Chapter 452

Comfort and care.

Ling shaotian is lying on the operating table again and needs her support. Zhang Ruiqing knows that she should be strong at this time,

She has made the worst plan. If Ling shaotian is gone, she will stick to it and live well in the name of Ling shaotian's wife.

At this time, the outside has become a mess. Ling shaotian hasn't come out in the operation for 24 hours. It has been rumored that he died.

The huge LK group is in a panic, and the loss of the main core figures directly leads to the collapse of the whole group. There are countless examples.

In order not to let this happen, nanziheng has asked ou Moyang to come back from Britain. Everyone knows that, except Ling shaotian, ou Moyang is the second leader of LK group.

Outside the operation, not only ou Moyang, but also Jiang Anning came out. When she heard that something had happened, she rushed back at the first time. Nanziheng looked at her dusty appearance and felt slightly uncomfortable. However, she raised her face and sarcastically said, "Haicheng's affairs have been done well, and finally she is willing to come back with your second brother?"

The thought of Jiang beigeng, a follower with a dead face all day long, being gentle to Jiang Anning alone made her 120 unhappy.

"He came back yesterday, OK? Besides, he didn't go with me. I went there the next day. He just came across it by chance. If you have to quarrel with me at this time, I'll decide to go back."

Jiang Anning's face was livid and he hit back at nanziheng coldly.

Nanziheng is at the beginning. Of course, he won't care about Jiang beigeng's itinerary. Seeing that Jiang Anning is going to leave, he quickly steps forward and catches him in his arms: "where are you going? Don't you see that people are still in the operating room?"

Jiang Anning looked at the time of the operation. Thirty two hours later, the doctors were also batch after batch, and the wives were changed several times. He was worried and asked, "will something happen?"

"No, Ling shaotian didn't die so easily. At the beginning, he was shot in that leg and suffered many crimes. Didn't he survive?" Nanziheng answered quickly. His voice was very loud. He said it to Jiang Anning, but to comfort himself.

But with a sigh of guilty, ou Moyang stood at the end of the corridor, his cigarette ends were thrown one after another, and soon a pack of cigarettes had reached the bottom.

Originally, he had given up smoking, but now it's good. This club has made up for all the cigarettes he had given up for these days.

Nanziheng never felt how time passed so slowly. He looked up at the time and yelled at the end of the corridor: "I'll go to bed. If there is any problem, call me immediately."

Ling shaotian stayed outside the operating room for as long as he went into the operation. It was crazy for two days and two nights. He couldn't bear it.

Ou Moyang once again put out cigarette butts and came over: "you go, I'll call you back."

Holding Jiang Anning in his arms, he turned and walked to the VIP ward. The whole floor was wrapped up by them. During this period, he ate, drank and slept in the ward. As soon as he entered the room, Nanzi's emotion of constant pressure was banished. Before the woman in his arms could react, he threw her on the bed.

Jiang Anning fell a pout. He wanted to get up, but he was pressed down by Nanzi Heng. He had never been so flustered, just like he wanted to get a sense of security from her.

Yes, nanziheng is afraid. In this way, he dispels his fear.

"Come on, give it to me quickly, Jiang Anning, Anning..." she just lifted up her skirt and broke the Lei and Si in it. There was no prelude to strip Jiang Anning's soul directly.

"Well, take it easy. It hurts." She tried to make herself soft and cater to the impulse of the man in front of her.

The room was so hot that even the whole bed was on fire.

Ling shaotian is still lying in the operating room, and Zhang huaizhen continues to comfort Xia Qinglian.

"Don't cry any more. Rui Qing is under great pressure. She doesn't know what to do when she sees you so sad."

"But..." then Xia Qinglian's eyes became red again.

Thinking of what she has done to her daughter for so many years, this time the harmful Ling shaotian may feel guilty. Xia Qinglian doesn't know what to do.

Zhang huaizhen also sighed. He also didn't know what to say. At this time, Doctor Chen came in.

"Sir, madam, let me examine you." Looking at Xia Qinglian's dispirited appearance, Doctor Chen frowned slightly. He was puzzled but didn't know how to speak.

"She still thinks about us when she is like this. Do you think my mother is too incompetent?" Xia Qinglian is even more sad.

"Madam, what's the matter with you? You should be happy to be filial to the eldest lady." Looking at the couple's sad faces, Doctor Chen quickly said something.

Hearing his relief, Xia Qinglian couldn't sit still any more and went to the room with tears. Doctor Chen was flustered, but he didn't know why. She looked at Zhang Huai with a puzzled face and said, "what's this?"

"It's OK. She's just sad. In fact, it's OK to tell you that Ling shaotian was shot and hurt in the heart. I'm afraid..." Zhang huaizhen sighed twice and shook his head. He didn't know what to do.

The heart was shot, Doctor Chen was surprised, immediately thought of Fang Yu, he is an expert in this field, but if you contact Fang Yu, does not mean that miss's condition to open it.

I'm afraid the old couple can't bear the blow of losing their son-in-law and their daughter's illness, but they still don't say what they say.

Here, Feiyang once again pulls Ling shaotian back from the line of death. As soon as he gets off the operating table, he goes out without expression.

Facing the side of the little nurse again said: "you first look, any situation immediately call me, I go out, half an hour can come back."

"All right, Dean, I see." The little nurse responded respectfully, full of admiration in her heart. The young female Dean has a unique skill in holding a scalpel. It's really not easy to save the patients from the death line again and again.

As soon as the words were finished, it was less than ten minutes after Feiyang left, and Ling shaotian's situation went from bad to worse.

The data on the monitor all the way down, the little nurse was eager: "God, no, the patient has no heartbeat." She rushed out like a headless fly.

Ou Moyang heard her voice and rushed into the operating room. But as soon as he got to the door, he saw a group of doctors rushing out of the room beside him. He stopped him. Through the mirror on the door, he saw Zhang Ruiqing standing up.

Everyone rushed forward to rescue, saw her a roar: "don't move..."

All the people seem to have been given a body cursing, standing there looking at Zhang Ruiqing.

She wiped away her tears and took a deep breath: "prepare sterile clothes and gloves for me. Go to the Acupuncture Department and get a pair of silver needles."

The doctors were stunned and looked at each other, only to hear Zhang Ruiqing roar again: "hurry up and follow my orders."

One doctor rushed out and the other two doctors helped her put on the sterile clothes. At this time, Zhang Ruiqing was standing on the operating table.

"Husband, Madame, what are you doing?" The old conservative doctor was nervous and even more flustered. He asked.

"Since you can't stop the bleeding and take out the bullet, try my way." She looked at the pale and lifeless Ling shaotian, her eyes were cold and dignified.