No matter how fast or slow they went, Fu Heng and the others finally arrived at the hospital where Gu's mother was until after 8pm.
On the way, Gu Lan's friend had already sent a message, informing them of the ward where Gu's mother was.
So the two of them went directly to the hospital with Qingqing, and happened to meet Gu Lan's friend and Gu's father.
"Thank you, brother."
"It's okay, you go in and see your aunt first, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first." Wen Hao patted Gu Lan's shoulder comfortingly, and thoughtfully left space for their family.
Before leaving, he curiously glanced at Qingqing, who looked very similar to Gu Lan and was looking around with a pair of clear peach blossom eyes in Fu Heng's arms.
Qingqing noticed that someone was looking at her, and she raised her head and smiled sweetly. Wenhao was slightly stunned, and then smiled back.
"This is your child, he is so cute, and looks a lot like you." He complimented and left without waiting for Gu Lan to answer.
In addition to leaving to avoid disturbing others, he also left because he was really busy.
"That uncle..." Qingqing looked at Wenhao's back with a little doubt, "He looks familiar."
She seemed to have seen him somewhere before?
Unfortunately, Gu Lan and Fu Heng's attention was on Gu's mother in the ward, so no one answered her little question.
Seeing them coming, Gu's father seemed to have grasped the backbone, and hurriedly came to greet them.
"You are finally here. Look at your mother. She has been like this since she just woke up. She doesn't respond when you call her."
Avoiding the hand that his father stretched out, ignoring the other's disappointed look, Gu Lan frowned and asked impatiently: "What happened to her? Why did she suddenly faint?"
Could it be that she really had a miscarriage?
Gu Lan's mood was a little complicated. Although he had cursed his mother viciously, he felt a little helpless when it really happened.
People are indeed contradictory creatures.
"She hasn't even been pregnant, so what's the point of miscarriage?"
Gu's mother turned over on the bed, and her weird tone revealed deep depression.
Huh?
Gu Lan and Fu Heng paused at the same time, and then looked puzzled.
"What do you mean? Explain it clearly?"
Gu Lan hated it the most when people talked to him half-heartedly, or were vague and never got to the point.
Isn't it better to just say it directly?
Why go through so many twists and turns?
It's not like playing tricks.
"Your mother..." Gu Yanyu said hesitantly in a low voice: "She's not pregnant. The doctor said she has uterine fibroids."
The tumor was so big that it
propped up his wife's abdomen, so the couple mistakenly thought she was pregnant.
Gu Lan: "..."
Fu Heng: "..."
Qingqing: "???"
Qingqing didn't understand what the adults were talking about at all and looked confused.
After a whole silence...
"Puchi!" Gu Lan couldn't help but put his fist to his lips and burst out laughing.
"Gu Lan!"
Gu's mother was so angry that she sat up from the hospital bed, like an enraged lioness: "What's your attitude?"
"What what attitude?"
Gu Lan, who was trying hard to hold back her smile, turned her snicker into unbridled ridicule when she was scolded: "You guys were stupid enough to go to the hospital for a check-up and mistook uterine fibroids for pregnancy. You made such a big ooze, and you don't allow others to laugh?" "
Okay, okay, stop arguing, Gu Lan. Your mother has just been hospitalized, and the doctor said that she will have to undergo surgery to remove her entire uterus in a few days. She is in a very depressed mood now. You should say less and don't make her angry." Gu Lan
stood up to smooth things over in a good tone, but unfortunately Gu Lan did not appreciate it.
"She is very strong mentally, I can't make her angry. Since you are okay, I will leave first."
Every minute and every second of staying here made Gu Lan feel suffocated, and he didn't want Qingqing to face these troubles, so he just left.
Anyway, there are doctors and nurses here, and nothing will happen to the couple.
"Wait a minute!"
Gu's mother's slightly weak voice sounded from behind. Gu Lan paused slightly, suddenly wanting to hear what else she wanted to do.
"Is Qingqing in your arms? Let me hug her."
