Mr. Zhou’s Little Cutie

Lu Zhiqiu had surgery, and the office was empty at the moment.

Meng Yutang approached the desk, raised his hand and scanned the folders on his desk.

Then he raised his hand and pulled his drawer, but it didn't open and was locked.

Meng Yutang raised his hand and took out a key-shaped object from his pocket, and inserted it into the keyhole. After repeated two times, the lock was unlocked, and there were several documents and other sundries lying inside.

Meng Yutang raised his hand and took out the documents inside, and when he turned to the third page, he saw what he wanted to see.

Three minutes later, everything returned to normal, and Meng Yutang walked out of the office.

A man walked past her quickly.

Meng Yi hurried out with a look of anxiety and disbelief, "Why are you here!"

Meng Yutang turned his eyes to look at his back, then silently turned and went upstairs to the VIP ward.

Meng Fu has been in a bad condition since she came out of the operating room.

Her body is well maintained, but due to psychological reasons, the whole person and the sudden outbreak of illness are somewhat unbearable.

She was groggy, and Meng Yutang was always in her mind.

She was tortured, beaten and scolded from childhood to adulthood, but she lived comfortably and happily with her children abroad.

She couldn't forgive herself, and she couldn't come out.

Everyone in the room watched, Yi Minglian talked to her every day to make her feel better, but every time it had little effect.

They even got a psychiatrist to talk to her every day, but she seldom listened.

Meng Yutang stood outside the door and raised his eyes to take a look inside.

The face of the person on the hospital bed was pale, and he was holding his body up and being helped to sit up. The whole person looked weak and had no sense of faith, as if he had no motivation and hope to live.

She looked up in a daze.

Suddenly met a pair of eyes.

Meng Fu was taken aback, she stood there motionless, but tears kept rolling down her eyes.

"Sugar, Tangtang..."

Yi Minglian's hand was tightly grasped by her.

Several people turned their heads to look outside the door, but there was nothing outside the door.

Yi Minglian frowned.

This situation is very bad, is it a hallucination? !

Meng Yutang looked at the opened elevator door, lowered the brim of his hat and stood aside.

Meng Yi walked out of the elevator with a group of people.

He walked at the back, seemed to remember something and turned his eyes, only to see a corner of his clothes, and the elevator door slowly closed.

Meng Hui and Lin Jing hurriedly walked in the front. They were old and supported by others, but their legs were fast and they left the supporters behind.

The two children were followed behind with a dazed look on their faces.

Meng Yi hurriedly ran two steps ahead and led them into the ward.

There were too many footsteps, and everyone turned their heads to look outside the moment they entered.

After being stunned for a moment, it was Yi Minglian who spoke first: "Dad! Mom!"

Lin Jing and Meng Hui's eyes turned red when they saw Meng Fu.

They haven't seen each other for so many years, but when they saw their daughter again, they actually looked like this, and the old couple trembled with distress.

Lin Jing covered her mouth and did not cry out, but the tears kept falling. She took two steps forward and looked at Meng Fu on the hospital bed.

"Fuer..."

Meng Fu stared at them blankly, as if she didn't quite believe it.

She opened her mouth, and the tears fell first.

"Mom, Dad!"

She choked and her voice was hoarse.

Lin Jing ran over to hug her.

"Fu'er! My Fu'er! What's wrong with you! Why did you become like this without telling mom!"

Meng Hui was supported by Yi Minglian and walked over.