Who’s The Boss?

Chapter 478 Ms. Song had a car accident on the Jingj

Looking at the photo of the child sleeping with her eyes closed, Song Qingcheng slowly squeezed her phone tightly, her heart surged. She did not send a text message, and directly called the other party’s number.

The other party did not refuse to listen, and the call was quickly connected.

Song Qingcheng walked out of the banquet hall, and asked, “How have you done your child?”

After a long time, the other party’s low voice came from the receiver: “The child is on the high-speed rail. I will take him back to Beijing first. When you come to Beijing, I will return him to you.”

Song Qingcheng and Mu Ran were not familiar with each other, but they also heard that she was on the other end of the phone.

Mu Ranyu whispered again: “I don’t do anything to the child. Go to Beijing to see Yiyang. I will take good care of the child. You can see him when you arrive in Beijing.”

Song Qingcheng: “Where are you now?”

Mu Ran said nothing.

“Speak!” Song Qingcheng’s volume increased.

“I’m on the high-speed rail. I can’t fly with my kids. You go to the airport now. When you get to Beijing, we should be there too.”

Song Qingcheng’s heart was very confused. He remembered his one-month-old son and couldn’t calm down. When the child was taken away, he didn’t take the children’s supplies in the room, not to mention whether he would be hungry or not. If he urinates, there is no urine. What to do if you don’t get wet? Thinking about this, she turned and walked to the elevator door.

Shen Che just came out of the banquet hall.

Seeing Song Qingcheng who looked wrong, he hurriedly stretched out his hand and said, “Where to go?”

“I’m going to Beijing now.”

“Why are you going to Beijing?”

Song Qingcheng didn’t want to waste another minute, so he could only make a long story short: “The child was taken to Beijing by Muran.

After speaking, she has pressed the up button of the elevator.

Shen Che’s face was ugly: “She’s crazy?”

The elevator door opened, Song Qingcheng entered, and Shen Che immediately followed: “It’s not that the child was taken away by Yu Tingchuan’s half-sister, so why did he change hands to Muranyu again?”

“Perhaps there is a connection between them.”

Song Qingcheng said this sentence uneasy.

Back in the room upstairs, she picked up her bag and looked at it, and found that the ID card and wallet were there, and Shen Che was ready to go out after explaining.

Shen Che caught up: “I will go with you.”

“Murayu only lets me go alone.” Song Qingcheng waited for the elevator and turned to look at Shen Che: “Besides, you definitely didn’t bring your ID card with you. Now go back to your residence to get it, and then go to the airport. I’m afraid I will miss the most. That night flight.”

“Then tell Yu Tingchuan.”

Shen Che didn’t worry about her: “Didn’t he go looking for his sister? Since he knows the whereabouts of the child, it is his son who has been lost, and Yu Tingchuan must go there too.”

Song Qingcheng: “I’ll call him later.”

With that said, she entrusted the Song family relatives who came to attend the full moon banquet to Shen Che.

Those relatives will not return to Yurao tonight. Yu Tingchuan has already arranged a room in the hotel, but now, when Yu Tingchuan is not there, she wants to leave again, so she can leave her relatives and friends at home like this.

“Then let people take you to the airport.” Shen Che said.

This time, Song Qingcheng did not refuse.

Finally, it was Yu Mingrong who drove Song Qingcheng to the airport.

Song Qingcheng did not make a big announcement about Mu Ranyu’s taking the child away in the banquet hall. Yu Mingrong learned of the situation and asked Yu Mingxian to help take care of her son, and took the car key to give it away.

Sitting in the car, Song Qingcheng called Yu Tingchuan.

The phone rang twice.

Yu Tingchuan’s low voice came, and Song Qingcheng’s mood was a little calm. She mentioned that Mu Ranyu had taken the child north: “I was already on the way to the airport. Mu Ranyu asked me to go to the hospital to see her brother and go alone. I promised. Yes, you can come here later, I will fly to Beijing first.”

When Song Qingcheng said this, Yu Tingchuan was still in Yu Minghui’s apartment.