The tone of matter-of-factness: "Since this is my granddaughter, she should call me grandma."
The flames of anger instantly rushed to his head. Gu Lan turned around abruptly, and his bloodshot eyes stared at his mother fiercely.
"What do you want to do now? You can't have children, so you want to steal someone else's child? I tell you, don't even think about it. I won't let you get close to Qingqing."
Gu Lan took Qingqing from Fu Heng's arms and walked out with big strides. This time he would never come back.
"Father-in-law and mother-in-law, I'll take my leave first."
Nodding politely to Gu's parents, Fu Heng hurriedly chased after Gu Lan.
That guy is not in a good state now. It would be bad if he scared Qingqing.
When Fu Heng found Gu Lan, he was eating mango ice cream in the cold drink shop, and Qingqing was sitting opposite him eating French fries.
Maybe because he was too angry, Gu Lan ate ice in big mouthfuls, eating very fiercely, not feeling
his mouth freezing at all.
Helplessly standing in front of Gu Lan's table, Fu Heng put his hands on his waist and sighed deeply.
"Are you still angry?"
"How could I be angry for someone who has nothing to do with me?"
If he didn't eat so fiercely, this sentence might be a little convincing.
Even Qingqing saw through it at a glance: "Brother is lying, you are just angry."
"Eat yours!" He picked up two French fries and stuffed them into Qingqing's mouth, blocking her chattering little mouth.
"Hmm... without ketchup..."
French fries without ketchup are soulless. Qingqing frowned unhappily, and the next moment Fu Heng raised his hand to smooth it out.
"Children, don't frown all the time, or you'll get wrinkles early."
"Ah!" Qingqing was so scared that she quickly touched her smooth forehead, and said with a lingering fear: "Qingqing will never frown again in the future."
"Waiter, give me a portion of seafood baked rice."
"Okay, please wait."
The cold drink shop also sells food, but the taste is not as good as the food in the restaurants outside.
However, Fu Heng has been hungry since noon, so he doesn't care about this, as long as he can have something to eat.
The three of them had a simple meal in the cold drink shop, and then went directly to a house owned by the Gu family in the city, planning to stay there to rest tonight.
This house is nominally owned by the Fu family, but it is actually under Qingqing's name and was one of her dowries.
Because the location of this house is very good, and it is in a high-end neighborhood, the house is also quite large, and it is not easy to rent out as a rental house. Gu Qingqing simply keeps it for her own use, and regularly hires someone to come and clean the house. Occasionally, when she gets bored at home, she comes to live alone for a few days.
The door has a fingerprint lock, and in addition to entering Qingqing's fingerprint, there is also Gu Lan's fingerprint, so even before they are sure whether little Qingqing's fingerprint is useful, they can still enter the door.
The three of them just walked out of the elevator, and they almost felt something was wrong.
The door of Qingqing's house was open!
Today is not the day agreed with the cleaning lady to come to the house to clean.
The two adults looked at each other and saw the same suspicion in each other's eyes.
There's a thief in the house!
In order to avoid alerting the enemy, one of them stayed behind with Qingqing in his arms, while the other approached slowly with light steps.
Before they entered the front door, the half-open door was suddenly pushed open from the inside, and a petite figure was carrying several large bags of garbage with great effort, and happened to bump into Gu Lan's eyes.
"Uncle Gu?"
"Who are you?"
One person was surprised and the other was alert, and then Gu Lan's face darkened: "How do you know me?"
"Aren't you my godmother's younger brother? There are photos of you and my godmother hanging in the house." The little girl who walked out of Qingqing's house said as a matter of course.
Seeing that Gu Lan was still confused, she suddenly realized and knocked her forehead against the door frame, making a "dong" sound.
"By the way, I forgot that you don't know who I am. Let me introduce myself formally. My name is Gu Anran, an orphan picked up from the street by Gu Qingqing's mother. I am currently studying abroad. I just came back from vacation recently. Because I have nowhere to go, I am temporarily staying here."
