinking of the affection she gave to him so cruelly back then, her heart was pierced like a knife.