Seeing Zhuang Yan's appearance, Zhao Yiran showed shame and whispered: "I'm just too anxious for a while, I'm afraid it's too late to find someone..."

Zhuang Yan didn't hear it, she had already fallen asleep.

The man holding him had a handsome face stormed, and when he heard Zhao Yiran's words, his forehead bulged.

He growled and asked: "If you are worried about Xia Weiyang, don't care whether she is Zhuang Yan's life or not! When she gave birth to a child, the doctor said that she had severe anemia. If you asked a woman with anemia just under three months of giving birth to a blood transfusion for Xia Weiyang, you are too selfish!"

When Zhao Yiran heard these words, he felt even more embarrassed to look at Mu Lingfeng.

Mu Lingfeng continued: "I'm telling you very clearly. Zhuang Yan's physical condition cannot give Xia Weiyang blood transfusion."

"You even called her because the woman you like now is not her. Can you treat her like this!"

One sentence after another, Zhao Yiran couldn't even raise his head.

He couldn't refute it because what Mu Lingfeng said was true.

He did know from the beginning that Zhuang Yan's body was not suitable for transfusions of Xia Weiyang, and he also heard Mu Lingfeng's warning.

But he still had a lucky mentality and thought that Zhuang Yan would give him some blood, so there should be no problem.

Mu Lingfeng snorted heavily and left the hospital with Zhuang Yan in his arms.

He wants to go home as soon as possible and contact a private doctor to treat Zhuang Yan.

She was too weak and her fingers were cold.

Mu Lingfeng held the person in his arms, and no matter what, he would not let Zhao Yiran go like this!

...

The first person Zhuang Yan saw when she woke up was Xiao Muye with a worried look on his face.

"Mom!" Seeing Zhuang Yan open her eyes, Xiao Muye was immediately happy and hugged Zhuang Yan and said, "That's great! Mom is awake!"

"Hiss..." The needle inserted on the back of the hand became a little loosened because Xiao Muye's movements and blood began to flow backwards.

Zhuang Yan endured the headache and said to Xiao Muye in a weak voice: "Go and find dad."

Seeing a blood flowing upwards, Xiao Muye was also frightened and nodded and retreated: "I know, mom, I'll go now!"

Xiao Muye ran out of the room and happened to run into Mu Lingfeng who was about to enter the door.

The man frowned slightly, and Xiao Muye didn't care about the headache. He pulled Mu Lingfeng's hand and pointed it into the room and said anxiously: "Dad, go in quickly! Mom's hand is bleeding!"

When Mu Lingfeng heard this, he immediately rushed into the room. Seeing the needle on the back of Zhuang Yan's hand, his face suddenly turned ugly again.

He called, and Wang Shuo, the private doctor who was about to leave, immediately ran to the room.

Wang Shuo helped Zhuang Yan change the needle again and carefully put tape on her.

Xiao Muye asked with a worried look: "Uncle Doctor, is my mother okay?"

Wang Shuo nodded and smiled kindly: "It's okay, I'll come and take a look later."

"That's good, that's good." Little Mu Ye patted his chest like a little adult, looking relieved after being frightened.

Zhuang Yan was a little happy to watch.

Wang Shuo nodded and said to Mu Lingfeng: "Young lady is fine. After a few days of cultivation, you will get better gradually after eating more things that replenish blood. If you have nothing to do, I'll leave first."

Mu Lingfeng nodded: "Doctor Wang walk slowly."

Xiao Muye is very sensible and is very polite in Dr. Wang's white coat: "Grandpa Wang, I'll give you a gift."

Wang Shuo nodded with a smile. This child was so cute.

Xiao Muye smiled innocently and walked out of the room with Wang Shuo, so only Zhuang Yan and Mu Lingfeng were left in the room.

For a long time, the man just looked at her expressionlessly and said nothing.

Zhuang Yan licked her slightly dry lips and dodged his gaze.

Until later, she couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't help asking: "Are you... still blaming me?"

Mu Lingfeng raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "Blame you? What qualifications do I have to blame you?"

His tone was ridiculous, but Zhuang Yan couldn't get angry.

When she fainted, she vaguely heard the conversation between Mu Lingfeng and Zhao Yiran.

Only then did I know why Mu Lingfeng just didn't allow her to transfusion blood to Xia Weiyang.

He has actually been worried about his body.

