Domineering president: wife, please remarry me!

When Tong Zhenyu drove to the second hospital, he saw such a scene.

Xu Yunchang's gray face was cold and black. In the author's wheelchair, Wu Yuling stood aside with a frightened face. Cheng Shaoxiang stood not far away with a cold face, but he didn't see Zhang Zijun's shadow.

He was stunned immediately, but he went to say hello to Xu Yunchang: "Uncle Xu, is Ruoxi sick?"

Just now Zijun only said on the phone that Zhang Tianqian wanted to donate blood to Xu Ruoxi, but he didn't say that Xu Ruoxi needed blood transfusion because of something, so he asked.

"That despicable thing," said Xu Yunchang. His daughter was so angry that he gnashed his teeth. He didn't expect his daughter to be so worthless. He had to cut his wrists to commit suicide in order to marry Cheng Shaoxiang.

Xu Ruoxi committed suicide? Tong Zhenyu was stunned at that time, and then pulled out a touch of light ridicule from the corners of his mouth.

He still remembers that Xu Ruoxi got drunk in Chenxi Pavilion last year because he didn't get there, and then caught a cold and had a high fever in the bathroom. He thought Xu Ruoxi would only do this for him, but it turned out that Xu Ruoxi was better than Cheng Shaoxiang.

"If Xi has tenacious vitality, she should be able to survive." Tong Zhenyu comforted Xu Yunchang symbolically.

"What about Zijun and Uncle Zhang?" Tong Zhenyu asked Zhao Rong standing behind Xu Yunchang's wheelchair, because he met Zhao Rong at Zhang Tianqian's home and was an acquaintance.

"Mr. Zhang went to the laboratory to draw blood, and Zijun went to the laboratory to accompany Mr. Zhang." Zhao Rong pointed to the laboratory at the end of the corridor.

Tong Zhenyu nodded, thanked aunt Zhao, turned and walked towards the end of the corridor, looked inside when passing the emergency room, and then walked through quickly.

When passing by, Cheng Shaoxiang shouted to him, "Zhenyu."

He stopped, looked at Cheng Shaoxiang, nodded and comforted: "you don't have to be too sad. I believe she will get better“

Hearing this, Cheng Shaoxiang twitched at the corners of his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Tong Zhenyu came to the laboratory and found Zhang Zijun's father sitting side by side on the plastic stool. Zhang Tianqian's face was a little gray and didn't look very good.

"Uncle Zhang?" Tong Zhenyu called him softly, squatted down and looked at him and asked, "are you okay?"

Zhang Tianqian looked at Tong Zhenyu and was about to speak. The nurse shouted inside: "Zhang Tianqian, your blood type is in line with blood donation. Now you can come in and draw blood."

"Dad," Zijun shouted nervously, holding his wrist and looking at him.

Zhang Tianqian sighed, gently broke Zijun's hand, and then said, "I'll just donate blood to strangers I don't know. You still don't know who the blood will be lost to?"

"Zi Junmo, while Zhang Tianqian had got up and followed the nurse who came out.

Zijun quickly stood up and followed Zhang Tianqian for a few steps. He didn't have to stop until he saw him enter a gate where no one was allowed to enter.

"Zijun," Tong Zhenyu walked over and held her cold hand tightly in her palm until she was shaking helplessly.

He raised his hand, took her into his arms, bowed his head, kissed her gently on her forehead, and said softly, "don't worry, dad will be fine."

"How could he be all right?" Zijun's mouth opened, and his tears were already in his eyes. He just pretended to be strong in front of his father and collapsed at this moment.

Seeing that she was so excited at once, Tong Zhenyu was at a loss. He could only hold her tightly and call softly, "Zijun."

"Xu Yunchang and I are the same blood group, but Xu Ruoxi and my father are the same blood group. And I look so similar to Xu Ruoxi, you say. What's going on?"

Zijun threw himself into Tong Zhenyu's arms, and the tears in her eyes finally burst into tears. No matter how unwilling she was to admit that she was Xu Yunchang's daughter, the facts were here, so she couldn't deny it or deny it.

Tong Zhenyu doesn't know how to comfort her or what's going on. He can't do anything else except just hug her in his arms and give her her own warmth and strength.

In fact, before Zhang Zijun could donate blood to Xu Yunchang, he also suspected that Zhang Zijun and Xu Ruoxi were twin sisters, because it was said that Wu Yuling was indeed born twins more than 20 years ago, but another child was said to have died in less than a month.

But now, Zhang Tianqian can donate blood to Xu Ruoxi, which is really a bit messy, because if Wu Yuling were twins, she couldn't give birth to Xu Yunchang and Zhang Tianqian's children at the same time, right?

Besides, did Zhang Tianqian have anything to do with Wu Yuling more than 20 years ago? It seems that he hasn't heard anyone mention it to him?

Zijun choked in Tong Zhenyu's arms for a long time. He stabilized his excitement before raising his head. When he found that he had wet a large area of Tong Zhenyu's chest, he was embarrassed again.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." her hand gently rubbed his white shirt.

"It's all right," he said softly, "let's go. Let's go out and wait for Dad. He should have gone to the emergency room for blood transfusion."

Zijun nodded. Tong Zhenyu took out his handkerchief and wiped her face for a while, then smiled and said, "plain face is good. You don't have to worry about crying. You spend your makeup."

".." Zijun was speechless and took the handkerchief and wiped it herself. She was still