Love you, far away

Tong Mengyao felt lucky to meet a kind-hearted villager.

This was a close shave.

After meeting with Xia Ru, the two of them quickly left the place, and the outsiders did not mention this matter, just as Tong Mengyao had been burned to death in the village fire.

Holding the child again, Tong Mengyao burst into tears. I really don't know how many times this life and death will go through.

Xia Ru patted Tong Mengyao on the shoulder. "It's all right. Don't be too sad. You still have to breastfeed."

"Well, did the child find anything wrong?"

"I'll know tomorrow. Don't think about it tonight. Have a good rest. By the way, what's the name of the child?"

Tong Mengyao looked at the cute girl in her arms. Since she was a boy, she should follow the surname of the Hao family.

"Call hao yuan. I hope he can go further in the future."

"Give me a small name. Such a cute child can't be called a big name from the beginning."

"Nianchen."

When Xia Ru heard these two words, she paused slightly. She knew that Tong Mengyao wanted the child to recognize his ancestors, but the current situation was impossible. She could only miss him in her heart.

The next day, Tong Mengyao and Xia Ru were stunned when they received a notification from the hospital that the child had acute leukemia and needed a bone marrow transplant as soon as possible to save the child's life.

Tong Mengyao was frantic and clamoring to donate to her, but Xia Ru told her that she had donated a kidney and had just given birth to a child. This was a condition that would not allow her to donate bone marrow. She had to have immediate relatives...

"Xia Ru, look at the child. I'll go look for hao chen. He always gets away with it."

"Mengyao, try it. I'll wait for you here with the child."

Tong Mengyao nodded and immediately took a taxi to Hao Chen's villa. She could probably identify the location of the villa when she heard birds calling from afar and smelled the fragrance of flowers.

Walking to the door of the villa, just as he was about to knock, he heard that the people inside had already come out.

"Oh, isn't this Tong Mengyao? I can't believe you're not dead yet."

"Yao Yuxin, I'm looking for hao chen. He should be home at this time."

"Do you have anything to do with hao chen? It's the same with me."

Tong Mengyao's heart was on fire. After all, the most important thing about the child now was, "I can't talk to you. I'm looking for hao chen."

"Hao Chen is not here."

"Impossible." Tong Mengyao wanted to rush in, but Yao Yuxin pushed him to the ground.

"What a cockroach. You can come back from selling it in the village, hmph."

"Yao Yuxin, no matter what you do to me, I'm just looking for hao chen. I need him."

Yao Yuxin snorted coldly, knowing that there was no advantage in entanglement with Tong Mengyao. It was better to let this woman give up.

"Wait, I'll call you."

Yao Yuxin walked into the villa and didn't know what to say. By the time she came out, the phone had been pressed to speakerphone. Tong Mengyao couldn't see it, but she wasn't deaf.

Hao Chen said impatiently on the other end of the phone, "That dead woman still dares to come. Why should she find a reason? The hell would believe her. People like her should die and get her out of here."

Yao Yuxin hung up the phone and looked at Tong Mengyao proudly. "Did you hear that? I told you to get out."

Tong Mengyao knew that Hao Chen was only angry for a moment. As long as he waited patiently, he would meet her.

Rumbling, it was raining outside, and Yao Yuxin didn't care if Tong Mengyao was alive or dead, because she knew that Hao Chen was on a business trip and wouldn't be back today.

Tong Mengyao insisted on waiting outside. The rain hit her mercilessly and pierced through her clothes. The cold hit her instantly.

Shivering in the cold wind, kneeling on the cold ground, surrounded by the freezing rain, his body had not recovered, and now the rain was undoubtedly adding to the misery.

But Tong Mengyao firmly believed that as long as he could see Hao Chen and tell him about the child, he would not ignore it.

She did not know how she managed to stay up all night. Fortunately, the rain stopped in the middle of the night, but the cold wind remained and did not gradually warm up until the morning.

Tong Mengyao's clothes were still wet, her lips were white, and her hair dripped with water.

The servants knew Tong Mengyao's identity, but no one dared to interfere because of Yao Yuxin's power.

Xia Ru waited all night but did not see Tong Mengyao come back. When he came to the villa, he saw Tong Mengyao lying on the ground trembling. His eyes were already closed, his lips were as white as paper, and his thin body was like a wounded kitten, twitching constantly.

After a push, Tong Mengyao ignored Xia Ru. Xia Ru called the ambulance in a hurry. Tong Mengyao's forehead was burning.