Gu Lan still didn't respond in a daze. Anran's hands were sore from carrying the garbage, so she could only kick the door open a little with her feet to make room.
"Please come in and sit down first. I have to go throw away the garbage. I'll explain to you when I come back if there is anything." When she
walked out of the door, she saw Fu Heng holding Qingqing. This time it was Anran's turn to be scared.
"Uncle Fu... Uncle Fu?"
It was obviously the first time that Fu Heng met An Ran, but he was much calmer than Gu Lan.
He just nodded politely and let An Ran pass by him and throw away the trash at the big trash can in the stairwell.
A few minutes later, the three adults, including a little Qingqing, sat together in the living room, looking at each other in silence.
Unable to bear the silent atmosphere, An Ran scratched her head and asked hesitantly, "Well, would the two uncles like to drink something? There is juice, milk, lemonade and sour plum soup that I froze myself in the refrigerator."
"What is sour plum soup?"
Qingqing asked in a baby voice, "Is it delicious?"
"It's very delicious. It's a secret recipe that my godmother taught me. It's sour and sweet, refreshing and cooling."
Facing the children, An Ran seemed to be much more relaxed.
"Well..." Gu Lan asked embarrassedly, always feeling that it was strange to ask a strange girl for something: "Sour plum soup, if possible, give me a cup."
"I want one too." Fu Heng followed closely.
"Okay... okay."
An Ran smiled and stood up to pour the sour plum soup.
When did her sour plum soup become so popular?
After Anran's back disappeared in the kitchen, Gu Lan immediately turned his head to look at Fu Heng with a questioning look in his eyes.
Fu Heng nodded slightly and said, "I know she exists, but I haven't really met her in person. Qingqing had discussed with me before that she wanted to formally adopt a girl named Gu Anran, but later her family seemed to come, so the matter ended up in vain."
As for why this child now lives in Qingqing's house and calls herself an orphan, neither Gu Lan nor Fu Heng would take the initiative to inquire about such personal matters.
It's just another family drama.
"I can't stay here tonight, I'll go book a hotel."
Picking up the phone, Gu Lan directly booked the nearest hotel online, not pursuing any expensive or not, cleanliness is the most important thing.
While they were talking, An Ran had already come over with four cups of sour plum soup.
Three of them had ice, and one did not. It was obviously specially prepared for Qing Qing.
"Thank you, sister."
Holding the cup, Qing Qing lowered her head and took a sip. It was indeed delicious. The smile on her face could not help but become even brighter.
"You're welcome. Little sister is so cute."
For some reason, An Ran had a very good impression of this little friend she had just met. She felt a sense of familiarity and closeness. Perhaps it was because she looked very similar to her godmother?
Noticing a vase of flowers next to Qing Qing, An Ran naturally took it a little further away.
After she took it, she saw Gu Lan and Fu Heng looking at her inexplicable behavior. She couldn't help but smile awkwardly: "I'm just worried that this child will be allergic to pollen."
Strange, it was her godmother who had pollen allergy, why should she worry about a child she didn't know?
Maybe the child was not allergic to pollen at all.
Unable to understand her own strange behavior, An Ran could only maintain an awkward but polite smile.
If there was a hole in the floor now, she would definitely crawl into it, absolutely!
"Thank you, Qingqing does have a little pollen allergy."
Gu Lan's amiable answer eased the awkward atmosphere, but it also made An Ran notice a strange point: "Is this child also called Qingqing? It's the same name as her godmother, what a coincidence."
"It's the same as qing in qingsong, just a homophone."
Gu Lan said casually, ignoring An Ran's attention.
"That was my misunderstanding, sorry."
"Um...you are going to stay here tonight? Sorry, I didn't know you were coming in advance, otherwise I would have stayed at a friend's house for a few days and left this place for you."
An Ran slapped her face, feeling like she was occupying someone else's nest.
Although her stepmother promised to give her this house as a graduation present after she graduated, it was still not right for her to stay here now...
it was better to leave first.
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