The servant on the other end was so arrogant in front of Rong Jincheng that he dared not show off. Although their master usually looks approachable and easy to get along with, it is terrible to get angry.

"Ward number."

“Inpatient Department, Ward 217.”

"General Ward?"

"yes……"

"Do I, Rong Jincheng, seem to be short of money? Go to the VIP ward!" Rong Jincheng was furious.

Throwing the phone onto the co-pilot, Rong Jincheng fastened his seat belt and started the car.

The heavy rain outside had been falling for two consecutive days, and it seemed that there was no intention of stopping. The car rushed into the rain, like an arrow off the string.

Rong Jincheng didn't know where the emotions came from. He always felt that his temper was extremely bad these days.

He is not a person who gets angry easily, nor is he who gets angry with women.

In my impression, he had never gotten angry with any woman except Han Yurou.

This woman is so powerful that she aroused his anger again and again and oppressed his bottom line again and again.

He always feels that he is a good-tempered and likable man, but with Han Yurou, he doesn't have the confidence anymore.

These days, staying up late and overworking have made him feel very bad.

Half an hour later, Ferrari stopped in the hospital parking lot.

Rong Jincheng didn't bring an umbrella, and strided into the rain and walked straight to the hospitalization department.

At this moment, he suddenly didn't even know what he was feeling, but he just felt messy, like a bunch of silk threads, wrapping around his body, and even breathing was indescribable.

The sky was gloomy and dark all around, and the tall hospital smelled of potions, like a giant.

He quickly walked into the inpatient department, and he was breathing.

When they arrived at the door, the doctor happened to change the dressings for Han Yurou.

The servants in Jinyuan were surprised to see Rong Jincheng: "Mr. Rong, why are you here so late?"

"I can't come over?"

"No, no, of course."

"Doctor, how is she doing?"

The doctor in a white coat looked at Rong Jincheng and his voice was calm: "The high fever is subsided, but the child will definitely not be able to save it. The high fever will have a great impact on the child. For the family, you should pay attention to the patient's emotions and beware of postpartum depression."

Rong Jincheng looked at the ward, on the bed, Han Yurou was lying quietly, as if she was awake.

"Where is the sir?" Rong Jincheng asked in a calm voice.

"Adults are fine. If you have a cold or a fever, the high fever should subside tomorrow, but it is best to be hospitalized for observation. You must take good care of the patient, otherwise it will be difficult to get pregnant in the future." The doctor said, "But the patient is young and his body should recover quickly, so it's good to spend some time. Are you her boyfriend or family?"

Rong Jincheng was listening carefully to the doctor's words. The doctor suddenly asked this question, and he was stunned for a moment.

After a while, he said lightly: "Friend."

"Oh, just have someone to take care of. If you have something to do, I'll go to another ward first."

"Yes." Rong Jincheng watched the doctor leave.

The servant from Jinyuan looked at Rong Jincheng and said worriedly: "Mr. Rong, your clothes are wet, take them off and replace them."

Rong Jincheng didn't reply, clenched his fists and walked into the ward.

He stood beside the hospital bed and looked down at Han Yurou on the bed.

The woman's cheeks were flushed, her hair was a little messy, and her brows were frowning, as if she was feeling very uncomfortable.

She was wearing a wide hospital gown and looked particularly petite.
Chapter completed!