Plane, field, private plane is ready, Ling Shaofeng tightly pull an Xiaoqiao, not give her any chance to escape.

Always feel that she is too quiet, quiet people have some doubts, so reluctant to Ling shaotian, how can he leave with himself when his life and death are uncertain.

Just thinking about it, I saw an Xiaoqiao covering his stomach and squatting down in pain. Ling Shaofeng frowned and warned coldly with a mask: "Hey, don't play tricks. I won't give you any chance to escape."

An Xiaoqiao, who was wrapped like a rice dumpling, shook his head, raised his eyes and begged: "I really hurt. Can you let me go to the bathroom? I'll come out right away."

Sure enough, they still couldn't bear to let go of her arm and went to the public toilet of the airport.

"I'll only give you three minutes. If you don't come out after three minutes, I'll go in and catch people." Ling Shaofeng said very seriously to her eyes, and could not tolerate any mistakes.

An Xiaoqiao nodded, rushed into the bathroom, desperate to take off his coat, holding the lighter stolen just now to light the clothes.

Follow the window in front of you and jump out regardless.

Just as Ling Shaofeng rushed into the bathroom, a woman suddenly rushed out and roared in panic: "fire, come to put out the fire..."

Originally, the place full of people was in chaos, and Ling shaotian was crowded in the bathroom by passers-by.

At this time, an Xiaoqiao just out of the clutches, see a Xin leading the people, cold face rushed into the airport, heard the riot, a Xin rushed forward.

Ling Shaofeng knows that it is Ling shaotian's confidant. Now he must come to the airport to catch him. Damn it, an Xiaoqiao runs away, but a Xin comes after him at this time.

The bodyguard behind him looked warily at Ling Shaofeng, waiting for his instructions: "boss?"

"Let's go and get the plane ready to take off." Ling Shaofeng, angry, gnashing his teeth.

"That woman..." the bodyguard asked tentatively.

"Leave a few people, dead or alive, to bring that woman to England." Ling Shaofeng vented his anger on him, and the curse roared.

"I see." The bodyguard nodded and immediately signaled the two men to leave. The rest escorted Ling Shaofeng to the private plane.

At the critical moment, the radio in the airport suddenly came out.

"Dear passengers, please note that the flight to Amsterdam is about to take off. Please take your gifts and get ready to board."

While avoiding Ling Shaofeng's capture, and at the same time avoiding being seen by a Xin, an Xiaoqiao is forced to rush to the ticket gate of Amsterdam from the panic crowd.

Knowing that she couldn't get in with Ben, she quickly bent down and made up her mind to rush in. After being stopped decisively, she cried with tears on her face: "child, my child, there was a dangerous situation in the bathroom just now. I lost myself with my child. I'm going to look for it. Please let me go and have a look. I'll come out right away."

"No, this is the boarding gate. If your children go in from here, I will know. Ben and I don't see any children alone. Miss, please go back." The ticket check-in staff should be calm.

"I haven't found him in a circle. He is still a child of several years old. What if he is taken away by bad people? Let me go in and have a look." Anxiaoqiao almost knelt down, wailing, crying with begging face.

Seeing her hysterical appearance, people could not help but finally said: "let her go in and have a look. Now that the plane has not taken off, she will go to look for it and come back in the prescribed time. How can you be so unreasonable? If the child is lost, how anxious the mother is."

"Yes, I can't delay anything. Why can't I go in and have a look? What can I do if the child is really in it?" A woman with a child looked at Ann Xiaoqiao sympathetically and asked the security personnel.

With the help of others, she successfully boarded the plane and retracted herself into a storage room, waiting for the plane to take off.

Standing at the entrance of the security personnel, has been waiting for the emergence of an Xiaoqiao, until the plane took off, she did not see the woman with a pale face.

Shaking his head, fluke thinking, perhaps, that woman has come out, just just when he went to the toilet did not see it.

The private plane flying to England, behind the flight to Amsterdam, was driving on the same runway. In this way, Anjiao escaped his pursuit and went to a strange city.

The 17 hour operation was finally completed. Ling shaotian struggled back from the death line again. The first sentence he woke up in the intensive care unit was: "find an Xiaoqiao at all costs and bring her to her."

It's like a ghost who just crawled out of hell and came to ask for his life. His low voice is like a death knell striking on everyone's heart.

Ou Moyang frowns. He has never seen Ling shaotian like this. Even a few years ago, when he woke up after being shot by Ling Shaofeng, he didn't feel like a devil. He was full of anger and coldness, and excluded the whole world from his heart.

The next morning, ou Moyang took the airport video to the ward.

"This is the surveillance picture taken at the airport. Have a look." With that, press the play button.

An Xiaoqiao's face is full of begging. Ling shaotian looks at it and says faintly, "where are you going?"

"Amsterdam..." Ou Moyang answered truthfully.

Ling shaotian's eyes are awe inspiring, but there is nothing else but coldness. With such indifference, ou Moyang knows that he must have been deeply hurt.

Slightly sighed, on his eyes light mouth: "how do you plan to do?"

"My woman, I'll deal with it myself." Ling shaotian bone chilling let Ou Moyang also frostbite, not in what to say, turned to leave the ward.

Zheng Xiuli was also injured and lying on the hospital bed. When she woke up again, her eyes were white and she knew she was safe, but she was still scared.

It's not settled yet. She hasn't got what she wants.

Open the door and neglect, see Zheng Xiuli wake up, quickly forward: "Miss Zheng, you wake up, there is no discomfort, you wait for me to call a doctor."

Zheng Xiuli shrunk, picked up the pale quilt wrapped in her body, and asked with vigilance: "who are you, how can you be here, Shao Tian? How is he?"

Seeing her panic and extreme lack of security, the little nurse said in a professional and gentle voice: "Miss Zheng, don't be afraid. I'm a private nurse sent by the president. He's out of the operating room and in the intensive care unit. When you get better, I'll take you to see him."

"Shao Tian, I'm going to see Shao Tian. I'm going to find him." When Zheng Xiuli heard this, she quickly pulled out the needle and rushed to open the door.

The nurse's face was full of panic. Knowing that Zheng Xiuli had been greatly stimulated, she hurriedly stepped forward to help her, but was pushed away by her panic: "ah, don't touch me, Shao Tian, help me, help me, where are you? Come and help me." Touching the nurse's finger, Zheng Xiuli quickly squatted down, and howled like a great stimulus.

"Miss Zheng, please calm down. I won't hurt you. The president is here. Don't be afraid. I'll take you there." The nurse took a big step back, quickly comforted and pointed to the ICU in front of her.

Zheng Xiuli seems to find a chance to escape. She rushes to the room she points to and pushes open the door to see Ling shaotian lying there. Her face is full of tears and tears: "shaotian, it's so good. You're still alive. I thought an Xiaoqiao's shot would kill you. Wuwu, I can't stand it. It's me who hurt you."

See always gentle virtuous, dignified and generous Zheng Xiuli, embarrassed in front of her crying like a child, suddenly think of what she did for herself.

Cold face, retreat chill, hand over her soft voice comfort: "it's OK, everything is OK."

Hearing his shallow words, Zheng Xiuli cried even more. Although she could bear it, she still didn't look like she was shaking. She leaned on his chest carefully. The scale was just right, so Ling shaotian didn't have a reason to push it away