Lu Hongming got angry when he saw that the two guards were trying to stop him.
"Are you crazy? If you keep doing this, we'll call the police and have you arrested."
Lu Hongming gritted his teeth in anger: "Go ahead and call the police!"
He was emotional, and the two sides remained deadlocked outside for a long time.
Lu Hongming was unwilling to leave.
He even planned to wait for the doctor to arrive first.
Whenever the doctor came to examine Ruan Qingling or the nurse came to apply medicine to her, he would go in with her to check on her condition.
More than half an hour passed while they waited.
Until Song Ji brought food to Ruan Qingling.
Upon seeing Song Ji, Lu Hongming quickly came over from under the tree: "Madam Ruan."
Song Ji was taken aback for a moment and asked, "What are you doing here?"
Lu Hongming said, "Madam Ruan, I'd like to visit Miss Ruan the Second."
Song Ji knew, of course, that his daughter wouldn't see anyone now.
"My Qingling can't accept visits right now. We'll see her when she's better. Why are you in such a hurry? Is there some business you need to discuss with her?"
Otherwise, she couldn't figure out what Lu Hongming was doing.
The Lu family and the second son's family have a good relationship.
But not with their family.
Lu Hongming quickly shook his head and said, "It's not about business. She was treating my grandfather a while ago, but now she's sick herself, so I just wanted to... visit her."
Song Ji shook his head and said, "We appreciate your kindness, but she is not suitable to receive guests right now and needs to rest peacefully."
After she finished speaking, she turned and walked towards the stairwell.
Lu Hongming certainly couldn't force his way in when Song Ji came, but he felt distressed that he still didn't know anything about Ruan Qingling after arriving here.
Just as Song Ji was about to enter the ward, he quickly asked, "Madam Ruan."
Song Ji turned to look at him.
Lu Hongming asked, "As her friend, I'm very worried about her safety. What's her current condition...?"
He wanted to know what stage Ruan Qingling's situation had reached.
But why would Song Ji tell him what the situation was?
Lu Hongming realized that he had offended people by saying that, so he quickly changed his words and said, "What I meant was, if there's anything I can help you with, don't hesitate to ask me."
Song Ji frowned.
Didn't he know that his unwarranted kindness would only embroil his daughter in more trouble?
How could he say such a thing?
Seeing that Song Ji's expression was getting worse and worse.
Lu Hongming dared not say anything more.
Song Ji said, "Lu Hongming, although our two families are not exactly old friends, you should know how powerful gossip can be."
After saying that, she turned around and went into the ward.
Lu Hongming stood outside for a while, looking somewhat dejected.
Song Ji entered the ward and saw that Ruan Qingling was still reading.
She put down the basket in her hand and said, "I don't know what's wrong with Lu Hongming. He just stays outside and says he needs my help. Is he sick?"
Ruan Qingling nodded and said, "Mom, he's just sick, we don't need to pay attention to him."
Song Ji's eyes revealed deep worry: "I don't care about him, the problem is that he just stood there outside, and who knows how long he waited there. People who don't know will spread rumors about these things."
In particular, some people have secretly identified him as the father of the child in his daughter's womb. If he continues to stay here, rumors will spread, and people may even fabricate stories and fabricate other versions of the story.
Ruan Qingling said calmly, "Let them talk to me."
Song Ji was also worried that saying too much would affect her daughter's mood, so she said, "You drink the soup. I don't want people to talk to me like that."
Ruan Qingling remained calm. After all, with the combined age of her two lifetimes, she was older than Song Ji. What was there that she couldn't see clearly?
She said, "The more vividly others describe things, the clearer we can see human nature."
At this point, Song Ji's face darkened.
But it's not good to say anything in front of my daughter!
Ruan Qingling didn't delve too deeply into this topic.
She picked up the chicken soup and took a sip: "Mom, your chicken soup is getting better and better, but could you please not put too much fatty meat in it next time?"
She prefers to eat lighter foods.
Song Ji asked in surprise, "Will it still be greasy? Do you know that I've already blanched it with vegetables to remove all the oil?"
Ruan Qingling nodded and said, "Yes, it still feels greasy. Next time, you can add more green vegetables to help remove the greasiness."
Song Ji: "Okay, I'll add more vegetables next time."
Ruan Qingling said, "Fish head soup is also good, and you can use all kinds of fish heads."
It's nutritious but not greasy.
Song Ji: "Okay, just tell Mom what you want to eat, and Mom will arrange it for you."
Ruan Qingling said gratefully, "Mom, you're so kind."
Song Ji: "You have such a sweet tongue and you can say silly things. Once you finish unloading the goods, the house will be quite lively."
Ruan Qingling touched her belly and sighed, "I also want to give birth quickly. I'll feel relieved as soon as they come out."
However, the closer she got to her due date, the more she felt that something was about to happen.
Song Ji suddenly said, "Come on, can you blow on it for me?"
Ruan Qingling asked, "Mom, what's wrong?"
Song Ji rubbed his eye and said, "People say that a twitching left eye means good fortune, while a twitching right eye means bad luck. I don't know why, but my right eye suddenly started twitching violently. Blow on it for me and blow this bad luck away quickly."
Ruan Qingling: "Mom, don't be so superstitious!"
Song Ji: "How can you call it superstition? It's better to believe it exists than not to believe it doesn't. Let's just hype it up first!"
Ruan Qingling had no choice but to blow on it for her.
Song Ji said, "Alright, now all the bad luck is gone."
Ruan Qingling chuckled, but as long as her mother was happy, that was all that mattered.
She said, "Mom, go and see if Lu Hongming has left."
Song Ji, puzzled, asked, "What's wrong?"
Ruan Qingling said, "The fragrance of this bouquet has faded. If he hasn't left, give him the money and ask him to buy me a bouquet of lilies."
Song Ji felt that she was shooting herself in the foot.
"What kind of flowers do you want to buy? Mom will go and buy them for you in a bit."
Ruan Qingling laughed: "Mom, if I wanted you to buy it for me, I wouldn't have said that. It would have been better to ask someone else to buy it for me."
Song Ji sensed that she wanted to do something.
However, she didn't think it was a wise move to ask Lu Hongming for help.
"Isn't this a bad idea?"
Ruan Qingling smiled: "Mom, listen to me, your not going means my condition is really bad, and the fact that you wanted to buy me flowers is because I want to smell the fragrance of lilies. Perhaps you are doing this for me one last time..."
Before she could finish speaking, Song Ji quickly interrupted, "Pah, pah..."
"You're just talking nonsense."
Ruan Qingling laughed and said, "Mom, I'm not talking nonsense. Just do as I say, and you won't go wrong."
Song Ji said, "I wonder what kind of rumors will spread about us later."
Ruan Qingling blinked and said, "I want that person to make a move."
Song Ji found himself unable to understand his daughter.
At this time, reputation is of utmost importance to a woman.
But she didn't care at all.
Well, whatever her daughter wants to do, as her mother, all she can do is support her. At worst, she can raise her herself.
"Then you have to tell me, what do you want to do?"
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