Chapter 383

Time in the passage of a second, suddenly, the bustling crowd, I do not know who suddenly called a - "look, there is a plane!"

Then, countless heads were lifted up and looked into the sky.

No, a plane is coming!

"It's not a plane, it's a helicopter!" In the crowd, a student murmured.

Unfortunately, no one heard.

And right now, outside the emergency room of the hospital.

Song Jincheng's face was cold, and his dark eyes were as dark as night.

The whole corridor was so quiet that people could be heard outside.

Xiaoye whispered a few words to others. He looked out of the window and frowned tightly: "pay attention to the outside. Don't let any media in. Remember, be careful!"

"Yes, I know!"

After his men left, Xiao Ye stood in the same place for a while. Until he heard the sound of the helicopter outside, he turned to song Jincheng.

"Director, the helicopter is in place. As soon as Madam comes out, we can transfer her to the provincial hospital immediately!"

There is a reason for Xiaoye's worry. After all, this is a remote area. How can the medical level compare with the big hospitals in the province?

Moreover, although he didn't know what happened to Lu Jixiang, it was frightening just to look at the bright red blood on Song Jincheng's hand.

Lucky people have their own appearance. I hope my wife is safe and sound!

Xiaoye prays silently in her heart.

Patta!

The operation light on the emergency room door suddenly went out.

Song Jincheng finally had a reaction. He looked at the closed door in front of him.

Soon, a doctor opened the door and came out.

"Sorry, we've tried our best!"

As shown on TV, the doctor's expression is very sad: "the patient is a natural miscarriage, has 40 days of pregnancy."

The whole world was as silent as death.

Song Jincheng closed his eyes and could not speak for a long time.

But Xiaoye can see clearly that the man's wrist is shaking, and his face is almost bloodless.

The front door of the operating room has been completely pushed open, and Lu Jixiang, who is still sleeping, is pushed out. She lies there quietly, with a serene appearance, as if she is just sleeping.

Song Jincheng walked hard, his feet as heavy as lead.

He stared at the girl on the cart for a long time, moved his lips, but could not say a word.

His heart is bleeding.

His whole body was in pain, and he suffered more than she did.

"Director."

The small leaf opens mouth gently, he also can't believe, madam unexpectedly can miscarriage.

"Let's send madame to the province, shall we?" With great care and sincerity, he proposed: "my wife's health is not good, and she needs the best medical care."

Song Jincheng was silent for a long time.

Long enough for Xiaoye to think that he didn't hear him at all.

So he was going to say it again.

"Director, ma'am, she"

"Good!"

The man suddenly opened his mouth. He bent down and picked up the girl on the cart, with great care.

"Let's go to the province."

Ears are noisy, but the body is always warm.

When Lu Jixiang opened her eyes, she was in the arms of song Jincheng. A blanket wrapped her tightly.

But after all, it's September!

"It's so hot..."

She moved her body and looked out unintentionally. Then she found that they were in the air.

"Don't move!"

The man's voice came, the big hand always tightly clasped her waist.

Lu Jixiang looked up at him, black eyes, pink lips, a small face full of confusion.

But more, it's a surprise!

She cracked her mouth with a smile, revealing her white teeth.

"Professor Song!"

She looks like a kitten begging for obedience from her master.

But song Jincheng's heart ached.

"Good, get some sleep."

He whispered, while kissing the girl's eyelids, full of doting and heartache.

Lu Jixiang thought it was strange.

"Are you not angry?" She looked at him with the same smile.

In fact, Lu Jixiang doesn't know. Her face is very bad now. She looks like crying when she smiles. It's ugly!

But song Jincheng won't say.

"Well, I'm not angry."

As he replied, he tightened his arms and kept the little girl in front of her chest. She was gentle and domineering.

Lu Jixiang moved his body and wanted to sit up from his arms.

"Don't move!" Seeing this, song Jincheng's face immediately changed.

Seeing this, Lu Jixiang immediately shrinks his neck and stays in his arms.

Song Jincheng glanced at her and explained, "you are sick. Don't move."

"Oh..."

Lu Jixiang nodded, his head leaning on his chest, smelling his own taste, and his heart was inexplicably sweet.

"Professor Song!" She called out again.

"Well?" Song Jincheng looked down at her.

Lu Jixiang also looked up at him, his eyes twinkling like stars.

"I'm glad you came to me!" She said.

Song Jincheng shook his head and said, "you are mine. Besides me, who can you talk to, eh?"

How overbearing!

Lu Jixiang turned his mouth secretly.

After a while, she said, "Professor Song, we"

"Don't talk, sleep with your eyes closed!" The man broke in on her.

Lu Jixiang is not happy. She wants to move, but the man just won't let her move.

"I itch..."

She puckered her features and said, "itch on your back, you scratch for me!"

"Long winded!"

Song Jincheng glared at her, but he put his big hand on her back to tickle her.

"Hey, it's itchy, left! No, a little bit to the left, ah, a little bit to the right... "

Lu Jixiang giggles.

In front of the leaflet secretly looked back at the eyes, the heart straight acid.

If the lady knows that she

"Hiss"

Here, Lu Jixiang suddenly took a breath.

"What's the matter?" Seeing this, song Jincheng stopped immediately. He looked at her nervously and said in a deep voice: "no nonsense, why don't you listen?"

Lu Jixiang clenched her teeth and opened her mouth several times without saying anything.

"Don't rush to talk."