Warm marriage to the bone, the president's wife is ruthless

Chapter 698 Mu Qingqing Fainted

These days, Mo Liancheng has always taken good care of Mu Qingqing, but he is holding tight to the child in her stomach, as if afraid of any mistakes or omissions.Not only did she stop all the work she was doing, but she even sent an entire medical team to stand by the Donglin villa at any time.

Mu Qingqing told Mo Liancheng more than once that he didn't need to do this to such a degree, and it was inevitable that people would criticize him, but Mo Liancheng said he agreed, but actually he didn't pay attention to other people's opinions. The posture of pampering God.

Mo Han also completely changed his temper, and came to visit Mu Qingqing every few days, looking very caring.Mu Qingqing appreciates it, but it is still difficult to get close to Mo Han in her heart, it's just a formality on the surface.

Today is also an ordinary day, Mu Qingqing finally got over the morning sickness reaction, she finally felt a little more relaxed, and her body didn't feel so uncomfortable anymore.So he ran to the back garden alone with no interest, read a book and listened to music.

Fortunately, there was a gardener pruning the branches and leaves in the garden. If not, it would not be long before Mu Qingqing fainted without warning before being discovered.

The gardener has also worked in the Mo family for more than ten years, and he is as loyal to the Mo family as Uncle Tang is.Seeing Mu Qingqing fainted by the pond, she was so frightened and panicked that she literally broke her throat by shouting, and desperately ran into the house to call for someone to come over.

"It's no good, Mrs. Mo has fainted, someone come here!" The gardener yelled, stumbling into the house while beating on the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"what?"

Butler Tang rushed out from the kitchen with a spoon, and several servants also rushed out in a hurry, "Go outside and call the doctor, hurry up!"

At the same time, Mo Liancheng, who had just finished work, happened to enter the door, and bumped into the servant who was running out in a hurry. He was about to scold the servant for being so reckless, only to learn the news that Mu Qingqing had fainted, so he was desperate She quickly ran to the edge of the pool and hugged Mu Qingqing into her arms.

The car of the medical team came in handy, and drove quickly to the hospital along the way. While testing, the heartbeat and blood pressure were normal, and the breathing was a little short.

Mo Liancheng held Mu Qingqing's hand tightly all the time, a fine layer of sweat oozed from his forehead, "What's the situation now?"

The doctor tore off the stethoscope from his ear, and said with a troubled expression, "Mrs. Mo is normal, and the heartbeat of the fetus is also normal. I don't know... I don't know what the reason is!"

Mo Liancheng was furious, and vented his anger on the medical staff, yelling loudly, "Trash! I don't know what I'm spending money to support you!"

The doctor didn't dare to make a sound. Apart from the beeping beeping of the oxygen machine, no one dared to say a word.

It was almost nine o'clock in the evening when we returned to Donglin Villa from the hospital. Steward Tang was fidgeting and pacing back and forth in the living room, until the sound of a car engine came from outside the door, and he quickly opened the door to welcome him out.

Mu Qingqing was out of danger, but her face was paler.

"Uncle Tang, cook some pumpkin porridge for Qingqing and take it to the bedroom." Mo Liancheng said calmly, and helped Mu Qingqing out of the back seat of the car with no expression on his face.

Butler Tang nodded repeatedly, and went to order the kitchen workers to cook porridge for Mrs. Mo.

When Tang Butler brought the porridge into the room, Mu Qingqing was taking a bath in the bathroom inside, and Mo Liancheng took the tray and sighed repeatedly.

"Master, young lady, is she alright?" Seeing Mo Liancheng looking downcast, Uncle Tang was worried in the bathroom, but he couldn't hold back and asked with concern.

Mo Liancheng shook his head, and said calmly, "Qingqing's body is getting weaker and weaker. The doctor has done many tests but can't find the reason. Whether this child can survive is still unknown, and we can only resign ourselves to fate... "

"This...how could this be..." Tang Butler's face was wrinkled, and his facial features twitched for a moment, but he didn't know what to say to comfort him.On the contrary, the young master and the young madam managed to get back together again, if they lost their flesh and blood again, it would be a blow like a bolt from the blue.

Mo Liancheng patted Butler Tang on the shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Uncle Tang, the company is very busy these days, and Qingqing will trouble you to trouble you..."

Butler Tang nodded. Although he didn't say much, he always paid attention to Mrs. Mo in his heart, for fear that something might go wrong.

Uncle Tang turned to leave, and a figure passed by the door, and Sister Rong secretly heaved a sigh of relief as she hid aside.

The next morning, Sister Rong cooked the soup as usual and was about to send it upstairs to Mu Qingqing, but unexpectedly, she was stopped by Mo Liancheng, who happened to be going out, "Sister Rong, Qingqing has no appetite recently. Drink fish soup, Uncle Tang made bird's nest porridge, you can drink this soup."

Sister Rong's face seemed to be gloomy, and her hand holding the soup couldn't help shaking, "Then I'll send it to the kitchen first, and I'll send it after the young lady wants to drink it."

"and many more!"

Mo Liancheng stopped Sister Rong, and said with a gentle face, "Sister Rong, you have worked hard these days, and you often get up before dawn to make soup for Qingqing. I know you have always liked fish soup. This soup Just drink it!"

Sister Rong smiled stiffly, nodded and said, "The young master still cares about me. I'll drink in a while, so you don't have to worry about me. Isn't the company very busy recently, so don't delay the serious business!"

Mo Liancheng smiled lightly, "Sister Rong, when did I tell you that the company is very busy recently?"

This sentence was said by Mo Liancheng to Butler Tang last night, unless Uncle Tang said it, but Uncle Tang was standing aside at this time, there was no room for Sister Rong to tell a lie even if she wanted to.

After a while, Sister Rong smiled wryly and said, "I see that you have been leaving early and returning late lately, young master. It must be because the company is very busy. Otherwise, since you love young mistress so much, why are you not at home every day!"

Mo Liancheng jokingly raised the corners of his mouth, and pulled Sister Rong to sit at the edge of the dining table, pushing the bowl of fish soup with enough ingredients on the tray over, "Sister Rong, you should also treat yourself better, Otherwise, others should think that I have treated you harshly!"

"Master, you are joking..." Sister Rong's expression was a little awkward. Although Mo Liancheng had been by her side since childhood, it had been a long time since Mo Liancheng sat and chatted together like this.

"Drink it up, I'm willing to leave only after watching you drink it up!" Mo Liancheng's gaze was fixed on Sister Rong all the time, but his attitude was irresistible.

Sister Rong hesitated to bring the bowl to her lips, and after procrastinating for a long time, she slipped her hand and threw the bowl on the ground, and hurriedly got up to tidy it up in a panic, "Oh, look, I'm old and I can't hit it." It’s used up, I can’t even hold a bowl!”

(End of this chapter)