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When the mobile phone rings, Qi mushen is in the conference room for a meeting. When he sees that the driver is calling, he knows that the driver is going out with song Yinian in the afternoon.

Qi Mu Shen did not hesitate to connect, only listen to the driver there said in a hurry: "Mr. Qi, the wife has an accident."

"What's the matter?" Qi Mu Shen's face suddenly changed.

The shareholders in the meeting room all looked at him one after another. It was rare to see this man who had never been frightened when he was in trouble.

"My wife was stabbed, and now the ambulance has not come. The situation is not optimistic."

"Hum" exploded in his mind, and his mind was suddenly blank. Qi mushen suddenly stood up, and his office chair slipped out. He almost couldn't stand.

All of a sudden, it was as if someone had reached for his neck and let him out of breath.

Without even saying that the meeting was over, Qi mushen almost ran out of the meeting room, leaving the shareholders present looking at each other.

He Peng was standing outside the conference room. The door suddenly opened and saw the man coming out. He could only say, "general manager,"

before he said anything behind him, Qi mushen seemed to have not seen him. A gust of wind blew across his cheek, then looked up, and the man was gone.

He Peng has been with Qi mushen for so many years, but it is the first time that he has seen him behave so badly.

As a special aid, he Peng can only go in to clean up the mess, "the president has an emergency, the meeting is postponed."

The front desk receptionist saw that their president ran out like a gust of wind, and almost thought that he was blinded. This is not the style of their president.

When he came to the underground parking lot, Qi Mu Shen opened the door and got on the car. At the same time, he said coldly: "go to the hospital, quick!"

Lao Zhang answered, knowing that the situation was urgent, he did not dare to be vague, and drove quickly.

Even if Qi mushen didn't say which hospital it was, Lao Zhang knew that it was the largest hospital in Ming Dynasty.

At that time, the police had blocked the scene, Xu Wenkang was also taken away by the police, the ambulance has not arrived immediately, is on the way.

The driver holding song Yinian has blood on his body. He is worried, but it's useless. It's not close to the city center.

Song Yinian fainted in the past, and the blood on his body was still coming out.

"The ambulance is coming. The ambulance is coming. Get out of the way."

As the ambulance stopped at the side of the road, some medical staff carried the stretcher down, and then quickly and quickly lifted song Yinian up.

On the ambulance, the medical staff did a simple hemostasis, so as to prevent the patient from losing too much blood and causing death.

The driver didn't forget to call Qi mushen and told him that song Yinian was taken away by an ambulance, and then drove behind him.

Qi mushen first arrived at the hospital and asked the front desk to know that song Yinian had not been sent in.

Qi mushen suffered a lot. A heart was thrown into the oil pan for countless times, which made him feel difficult to breathe. As soon as he turned around, he planned to wait outside, and then the medical staff pushed song Yinian in with the driver.

Seeing Qi mushen, the driver called out, "Mr. Qi."

Qi Mu Shen's pace of running out stops abruptly. He turns back. Song Yinian has been pushed away from him for a while, but the red blood still stings his eyes.

Qi mushen catches up and holds Song Yi's hand, which is cold and cold without any temperature. If his chest doesn't fluctuate slightly, he suspects that song Yinian is out of breath.

The nurse on the side said, "Sir, the patient is in critical condition. Please let me know. Don't hinder our work."

Qi mushen did not speak, a pair of eyes motionless glue on Song Yinian's face.

At that time, due to excessive bleeding, song Yinian had no blood on her face and her lips turned white. She looked like a dead man, and her hand was covered in her abdomen.

Qi Mu knew that her last thought was to hold the child.

But in this case, it's a good thing that she can be OK. It's impossible for the child to survive.

Think of this, Qi Mu deep heart or mercilessly smoked.

Song Yinian was pushed into the emergency room. Qi Mu wanted to follow him subconsciously, but was blocked out by the nurse. "During the operation, the family members are waiting outside."

When the nurse was about to close the door, Qi Mu Shen suddenly grabbed her hand and was stunned. "Sir, you are,"

"it doesn't matter if the child can't be saved. I want her to live." Qi Mu deep looking at her, he heard his calm finish this sentence.

Qi mushen was very lucky to be able to say this sentence completely. He was afraid that he would lose control of himself, that he would lose his mind and rush in regardless of everything.

"Don't worry, sir. We'll try our best." The strength of the hand loosened, and the nurse did not hesitate to close the door.

The door of the operating room is closed, and the red light showing the fragility of life is on.

Qi Mu Shen stepped back a few steps, his back against the wall behind him, and slowly slipped down. He squatted on the ground, gripping his hair with both hands.Yesterday, he should have stopped it, otherwise it would not have happened. Now it's too late to say anything.

The driver came forward and couldn't even say any words of comfort. Needless to say, the child must not be able to keep it.

At the same time, there was a rush of footsteps in the corridor. Qi mushen was immersed in his own world without even raising his head.

Until the sound of footsteps approached, the voice of the visitor could not help but tremble. "Mu Shen, what's the situation now?"

Qi Mu Shen shook his head, his eyes were calm enough to make people afraid, "I don't know."

Song Xiong also saw the news and nearly fainted on the spot. When he saw Qi mushen like this, he couldn't stand and fell back.

"Don't worry, Dad. I'm sure Niannian will be OK." Song Wenbin helped him in time and looked at the emergency room with the same worry.

"Niannian, if you have something wrong, what should dad do?" Song Xiong said, old tears, very sad, a moment seems to be more than ten years old, he really can't stand white hair people give black hair.

What's wrong with a good one? If the child is gone, she can't do anything.

Hearing this, Qi mushen stood up and held song Xiong's arm. His throat choked so much that he couldn't even speak, "Dad."

After a long time, Qi mushen squeezed a word out of his throat.

They helped song Xiong to the bench in the corridor and sat down. Song Wenbin said, "Dad, I've survived the earthquake three years ago. This time, it will be OK. Don't fall down first."

Song Wenbin also read the news of this incident and knew that song Yinian was stabbed by a strange man, and the man also surrendered on the spot.

A knife in the abdomen, at most the child does not have, as long as it is not fatal, people will be OK.

Song Xiong only has song Yinian, such a precious daughter. If there is really a good or bad thing, that is to take half of his old life, how can he bear it.