Yu Minghui stood at the door of the bedroom, being pulled by the arm by Xiaofan who later went upstairs, describing as embarrassed. Two men walked around in the bedroom to help her pack her luggage.

Clothes and designer bags are everywhere on the floor.

Seeing them ruining the cabinets, Yu Minghui’s face was pale and angrily said: “What do you want to do, I am Yu Linjiang’s daughter, if you dare to move me, I won’t let you go!”

Xiao Fan sneered sarcastically: “Then I wait for Miss Yu to let me go.”

“…You!” Yu Minghui’s face flushed.

She turned her head and looked at U Ting Chuan who was standing in front of the balcony with her back turned.

Yu Tingchuan is answering the phone.

When Yu Tingchuan closed the line and turned around, Yu Minghui’s eyes flushed and she said forcefully: “Yu Tingchuan, you are just the illegitimate child of the Yu family, what right do you have to treat me like this? The position of your Hengyuan boss is still from my brother. Snatched away, even if you threaten me, I won’t tell you where your son is!”

As he said, Yu Mingrong snorted: “Your first son is a deaf-mute child, so you care about the second one? It’s a pity that the whereabouts are unknown now, and someone may have his stomach sliced ​​open and sold out his organs someday.”

Upon hearing this, Yu Tingchuan paced and stood in front of Yu Minghui.

Yu Minghui looked at his excessively silent facial features, without any fear, but intensified: “To tell you the truth, I have sold your son to an organ dealer, maybe next time you see your son, his heart is on someone else… …”

Before he finished speaking, the back of his neck was severely choked.

The whole person was jerked over.

The change was in the blink of an eye, Xiao Fan was shocked, Yu Tingchuan changed his usual gentle and gentle style, just like an eagle dangling a chicken, with his left hand clasping Yu Minghui’s neck, and then slapped his backhand.

With that slap, the strength didn’t stop, and Yu Minghui’s eardrums hummed.

Yu Minghui tasted blood in his mouth.

Since childhood, Yu Minghui has never been beaten. She is a young lady in the Yu family. Yu Linjiang sees her as inadequate, but will not teach her. Her mother passed away a few years ago, and she was also a jewel in the palm of her hand. , But now, her left cheek is burning with pain.

Yu Tingchuan’s speaking speed is still not rushed: “This slap, you owe your nephew, and the aunt’s mouth is so unconcealed, since your nephew is still young, I can only do it for my father.”

Yu Minghui clutched his cheeks, did not make a fuss like before.

Probably because Yu Tingchuan’s tone made her feel dangerous.

Yu Tingchuan let go of the nape of her neck, took the tissue that Xiaofan handed him, and wiped his fingers: “Go to Congjiang in Guizhou for a while. When will you finish your studies? When will you come back.”

A few minutes later, Yu Tingchuan walked out of the apartment building in Jinding Tiandi.

He called Xu Dong: “Book me the flight ticket to Beijing at the latest tonight.”

…

At 10:45 in the evening, Song Qingcheng walked out of the Capital Airport.

There is already a car waiting for her outside the airport.

It was arranged by Yu Tingchuan.

The car parked downstairs in the inpatient department, and Song Qingcheng took the elevator upstairs by himself.

On the phone, Mu Ranyu didn’t say which ward Mu Yiyang lived in.

Song Qingcheng only knew that Mu Yiyang was in the intensive care unit, and that Mu Ranyu had not yet arrived in Beijing. It would take five hours at the earliest to take the high-speed train from Nancheng.

Not worrying about the child, Song Qingcheng dialed Mu Ranyu again.

No one answered this time.

Song Qingcheng sent a text message: “Seeing the call back, I am already in the hospital in Beijing.”

The delivery was successful, and something rolled to her feet.

Song Qingcheng looked down.

It is a small blue bouncy ball.

Then, a boy squatted beside her, chasing the ball.

The boy’s hospital gown was jacketed with a sweater and cardigan. This area was in the intensive care unit. The aisle was exceptionally quiet, with few people coming and going. Song Qingcheng looked at the boy who appeared suddenly, too thin, and his complexion was not so good. I don’t know which ward came from.

