novelraw Chapter 421 - 212. Yu Qinglu’s ghostly smile: Mu Huan, it was you who turned me into this. _2
Chapter 421 - 212. Yu Qinglu’s ghostly smile: Mu Huan, it was you who turned me into this. _2
Cheeks sunken, skin loose, eyes moist and clouded, body excessively thin, the blue veins on the back of the hands very noticeable.Mu Jin Huan no longer remembers what Yu Qinglu, who handed him that love letter full of hope in her school uniform many years ago, looked like.
She too, used to be kind.
His distinct features remained calm as usual, with a fleeting emotion deep in his dark eyes, leaving no trace for others to find.
His voice was faint, "It’s late, let the driver go slowly, listen to the doctor’s advice in the hospital, cooperate well with the treatment, I will visit you when I have time."
It was politely gentle, yet with an appropriate sense of distance.
Given their current relationship, it was rare for him to say such words.
Yu Qinglu had forgotten how long it had been since he last showed such concern for her, back when they were still ’friends’.
However, now, she’s merely a terminally ill walking dead, leveraging the kindness he felt because of Nan Wan to stay somewhere she can see him.
"There’s no need, your company matters are so busy, now with a baby, and Mrs. Mu needs your care too," Yu Qinglu smiled lightly, adding, "You instructed them, so the people in the hospital treat me kindly, Mu Huan, you don’t need to visit me."
After saying that, she moved her cold, stiff legs, ready to leave.
As their bodies brushed past each other, Yu Qinglu heard him say, "The weather is getting colder, wear more clothes when you go out."
In that moment, her barren heart seemed to receive a few drops of rain, but still nothing grew.
She nodded, obediently responding, "Okay, I know."
Without turning back, she walked straight towards the elevator, taking small, slow steps, the oversized coat for her swaying as she moved, making her body look even thinner.
In the empty corridor, her shadow cast on the ground by the lights, appeared desolate and lonely.
Only when the elevator doors closed did she reveal her disappointment, her loosely tied long hair falling to cover most of her face.
Still alive...
That’s okay, after all, this is exactly what Nan Huaiyu wanted, without a slight deviation.
If Zhao Ying really managed to kill Nan Wan and the baby this time, who knows how Nan Huaiyu would deal with her.
Premature birth, hovering between life and death, these are all things Bai Ruoshu once experienced, and the addition of Lu Li just happened to offset the death of Bai Ruoshu’s brother, originally they intended to use Nan Wan’s mother to compensate, but she was lucky enough to only have a fall.
For Nan Wan, this unexpected Lu Li should have the same effect.
In just one year, actor Lu Li hasn’t completely faded from the public’s sight, a week ago the entertainment paparazzi were still following him.
A large number of fans are still hoping for their idol to return to the entertainment circle after a break, especially those die-hard fans. Such a shocking bombshell, even with all their power, Mu Jin Huan and Nan Ze couldn’t hide it for long.
At that time, Mrs. Mu should be quite sad.
Zhao Ying’s life or death is unknown, and Nan Huaiyu won’t help her anymore, she has to do it herself.
Yu Qinglu stared blankly at the elevator’s changing numbers, her eyes blurred, a ghastly smile curled on her lips.
Mu Huan, you made me like this.
Rather than living like a walking dead, it would be better to...
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The nurse came out of the restroom and saw Mu Jin Huan outside the nursery, hurriedly jogging over, "Mr. Mu, would you like to take a look inside?"
From last night until now, the child had been born for almost twenty hours, and as a father, Mu Jin Huan hadn’t asked whether it was a boy or a girl, nor had he taken a glance.
It was quite unusual.
Mu Jin Huan’s gaze from the direction of the elevator shifted back, he wanted very much to look through the glass to see what this little life connecting him and her looked like, but his gaze quickly skimmed past just before seeing the child’s tiny feet.
The hands hanging at his sides clenched into fists, then slowly relaxed, as if restraining the instinct of a new father.
He had promised to be with her.
He didn’t answer the nurse’s question, instead asking, "When can I hold the baby?"
"I’m not sure," the nurse respectfully replied, "The preemie’s body isn’t fully developed in many aspects, generally you have to wait until the baby stabilizes its body temperature and can feed on its own before being discharged."
The cost for keeping a newborn in an incubator for a day isn’t cheap, and many ordinary families can’t afford it.
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