CEO, Leave Me Alone

Shangguan Zixuan is holding his mother. There is a large amount of blood on her chest. Shangguan Zixuan presses it and calls others to help. Dong Ying looked at the appearance of shangguanzixuan, and was gratified. Originally, in his heart, he still has some place.

She raised her hand, bit her teeth and took the hand of shangguanzixuan away. "Don't waste your energy. I can't save it. It's a pity that I can't see my grandson born." With that, she glanced at her stomach and sighed helplessly. Her eyes were full of regret and disappointment.

Cold Wan Yan covered her mouth and tried not to let her tears. She shook her head, trying to make her voice not so sad. "No, no, Ma, you can see it, you can see it. The ambulance will be here soon. "

"I'm sorry, Zixuan. I've been strong all my life, but I haven't been a good wife and mother. You have to believe that mom loves you. Mom is just not good at expressing Then tears came down.

"Mom, if you are happy, you should smile more. If you have anything you want to say and who you want to see, don't keep it in your heart. Your father would rather believe that you are someone else's child than that I love him

Dong Ying didn't look over her head and held Leng Wanyan's hand beside her. "Wanyan, I'm sorry, it's mom who is too narrow-minded. You're a good girl. Zixuan will ask you later. I, I, I went to see your father-in-law. " He put his hands down.

Shangguan Zixuan don't over head, cold Wanyan looks at her hand to fall, cry like a tearful person. The car soon came. Shangguanzixuan simply smashed the bag for her, and then let Leng Wanyan accompany Dong Ying to the hospital, while he stayed to deal with the matter.

The long chair in the emergency room was silent with the lamp on. When Shangguan Shuo is old, he doesn't dare to tell his family about it. Other people are busy with their own affairs, and Leng Wanyan doesn't disturb him. I haven't been to shangzixuan all the time.

I don't know how long, even cold Wan Yan sat numb, the doctor came out. Leng Wanyan got up, but almost fell down when he got up because of leg numbness. Thanks to the kind doctor, he came to help him.

Leng Wanyan grabs the doctor's hand. Her eyes are anxious. She asks Dong Ying about the situation. She almost cries. "Even if you did it in time, the bullets have been taken out. The patient's life is out of danger. "

Cold Wanyan this just relieved tone of relief, in front of a black fell in the past.

When Leng Wanyan wakes up, he sees Shangguan Zixuan holding his hand ceaselessly. His eyes are full of bloodstains, and his eyes are full of joy. The whole person seems to be in a bit of vicissitudes, without the heroic posture before.

Cold Wanyan wants to get up, but she has a dull pain. She has a pain. Shangguanzixuan advised her not to be arrogant, cold Wanyan looked at the side of the bottle, eyes panic, "I this is how?"

Shangguanzixuan held her hand, the joy in his eyes could not be hidden. "Wanyan, you have been pregnant for three weeks. You are going to be a mother." Pregnant, Leng Wanyan some Leng. No wonder, these days she is always disgusting, she thought she was eating something bad.

She raised her eyes and looked up to Guan Zixuan. A trace of sadness flashed in her eyes. "What about mom? Zixuan, have you ever seen her

Shangguanzixuan put her cold hand on her face and looked at Leng Wanyan's weak and powerless appearance. It was heartache.

"I've seen it. She's ok now. The bullet missed. She'll be fine for a few months. If you want to be separated from my daughter today, I want to find out whether it's my mother or not

Shangguanzixuan eat a pain, lower his head to see cold Wanyan's hand holding his meat. Cold Wanyan angrily glared at Shangguan Zixuan, whether the Shangguan Zixuan would speak or not. Another long sigh of relief. Shangguanzixuan has not come, she thought, he still hate Dong Ying.

Looking at her hand, Shangguan Zixuan took it away, which has become red and swollen. He took a picture, a little sad. This little girl is really cruel. He got up, bent down to ask her cheek, and frowned coldly. Some of his beard was slightly prickly, and there was a faint smell of tobacco on his body. Must be in a bad mood, while she was in a coma during this period of secretly smoking, she pushed him away, looked at him carefully, frowned and began to blame.

"Shangguanzixuan, you are all going to be a father. How can you still smoke secretly behind my back? Do you know how harmful second-hand smoke is?" She pointed to the wall not far away, "you, give me the past, face the wall to think about the past." Shangguanzixuan Shan's scratching head, embarrassed to turn around like a child doing wrong to the wall.

Leng Wanyan looks at the face of shangguanzixuan and secretly covers her smile.

Xiaomei opens her eyes and looks at the empty room. Her body is still wearing a patient's uniform and frowns. There was a slight pain in her chest. Xiaomei raised her hand and touched it, which made it even more painful. She took a look at it. She didn't know what was going on. She had bandages on her chest. What's going on? How did she get hurt?

"Xiao Mei has no wish in her life, just hope to..." There are scattered memories in my mind. She had a dream, a long dream. She seemed to block a gun for Wenxuan, but why, she wanted to block the gun for him, and who shot at her.When she got out of bed, her chest still hurt, so she covered her chest and went to the door. She pursed her cracked lips and walked forward. Wenxuan came in and saw her awake. The light in her eyes flashed. He went over and helped her. Suddenly caught by someone, Xiaomei struggles, and her chest is in a sharp pain.

She covered her chest with a pain. Wenxuan listen to her, hum, quickly untie her clothes to check her wound. Suddenly violated, Xiaomei is flustered and turns her head, but she is stunned when she sees Wenxuan. Wenxuan, the "master of literature", looks at her. Xiaomei blushed to protect her chest.

"Don't move!" Wenxuan took her hand and explained, "you've been injured and in a coma for a whole week. Just like that, I'm afraid your wound will crack." Don't look over her head. Xiao Mei's face is red.

Wenxuan took a look, the wound is intact, has healed almost, estimated in the hospital observation a few days can be discharged. Looking at Xiaomei's blush, Wenxuan touched it, but also some hot, frowned, asked if she had a cold.

Xiaomei looks at him, but she is helpless. Any girl would blush if she was treated like this, besides, she would like someone. However, such a noble person, for her only, I am afraid only like the share. She pushed back, away from his warmth. "Thank you, master Wen. Xiaomei can do it by herself."

Xiaomei deliberately keep the distance let Wenxuan very sad, simple said a few words, then walked away.