The boy got up after picking up the ball, looked up at her and asked, “Are you here to find someone?”

Song Qingcheng did not deny it.

The boy asked again, “Did you find it?”

“Not yet.” Song Qingcheng looked at the end of the corridor, “I don’t know which ward he is in.”

The boy clutched his abdomen, as if he was uncomfortable. He sat in a public seat in the aisle and said, “Then you sneaked in. Strangers are generally not allowed in here, unless you are a patient’s family member.”

Song Qingcheng just came in, and there was no one at the nurse’s station.

Seeing that the boy’s face was wrong, Song Qingcheng stopped looking for someone, and asked him, “Do you have a stomachache?”

“No, I’m getting sick.”

The boy waved his hand: “It’s okay, you don’t care about me.”

Song Qingcheng asked: “Did you sneak out?”

“…” The boy was speechless.

“I will take you back to the ward first and then find someone.”

Most of the people living here are seriously ill.

Being a mother by myself, I am always easily moved when I see a sick child.

The boy said: “Then who do you look for, I have lived here for almost half a year, you tell me my name, I might know it.”

Song Qingcheng looked at him as if he was eight or nine years old, thinking about living on the same floor. The children might know each other. Rather than trying to find him, it is better to ask him: “His name is Mu Yiyang, he may be one year older than you. Two years old.”

As a result, the boy blinked: “Are you looking for Mu Yiyang?”

Song Qingcheng looked at him as if he knew, and nodded, “Yes, I’m looking for him.”

“Are you a relative of his family?”

“That’s it.”

The boy curled his mouth and murmured softly: “Why didn’t I know you have such a relative.”

Song Qingcheng didn’t hear him clearly. Just about to ask him what he said, the boy stood up from the public seat: “I know which ward Mu Yiyang lives in. I will take you there, but he seems to be going home tonight. ”

“He went home?” Song Qingcheng paused.

The boy nodded for granted: “Yes, you can’t see him now.”

Thinking of the agreement between himself and Mu Ranyu, Song Qingcheng went to Mu’s house without turning around. He planned to go to the ward to take a look. He really walked to the door of the intensive care ward. The boy had already opened the door and asked her to enter: “You can find someone Where to sit, I will pour you a glass of water.”

“…” Song Qingcheng.

Seeing that the boy took out a cup from the bedside table and was about to carry a hot water bottle, Song Qingcheng saw that he was not in good health and took the initiative: “I’ll do it myself.”

“That’s okay,” the boy said angrily.

Then he sat down by the bed.

Song Qingcheng poured the water and handed the disposable paper cup to the boy.

She thought it was the boy who wanted to drink water.

The boy shook his head: “I just took the medicine, and now I can’t drink water.”

Song Qingcheng surveyed the ward briefly, found a few Transformers on the windowsill, looked back, and asked the boy, “Is Mu Yiyang’s body very bad?”

The boy pursed his mouth, his eyes rolled slightly, and then he said, “How do you say that, his kidneys are not very good, and his health is normal. His father is a doctor, so he has thought of a lot of ways, otherwise he will not be able to survive now. ”

Seeing him look like a small adult, Song Qingcheng smiled: “You know a lot.”

The boy blushed and scratched his ears: “I also listen to others.”

At this moment, the door of the ward was pushed open.

Song Qingcheng turned his head and saw that it was Song Wan who came in, and the smile on his lips faded.

Song Wan was already at the door, but she didn’t expect to meet Song Qingcheng here, and then she turned to look at the boy: “Yiyang, why don’t you call your mother to tell your mother?”

Song Qingcheng also turned his attention to the boy.

The boy had just lied, and he was very guilty of not looking at Song Qingcheng at this moment.

Song Wan put the thermos cup on the bedside table, and found that Mu Yiyang had taken off the oxygen tube by herself, and there was no painful equipment on her body. She immediately dragged her son to the bed: “You need to rest in bed in your current situation. Don’t run around. go with.”

The boy asked: “Is my father still operating on the patient?”

“Yes, I can see you tomorrow morning.”

Song Wan’s voice was gentle, covering her son with a quilt.

