Chapter 702

You Yue with sleeping pills back to the ward, at this time the sun is just right, you Yue standing in front of the window, skin white to transparent, long curly black hair scattered in the shoulder.

Sunlight cast over the tree, mottled scattered on you Yue, give her a gentle aperture. The sun is very warm, but you Yue can't feel it. In front of her eyes, it's gray. Her eyes covered by long eyelashes are as quiet as dead water.

You Yue in the sun gives people a feeling that he is so fragile that he seems to be going away soon. You Yue poured a glass of water for himself and sat on the bed, swallowing the sleeping pills she brought back one by one.

A whole bottle is swallowed by you Yue. You Yue quietly lies down on the bed, waiting for death. The long time of doubt and speculation exhausted her heart.

She couldn't tell whether it was an illusion or a dream, or whether it was real? Live too tired, her world is a gray, she did not want to go on suspicion.

There's a voice in her head telling her.

"What else do you want to live? If you die, there will be no worries."

It may be that death is coming, or it may be an illusion. Under the vague consciousness, you Yue vaguely sees his dead father and mother.

Mother is still so young, blunt you Yue smile of gentle, have a build don't have a build of gently rub you Yue's head: "Yue son grew up."

Dad stood behind his mother, kindly looking at you Yue, not as haggard and weak as before when he was seriously ill: "Yue Er is not afraid, if you are tired, come to find your mom and Dad, dad has been with you."

"Dad," you Yue murmured, red eyes, tears down the corner of his eyes into the hair, "I'm not happy."

"Nothing is too hard to put down," the mother gently sighed, holding you Yue's hand, "yue'er has always been the mother's pistachio baby."

Pistachio baby? You Yue's pupil shrinks and locks. The child in her stomach moves fiercely, showing the existence of a life.

Yes, her children, she still has children. She can't die like this. Her children haven't come out yet. They haven't come out yet to see the colorful world.

You Yue is a little sober, and her parents' hallucinations have disappeared. She struggles to sit up, but dizziness and abdominal pain have begun to attack. The drugs seem to make the fetus unstable.

No, she can't die. You Yue is sweating with pain, and her body becomes a little shrimp, but she still wants to sit up stubbornly.

"Help, help..."

You Yue wants to shout for help, but what he sends out is hoarse and powerless. No one hears him at all.

Zheng Ting has been on a business trip for several days. He thinks about you Yue day and night. Before she went on a business trip, you Yue's whole spirit was not right. If it wasn't for this business trip, Zheng Ting really didn't want to leave you Yue for a business trip.

He solved the problem as soon as possible, and immediately ordered the latest flight back.

Zheng Ting had not closed his eyes for three consecutive days on the plane. He pinched his temples and said to the assistant: "go and buy me a cup of espresso."

"OK," the assistant nodded and went to the stewardess.

When the little assistant came back with the coffee, Zheng ting and his wife fell asleep against the back of the chair, but even if he fell asleep, Zheng Ting's brows were still tightly wrinkled.

Small assistant see Zheng Ting fell asleep, also not noisy, quiet put down the coffee back to his seat to sit. Zheng Ting himself is very handsome and charming, with sword eyebrows and stars, high nose and beautiful lips.

Because of the sleeping point, the very cold and powerful air field on the body was slightly relieved, and the feeling of coldness was more.

A stewardess looks good at Zheng Ting Chang, and the clothes she wears are of great value. She thinks carefully, arranges her appearance, mends her lipstick in front of the mirror, and walks to Zheng ting with a smile.

The stewardess passes by Zheng Ting, pretends to be mixed, and falls into Zheng Ting's arms.

Zheng Ting was almost immediately awakened and pushed away the stewardess without any pity.

It's inconceivable that the stewardess was pushed to the ground, because from childhood to adulthood, she has always been very confident in her appearance, and few men can refuse her. I didn't expect that this man was so ignorant.

"To die." Zheng Ting thin lips light open, eyes is ice.

"I," the stewardess also wanted to be charming, but Zheng Ting's cold eyes made the stewardess's words stuck in his throat and could not speak.

The little assistant looked at his boss's disgusting look at the stewardess and called a boss of the airline.

At the end of the call, the assistant reported to Zheng Ting: "well boss, this stewardess will not appear in the aviation industry again."

The little assistant's words made the stewardess pale. Zheng Ting didn't want to see the stewardess again: "go away."

The stewardess will get up and leave in a mess.

The head you Yue in bed, struggling to get out of bed, so that others can find her.

Zheng Ting, who got off the plane and got on the special bus, suddenly felt a huge tremor in his heart. An unspeakable feeling swept through his body, making him almost suffocate.The assistant looked at the boss anxiously: "what's the matter, boss?"

Their boss is not a hard man. He never sleeps to finish this big business, so he decides in a hurry the fastest plane to fly back immediately. After sleeping for two hours, he gets off the plane and comes back quickly.

This is how much I like my wife to work so hard.

The little assistant said that he was sour as a big man.

Is it you Yue? Zheng Ting is flustered and afraid. That kind of empty heart, like hollowing out a piece, and then the cold wind straight inside the feeling is very bad.

At this time, hearing the little assistant's question, Zheng Ting raised his eyes. His eyes were red, and the bruise under his eyes was very obvious. At first sight, he stayed up late and lacked sleep. He was uneasy and said impatiently, "drive faster."

The boss hastened to see what happened.

As soon as the car arrived at the hospital, Zheng Ting couldn't wait to jump out of the car and walk fast.

A handsome face is expressionless, cold all over, the peach blossom eyes on the tip of his eyes are full of anxiety.

You Yue, don't let anything happen.

Open the door of the ward, you Yue lying on the ground, long hair covered his face, the whole person did not ups and downs, look like no breathing.

Zheng Ting breathed. After a few seconds, he collapsed to you Yue and yelled, "doctor!"

"Where are the doctors?"

The little assistant who came late saw it together with the doctors. He saw the boss's green tendons showing his anger, holding his wife who had been in a coma and looked pale. He didn't know whether she was dead or alive.