Who Says I Don't Love You

Letong was admitted to VIP ward again, and Mu Yichen and I stayed here with her.

"You go back first. You have to go to work tomorrow." I said with concern for fear of delaying his business.

"It doesn't matter. I'm here with you." Mu Yichen said with a smile.

He seems to be saying: This is the responsibility of a man.

"I'm afraid I'm going to ask you for a long holiday. I want to spend more time with Lecong." I said calmly. There were no tears on my face, but my eyes were still red.

After seeing Mu Yichen, he said, "now the design manuscript of Hanyun has been handed over to the Fashion Association. Just hurry to produce the finished product."

"Last time I went there, they appreciated our works and said they liked our design very much. I hope it will be a complete success this time. I can give my assistant or Yan Yanyan everything I have in hand."

With a slight sob in my heart, I turned my eyes to Lecong.

"I'm so sorry for being too busy to accompany her during this period of time."

Mu Yichen came and took me into his arms and gently stroked my back. "You don't have to worry about things at work. I don't want Hanyun to become your burden."

The warm embrace has become my best comfort. Face on his chest, greedy for this thick attachment.

Before long, aunt Xiang sent a snack made by herself.

At this moment, we realized that we didn't even care about dinner and swept away all the food in an instant.

"They have gone too far. How can they be cruel to treat Lecong like this? It's really heartless and irritating." looking at Lecong lying in the hospital bed, aunt Xiang was distressed and criticized.

Lecong is undoubtedly like her own granddaughter. Her words can't help sinking my face.

Mu Yichen put down his chopsticks: "don't worry! They've done this again and again, I'll never forget it." when he said this, his eyes were cold and fierce.

The in the ward was suddenly quiet, but mu Yichen's hostility didn't converge at all.

Just then, there was a knock on the door. With permission, the nurse pushed the door and came in.

"Mr. mu, there are a group of people outside the hospital shouting that they want to see Lecong."

Hearing this, Mu Yichen's face was even more fierce, "I'm really tired of finding here."

Mu Yichen muttered coldly and then said to the nurse, "let the security guard blow them out. If you don't accept it, don't be polite."

I stayed up all night. I stayed with Lecong all night, and Mu Yichen was the same. Our faces were full of fatigue, but we didn't dare to be lazy at all, for fear of what would happen to Lecong again.

At this time, the doctor boiled a bowl of medicine, brought it to Mu Yichen and ordered him to drink it while it was hot. It tastes no different from normal medicine, but it looks very thick.

The doctor said nothing in front of me. Mu Yichen took a look at the doctor, as if they were tacit. I'm sure I'm hiding something from me? Suddenly my heart panicked.

"Why do you drink this?"

"It's all right. It's just that my stomach is a little uncomfortable."

He stretched out his hand, took it, looked up and drank it all.

"Really? When did it happen? Why didn't you say it earlier?"

"Isn't this medicine?"

"Is it still uncomfortable?"

"It's all right! It's much more comfortable."

I looked at him and got up to pour him water. But at this time, the cup in his hand fell to the ground and smashed.

The next morning, after having breakfast with me in the hospital, Mu Yichen went to the company.

In the hospital, I was always with Lecong and wiped her face. Looking at Lecong's closed eyes, his heart was in great pain.

"Happy boy, wake up and have a word with your mother. Why don't your mother tell you a story? What story do you want to hear?"

Lecong still closed his eyes and his face was only pale. My heart is clenched. I don't know what to do.

When the doctor came to check the situation, I pulled the doctor's sleeve tightly, with an anxious look on my face.

"Doctor, what's the matter with Lecong?" asked bitterly.

A trace of embarrassment flashed in the doctor's eyes. He looked at me with a hesitating expression on his face: "Miss Mo, don't ask, happy boy will be fine."

With that, the doctor went outside.

But I pulled his sleeve and didn't let go. "I'm Lecong's mother and her guardian. I have the right to know the truth of her illness." I yelled.

I asked several times, but mu Yichen didn't tell me. Although he didn't ask again, his heart had sunk faintly.

I know that Letong's illness must be very serious.

The doctor looked embarrassed again: "Miss Mo, Letong is really all right. Don't worry!"

"Did Mu Yichen let you deliberately hide it from me? Say it!" my face was calm.

The doctor and nurse looked at each other and didn't speak.

"OK, you don't say, right? I'll find Mu Yichen and ask for it myself." I said, turning around and going outside.

"Don't get excited, Miss mo." the doctor and nurse quickly blocked my way.

"Let me go out. I'm going to ask what happened to Lecong." the more I said, the more excited I became, and my eyes couldn't help blushing.

Le Tong hasn't woke up yet. My heart is like a knife. I kept struggling, but the doctors and nurses kept me in the ward.

"Miss Mo, you can't go."

"Then tell me, what happened to Lecong?"

The doctor and the nurse looked at each other and looked at each other. They didn't dare to say it after all.

"I beg you. Tell me what happened to Lecong."

At this time, I am no longer a famous designer on the show, not a crisp female boss in the company, but a mother worried about her children.

Tears came crashing down. I even knelt down to them and begged them to tell the truth.

"Leukemia."

The doctor's parents' heart, the doctor can understand my anxiety and pain. The doctor finally couldn't help telling the truth.

Hearing these three words, my heart sank, my eyes were frightened, I immediately forgot to speak, and my face turned pale.

Sitting on the ground, I heard a sound of "Dong", and I slowly closed my eyes.

When Mu Yichen arrived at the hospital, I woke up.

"Darling, you finally wake up!"

He took my hand and kissed me on the lips.

My eyes were distracted, staring out of the window with no expression on my face. Even when Mu Yichen appeared, I never looked at him. He even kept it from me. He didn't tell me a word about such a serious illness.

The corners of my eyes are wet tears. I deliberately turn a blind eye to his gentle words.

"Darling, what's wrong with you? Are you hungry? What do you want to eat? I'll buy it for you. OK?" Mu Yichen said tenderly.

At this time, I finally turned around and my eyes were red.

Staring at him for a few seconds, his chest choked and finally said, "why did you hide it from me, why didn't you tell me?"

The voice was hoarse and sour, and the tears kept flowing down and covered the whole cheek.

Hearing my words, he frowned, "darling." in his voice was heavy concern. Mu Yichen stretched out his hand and wanted to dry my tears, but I pushed him away.

I stared at him with dissatisfaction in my eyes: "why did you hide it from me? Do you know how important happy children are to me? Why did you do this?"

As he said that, his heart turned sour and his tears fell down again.

"I know." Mu Yichen said softly. As soon as he reached out to hold me in his arms, he was pushed away by me.

"You know you're hiding it from me!" I scolded angrily, and the round tears fell one by one.

"I didn't dare to tell you because I know that Lecong is very important to you. Honey, calm down. Okay?"

Then he took out his towel and stretched out his hand to wipe my tears, but I twisted my head and ran away.

Tears fell on the pure white sheet, dizzy and wet.

"How do you want me to calm down? She is my daughter, a piece of meat that fell off me! Can you know how I feel? She is ill, but you don't tell me. Have you considered my mood?" I scolded.

The expression on his face was ferocious, and a heart was tightened. Silent sobbing, body twitching.

Mu Yichen hugged me again. After a long time, he said softly, "darling, don't be angry! You should eat something first and don't starve yourself. OK?"

Then he brought me the porridge he bought for me. Full of tenderness, without the slightest gesture of the president.