Zhuang Yan regretted it a little that she shouldn't have gotten so angry with him at the beginning.

Mu Lingfeng looked at her with a pitiful look, and his anger was half gone.

Sure enough, he still couldn't get angry with this woman.

Sighing, Mu Lingfeng said, "Don't be impulsive when encountering things, I will discuss them with you, okay?"

Seeing his tone soften, Zhuang Yan's nose felt sour: "I'm sorry... I'm just too extreme..."

As she said that, her eyes turned red, and Mu Lingfeng felt distressed again when she saw it.

Walking to her bed and sitting, Mu Lingfeng frowned and said, "I don't mean to blame you, don't cry."

He couldn't comfort others. He looked at Zhuang Yan's look like she was about to cry and couldn't help but feel anxious.

But the more Mu Lingfeng is like this, the more Zhuang Yan feels regretful.

She took a deep breath and tried to restrain her desire to cry. After a while, she said with a heavy nasal voice: "In the future... I won't be so impulsive when encountering things in the future... Let's discuss it carefully!"

"Um."

Mu Lingfeng responded, looked at her tears, and couldn't help but say, "Look at you, you are already a mother of two children, and you still love to cry so much."

Zhuang Yan defended: "I didn't cry, I held back."

Mu Lingfeng was amused by her red nose, red eyes, and hugged her and coaxed her softly: "Okay, okay, you didn't cry, you didn't cry, I blamed you wrongly."

"I didn't cry..."

Crouching in Mu Lingfeng's arms, Zhuang Yan couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.

No matter how fierce the noise was, she still felt that only Mu Lingfeng's chest was the safest.

Xiao Muye came back to see the guests and saw his parents hugging each other in the bedroom, and immediately covered his mouth and laughed secretly.

Then he tiptoed out of the bedroom and took the door to the room.

...

"So, how did you find Xia Weiyang?" During dinner in the evening, Zhuang Yan couldn't help asking this question.

Mu Lingfeng handed her another spoonful of soup and said, "It's very simple. I found the kidnapper's black car through bus surveillance, and then went to private detectives to investigate, and they were found soon."

When Zhuang Yan heard this, she sighed slightly in her heart: This incident made Zhao Yiran anxious, but he solved it lightly.

I couldn't help but praise Mu Lingfeng and said, "It seems that President Mu still has two tricks."

"Of course." Mu Lingfeng was not modest. "It's so simple that a kidnapping incident can be investigated."

He said that's what he said, but in fact, those two private detectives not only charge an outrageous fee, but also very difficult to invite them out.

It is probably difficult for male stars like Zhao Yiran to get to them.

Zhuang Yan didn't know the twists and turns, and nodded as she patted Mu Lingfeng's flattery and said, "Yes, yes, my husband is going to do it, one is going to do it!"

Mu Lingfeng was amused by her terrible look: "Why are you so poor?"

...

Not long after, Zhuang Yan was still recuperating at home. While watching TV bored, Xia Weiyang called.

When she saw the three words "Xia Weiyang" on the screen, she was stunned for a second, and then she realized and pressed the answer button.

"Hey? Zhuang Yan?"

Xia Weiyang's voice sounded a little weak, but she could still hear the joy in her tone.

Zhuang Yan replied: "It's me, how are you in good health?"

"It's pretty good." Xia Weiyang hesitated for a moment and asked: "I heard from Zhao Yiran that you fainted in order to donate blood to me..."

When Xia Weiyang said this, he couldn't help but feel slightly moved.

She didn't expect Zhuang Yan to help her like this.

Thinking of the things she did to Zhuang Yan in the past, I felt a little guilty and guilty.

Zhuang Yan smiled and said, "It's okay, I fainted because I was in poor health, not because I donated blood to you..."

"Zhuang Yan, I'm sorry." Xia Weiyang actually interrupted her, "I sincerely say sorry for the things I have done that hurt you before, and thank you for helping me."

Zhuang Yan felt mixed feelings and didn't know how to answer the conversation.

After a few seconds of silence, she sighed and said, "When I reconciled with you, I have already put aside the past. Since you are my friend, I have no reason not to save you."

"Well, I know." Xia Weiyang took a deep breath, "Okay, I won't disturb you to rest. I will definitely come to see you when I get better in two days. Then... will I hang up first?"

"Wait." Zhuang Yan hesitated for a while, and asked: "You and Yiran..."
To be continued...