Song Qingcheng stood by and watched. She didn’t feel much in her heart. She quietly left the ward and walked to the elevator. Before taking a few steps, Song Wan’s call came from behind: “Qingcheng!”

Stopping, Song Qingcheng turned around.

It just so happened that she also wanted to tell the other person something.

Song Wan stood three steps away, watching her hesitate to speak, Song Qingcheng was not in the mood to relive the past, and said straightforwardly: “Your good stepdaughter took my son away. She asked me to come to Beijing. I am here now. I also saw her brother, I have done what she said, and I hope she will believe it.”

“Lan Yu took the child away?”

“Don’t you know?” Song Qingcheng said with a sarcasm: “Whether you know it or not, what is the difference between what she is doing now and what you did before?”

Song Wan’s hands clasped in front of him slowly clenched.

“Lan Yu said that she went to live with a friend in the past few days, but didn’t tell us that she went to Nancheng.”

“These are not important anymore. My child has just reached his full moon. Even if you want to match him, you still have to check the size of the kidney.”

Song Qingcheng said again: “This is the last time. I am optimistic about your stepdaughter. If there is another time, even if I care about the love of Mu’s family, I won’t forget her like this.”

After these implied warnings, she no longer has any nostalgia.

Song Wan stepped forward to hold her, seemingly unspeakable, but still opened his mouth: “I was confused about the previous thing. I just wanted you to save your brother. I didn’t expect so many things to happen. I’m sorry. , I know that I am not a qualified mother, it is what I did that hurt you.”

Song Wan’s eyes were sour, and after a pause, he said, “I and Yiyang’s father have found a kidney source that matches all aspects. The other person is from Tianjin. That’s what happened this afternoon.”

Song Qingcheng heard this and looked sideways at Song Wan.

“Yiyang’s father is going to the operating table, so he can’t arrange the time temporarily, so he plans to rush to Tianjin tomorrow morning.”

Speaking of this, Song Wan looked at Song Qingcheng eagerly: “Since you are here, can you help me to accompany Yiyang here? I don’t want to delay any longer. I plan to go to Tianjin overnight. Yiyang’s health is getting worse and worse. , I can’t bear any changes, I can only race against time.”

“Mom, where are you going?”

Mu Yiyang’s small body appeared at the door of the ward.

Song Wan let go of Song Qingcheng, walked back and squatted beside Mu Yiyang, touching her son’s cheek: “Mom has something to do. I’m going to Tianjin. I’ll be back at noon tomorrow. Tonight, will my mother let this sister accompany you?”

Mu Yiyang glanced at Song Qingcheng with a look of embarrassment, as if he didn’t want his mother to leave, but finally nodded: “Well, then, you come back soon.”

After Song Wan got up, she went straight to the elevator on the other side.

Mu Yiyang looked at Song Qingcheng again and asked, “Are you really a relative of my family?”

Song Qingcheng did not answer, only instructed him to enter the ward.

Mu Ranyu showed up at the hospital with the baby in his arms. It was already around 2 o’clock in the morning.

In the ward, Mu Yiyang was already asleep. When the phone rang, Song Qingcheng immediately walked out of the ward, and saw Mu Ranyu and the child wrapped in a blanket in her arms, feeling ups and downs.

Song Qingcheng raised his hand and gave Mu Ranyu a slap in the face.

Mu Ranyu didn’t dodge.

“Do you know what crime it is to steal a child from someone else’s house?”

Mu Lai directly met Song Qingcheng’s gaze, with a stubborn expression: “So what? I only know that my brother is going to die. If I don’t take the child away, you won’t come at all!”

Before he finished speaking, Song Qingcheng slapped Mu Ranyu’s face with a fierce slap.

Song Qingcheng said coldly: “The slap just now was for my son, and now this slap is for your parents to educate you.”

At this moment, Song Qingcheng’s cell phone rang again.

It was an unfamiliar number, she picked it up, and got bad news.

The call is from the traffic police department.

“Ms. Song Wansong was involved in a car accident on the Beijing-Tianjin-Tangzhou Expressway, and her life or death is currently unknown.”