Chapter 2: Tang Zheng Suffers from a Severe Illness?
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The woman Gu Jingzhou was hiding had a stunningly beautiful face, a slender and graceful figure, and eyes filled with emotion—eyes that were strikingly similar to Tang Zheng's, equally captivating.
The more Mu Shanshan thought about it, the angrier she became. She exited the trending topics on her phone and once again dialed Gu Jingzhou's number.
“Sorry, the number you have dialed is temporarily unavailable.”
The same mechanical voice rang out, and Mu Shanshan could no longer suppress her anger. She cursed, “Bastard!”
The driver in the front seat: “…”
At Beicheng Hospital.
When Mu Shanshan arrived, Tang Zheng was already in surgery. She immediately signed the surgery consent form and began pacing nervously outside the operating room.
Her clean and delicate face was full of worry for Tang Zheng, and her heart ached with a mixture of pain and anger on her behalf.
Gu Jingzhou, that bastard! She thought back to the dazzling lights, his dashing and refined demeanor as he dined elegantly with that other woman. Her anger surged.
A candlelit dinner? Hah, Gu Jingzhou really had the mood for romance! Meanwhile, Tang Zheng was undergoing surgery, and there was no one to sign the consent form for her. Yet he was out enjoying a romantic evening with another woman.
“Oh my god, did you see? Gu Jingzhou's mysterious girlfriend has finally been revealed. Can you guess who it is? It's Ling Zhirou, the most popular young actress right now.”
“Yeah, I saw! Ling Zhirou is so beautiful. She and Mr. Gu look like they’re a match made in heaven.”
“Exactly! Someone like Mr. Gu, who has such status and power, would naturally have an extraordinary woman by his side.”
“Right. Remember how people used to spread rumors that Mr. Gu was secretly married, and that his wife was an orphan with no background or influence? Now those rumors are laughable. With his relationship with Ling Zhirou now public, I’d like to see how those rumor-mongers explain themselves.”
“Exactly! Mr. Gu’s wife being an orphan? What a joke. Do they think this is some fairy tale about a prince and a Cinderella?”
The voices of the two nurses gradually faded, but Mu Shanshan's heart burned with fury.
An official announcement? That bastard Gu Jingzhou had actually made his relationship with Ling Zhirou public on the same night Tang Zheng was giving birth?
How despicable. Not only was he heartless, but he was humiliating Tang Zheng so cruelly.
Suddenly, the door to the operating room opened. Mu Shanshan rushed forward.
“Doctor, how is my friend?” she asked anxiously.
The lead doctor noticed that it was Mu Shanshan who had signed the consent form for Tang Zheng and seemed to guess something. Calmly, the doctor replied, “Both the mother and baby are safe, but the baby girl’s condition is not good. It’s best to contact her father to discuss the treatment plan.
“Also, the mother’s health is fragile. We recommend a thorough examination. During labor, her vitals were abnormal. Based on our experience, she might have a serious illness. Further tests are needed for confirmation.”
At that moment, Mu Shanshan felt as if she had been struck by lightning. She was dizzy and disoriented.
A baby boy and a baby girl? Twins? And Tang Zheng might have a severe illness?
What on earth had Tang Zheng been hiding from her? If the doctor’s suspicions were correct and Tang Zheng really was ill, how could she not know? The only explanation was that Tang Zheng had been keeping it a secret from her.
“What... what about the baby girl? What’s wrong with her?” Mu Shanshan’s voice trembled.
The doctor sighed. “The baby inhaled amniotic fluid, causing a lung infection. There’s a risk of breathing difficulties and other complications. It’s crucial to contact the child’s father to finalize the treatment plan as soon as possible.”
After saying this, the doctor left. Mu Shanshan’s heart ached uncontrollably as if it were being torn apart.
Seeing her on the verge of collapse, a nurse spoke gently, “Miss, please stay strong. Your friend needs you right now. She had a cesarean section and can’t be left without care.
“As for the baby, don’t worry. We’ll do our best to treat her. Now, can you help us move your friend to a regular ward?”
The nurse’s calm and clear voice snapped Mu Shanshan out of her grief.
Yes, she realized, Tang Zheng needed her now—more than ever.
The next day, at the Vienna Hotel.
Gu Jingzhou was awakened by the ringing of his phone.
“Hello?” he answered.
“Mr. Gu, the young madam is missing,” the housekeeper’s anxious voice came through.
Startled, he sat up abruptly, his voice cold and sharp. “Missing? Have you searched the entire villa?”
The housekeeper was nearly in tears. “Yes, I’ve searched everywhere, inside and out. I also tried calling her phone, but it’s turned off. I have no idea where she could have gone.”
Her voice trembled as if she was about to cry, terrified by Gu Jingzhou’s icy demeanor.
Although her monthly salary of 30,000 yuan wasn’t particularly high in Beicheng, especially for someone like Gu Jingzhou, the job was comfortable and easy.
After all, she didn’t even need to cook meals for Tang Zheng. At most, she mopped the floor occasionally to prevent Tang Zheng from slipping. Everything else was handled by Tang Zheng herself.
Tang Zheng, who was neither valued nor respected, never complained, which emboldened the housekeeper to become increasingly arrogant.
To be fair, the housekeeper’s behavior wasn’t entirely unwarranted. Gu Jingzhou never visited the villa, not even once. If he had stayed even one night, she wouldn’t have dared to treat Tang Zheng so poorly.
“You couldn’t even keep track of one person. What’s the point of keeping you? Pack your things and get out of the villa,” Gu Jingzhou ordered coldly.
Desperate, the housekeeper pleaded, “Mr. Gu, please don’t fire me! I’ll go look for her now. I remember she used to like sitting by the lake. I’ll check there immediately.”
Without waiting for a response, she hurried out of the villa. While she despised Tang Zheng, she couldn’t afford to lose this job—it was too comfortable and well-paying.
After hanging up, Gu Jingzhou rubbed his aching temples. Suddenly, the housekeeper’s mention of the lake flashed through his mind, and his dark eyes narrowed slightly.
Tang Zheng liked sitting by the lake? What business did a pregnant woman have sitting by a lake? Was she trying to create trouble for him?
Fortunately, nothing had happened to the baby yet. Otherwise, he wouldn’t let her off so easily.
Click.
The bedroom door suddenly opened, and Ling Zhirou’s slender figure stepped in.
“Jingzhou, you’re awake,” she said, her face glowing with a charming and gentle smile.
Gu Jingzhou nodded and rubbed his throbbing temples again. “I’m sorry for troubling you last night.”
Ling Zhirou’s heart tightened, and she looked slightly guilty. “It’s no trouble. But, Jingzhou, you were talking in your sleep last night. Are you worried about something?”
Thinking about the previous night, Ling Zhirou felt a surge of anger. She had thought his drunkenness would be her chance, but instead, he kept murmuring Tang Zheng’s name in his sleep, infuriating her to the point that she nearly smashed his phone.
“Did you touch my phone?” Gu Jingzhou suddenly asked, his sharp, eagle-like gaze locking onto Ling Zhirou. His eyes were dark and inscrutable.
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