Chapter 645

"Forget it, you won't let Qingqing eat anything."

An Zirui said faintly.

Du xiatong, who was standing next to her, came up and hugged Zhao Qiqing on the shoulder. "Let's go. An Zirui ordered a lot of sashimi tonight. Go and have a try."

"OK, I'm not very full at night." Zhao Qiqing touched her empty stomach and felt that she could eat more.

"No," came Fu xishen's deep voice, a little unhappy.

"Pregnant women can't eat sashimi. You haven't tried this?"

An Zirui suddenly felt late and raised his hand to hold Du xiatong's shoulder.

"Indeed, you fools, pregnant women can't eat seafood."

Du xiatong was stunned, and a touch of stupidity crossed between his eyebrows and eyes.

"Is that so? I forgot."

An Zirui raised his hand and summoned the waiter, "go and give these two people two bowls of noodles in clear soup."

"I want sour soup."

Zhao Qiqing looked up, and a feeling of salivation came from her mouth.

An Zirui nodded gently and indulged in his eyes. "No problem. I'll ask the back kitchen to open a small stove for you two alone. Does ah Shen want it?"

Fu xishen shook his head.

So he turned to the waiter and gave a brief explanation. He turned and looked at the three people standing.

"Don't stand here either. Sit back and wait."

Just then, the cell phone bell in my pocket suddenly rang.

"Whose phone?" Du xiatong heard the voice and looked over.

An Zirui took out his mobile phone from his pocket, looked at the caller ID and frowned.

He hesitated for a few seconds and then answered, "Hello, who?"

As the time line of telephone communication lengthened, an Zirui's whole face gradually became ugly.

"OK, I'll come right away."

With that, he hung up the phone and pulled out his suit coat from the back of the chair.

"What's the matter?" Du xiatong asked again.

"There's something wrong with my friend. Let me go now. You can eat. Don't wait for me."

An Zirui hurriedly put on his clothes, picked up the car key and left.

Several people stared at him without knowing why. They saw him turn back after walking half way, and whispered something in Du xiatong's ear.

Du xiatong nodded and told, "then pay attention to safety."

An Zirui's figure gradually dissipated in the sight of everyone.

"Why did my brother go?" Zhao Qiqing looks at Du xiatong curiously.

I saw her nuzui and said faintly, "Lin Qian is rescuing. His friend called him and asked him to go there."

When she learned the news, Zhao Qiqing suddenly felt a touch of uneasiness in her heart.

She stared in disbelief. "Did you just let him see Lin Qian?"

"What's wrong with that?"

Du xiatong looked calm, as if nothing had happened. He tapped his fingers on the table and didn't know what he was thinking.

Often the more calm the surface, the heart is easy to set off a layer of stormy waves.

"Xiao Tong, are you really okay?" Zhao Qiqing was still worried and threw a look of inquiry at Fu xishen.

Fu Xi looked at Du xiatong deeply, his face was calm as usual, and hesitated to shake his head.

At this time, it's best not to ask anything, otherwise it will be in vain.

"Ladies, your noodles are ready. Please eat them while they are hot."

Zhao Qiqing picked up the bowl in front of her and ate it.

From time to time, she glanced at Du xiatong, who was silent next to her.

She was alone in silence for a while, then picked up her chopsticks and wolfed down.

"Where's Zirui? The guests are here. Why can't he find anyone?"

Mrs. an came over from the elder's table. She wanted to say something to an Zirui, but she found that others were not there.

"Mom, my brother has something wrong. What's the matter?" Zhao Qiqing helped Du xiatong answer.

Mrs. an frowned and said angrily, "the child and the guests are still here. Why are you running around alone!"

Zhao Qiqing shriveled her mouth and didn't speak.

"Your uncle and grandpa are going back soon. The old man is old. I want Zirui to give it away."

"Mom, I'll do it." Fu xishen picked up his coat and followed Mrs. an to the table.

I was busy with my family tonight, but an Zirui was suddenly absent.

Mrs ANN, they can only laugh and prevaricate.

At the same time, Gangcheng hospital.

The cold and dazzling incandescent light hit the corridor, barely illuminating the whole corridor, and the "operation" light plate at the end suddenly lit up.

The sound of rapid and steady footsteps ticked in the quiet atmosphere, with a faint sense of terror.

"What's the situation now?"

Before an Zirui arrived, his voice came first. His sight fell not far away. He leaned alone on Ren Yuanzhou on the cold wall.

Ren Yuanzhou has been standing in place for a long time, and people seem a little numb.

He stood upright with a stiff expression and looked at an Zirui with empty eyes.

"She..." wanted to speak, but her voice was hoarse.

Looking at the dejected Ren Yuanzhou, an Zirui pursed his lips, stretched out his hand and handed him a bottle of water he had just bought.

"Have a drink first. How long have you been here?"

At this moment, Ren Yuanzhou was also impolite and thanked him for taking over the water like a fierce tiger.

After drinking some water, he felt much better.

"People have been in for several hours, and there is no news up to now. I'm afraid..."

He dared not say the rest. It was a possibility that would never be enough to summon up the courage to think.

Even the worst result.

It seems that it hasn't been long since I came to the hospital last time.

"The doctor asked her to have an operation. She refused and dragged on. Now her body immunity is also declining. It is difficult to predict what uncontrollable situation will happen in the future."

With these words, Ren Yuanzhou sighed long, looked up at the snow-white ceiling and looked out of his mind.

After so much experience, Lin Qian has to walk on the single wooden bridge of her life. It's really pathetic.

"I have also noticed that there is an expert hospital specialized in asthma treatment in U. are you interested?"

"U country?" Ren Yuanzhou was stunned for a moment.

An Zirui nodded, "I found it with my wife."

"Your wife?" Ren Yuanzhou couldn't say what the reaction was. He snorted, "the wife helped her husband's predecessor contact the hospital?"

This phenomenon makes people feel a little ridiculous.

An Zirui didn't intend to explain this more and nodded gently, "whether to go or not, look at you. Lin Qian can only trust you now? The last straw that killed the camel is often herself."

How can Ren Yuanzhou not understand this sentence.

He clenched his hand, which was sewn on the side of his trouser leg, with turbulent waves brewing in his eyes.

"I'm not a threat. You can think again."