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"Well, I know, aunt Huan. I will take good care of him. "

Lin an GE's long eyelashes blinked and her eyebrows rose slightly.

"Aunt Huan, what can I do for you

"Oh, I just want to ask. Do you know what's the matter with Yunxiao rushing back to the city tonight

"Gu Yunxiao?"

Lin an Ge thought about it and said quickly.

"He told me that this evening is the rite of passage for Aunt Du's friend's daughter."

"Zhi Wei's friend? Du? "

Ye Qinghuan Zheng Zheng Zheng, frown, try to think again, who is it?

Night wind blowing slowly, slightly hot.

"It seems that Yuwen is something..."

Lin ange thought hard, not sure.

"Yuwen?"

Ye Qinghuan suddenly realized that who she was talking about?

Bai Zhi Wei does have a good friend who marries Yuwen family. Her name is Du Kou.

It's just that Du Kou went to f country with her husband many years ago, so there was little contact between them.

Unexpectedly, she's back?

When did this happen?

According to the law, she shouldn't not know?

Is it that I put my mind on Lu Yiyao these days, so I don't listen to other things.

"Oh, I see. Ango, are you busy? "

"Well, good. I'll hang up first, aunt Huan. "

Lin ange is worried about Lu Yiyao, so he doesn't talk to her any more.

"Ango, you should also pay attention to rest, don't be tired."

Ye Qinghuan's eyes overflow a touch of concern, loving way.

She likes Lin'an song from the bottom of her heart and almost treats her as her own daughter.

"OK, aunt Huan, you should take good care of yourself, don't worry. Go to bed early. "

"Well, good."

Ye Qinghuan finished, two people then hung up the phone.

Starry sky.

There is no light, not even half of the dead stars.

The air was somehow depressing.

Ye Qinghuan's heart suddenly pricked like a needle, his temple suddenly jumped twice, and his forehead was a little painful.

She had a faint feeling that something was going on tonight.

He got up, went back to the room and took two sips of warm water.

Lying on the bed, he took a Bible and read it.

The confused thoughts were a little quiet, but the restless heart could not be completely quiet.

"I'd better go to Phoenix Terrace tomorrow and have a look."

Ye Qinghuan murmured to herself.

Lin ange hung up the phone and walked quickly to the office door. Seeing that the door of the office is still closed, I feel more and more anxious.

It's been nearly two hours.

Why hasn't Lu Yiyao come out yet?

Her tight little face was full of anxiety, her hands twisted together, and she walked back and forth at the door.

Stop now and then and look up at the watch on your wrist.

Tick, tick, tick.

She had never felt that time passed so slowly that even the second hand seemed to stop moving.

Each cell is tight up, a heart hanging high in the heart, with a fire in the heart, burning like a fire.

At this time, she would like to hurt herself.

As time went by, Lin ange's back was tense and stiff, and sweat was leached from her bright forehead.

"It's been so long. Why haven't you come out yet?"

"No, I have to send him another message."

Lin an Ge stops and walks back and stands. Take out the mobile phone, just type a word, the office door quickly opened.

"Lu Yi Yao..."

"Madam, come on, take the president to the ward."

Before she could see the situation of Lu Yiyao carefully, she could hear Ding Mo's quick and flustered voice.

"Good."

She didn't even think about it. She responded directly. Look down, look down.

It was discovered that Lu Yiyao, leaning on the wheelchair, had her eyes slightly closed, her face turned pale, and her cold lips had lost their blood color, almost close to her skin color.

His left hand tightly covered the wound of his left abdomen, and his heart was slightly undulating.

Breathing is a little weak.

"Lu Yi Yao..."

Lin ange grabbed the armrest of the wheelchair and ran to the ward together.

Her clear eyes of the eyes quickly agglomerate a large group of fog, the black bright pupil wrapped up. The pretty face is covered with a long love and tension.

"Lu Yiyao, if you insist, you will be in the ward immediately."

She walked forward, turning her head to Lu Yiyao in her wheelchair from time to time.

Suddenly, a slender hand was put on the back of her hand holding the armrest of the wheelchair. The palm is as cold as water, and as cold as ice."Girl, it's OK."

The deep and cold voice penetrates the eardrum, and Lin ange's heart trembles. Bend down, look down, look at him as you walk.

He pulled his heavy eyelids hard, his deep narrow eyes were half narrowed, his sharp lips were gently pulled up, and his eyebrows were in a rising arc.

He laughed.

There is a trace of desolation in the smile.

Lin ange's heart was more sour, and the mist in his eyes condensed into beads, and one fell down and dropped on the back of his bare palms.

Warm and cool tears fell on the back of his hands, but also on his heart. He hooked his lips and spoke again. His voice was a little hoarse than before.

"Girl, don't cry. I'm fine. "

"Well."

Lin an Ge bit his lips and held back the long cherishing in his heart, and tried to give him a light smile.

"Lu Yiyao, don't worry. No matter what, I'll always be by your side. "

"Good."

Lu Yiyao lifted his thin lips and closed his eyes again. Thick and dark eyelashes cover the unfathomable ink pupil, falling a heavy shadow.

His cold face is lonely.

Gu Nian and Lu Yi were already waiting in the ward.

Lu Yiyao is carried to the hospital bed. Lin ange helps him take off his black suit coat.

He opened his big hand covering the wound, and the palm was red with blood.

The enchanting red strongly stimulates Lin ange's eyes, and her tight body gently shakes a few times. Stomach discomfort, some vomiting.

She held on, she held on.

It's not a good sign that the wound is bleeding again.

"Ango, you and assistant Ding will wait while we deal with it immediately."

Gu nianshi ordered in a hurry.

"Good."

Ding Mo then answered, turned to pale Lin'an Ge and said.

"Madam, let's wait over there."

“……”

Lin'an GE's nose is red. Looking at the mottled blood on Lu Yiyao's shirt, his heart aches and his stomach's nausea surges upward. His legs were as heavy as lead, so he could not move his feet.

"Madam..."

Ding Mo whispered again.

"Let's wait over there. Don't hinder Dr. Gu."

Lin ange wiped the corners of his eyes, pursed his mouth, and walked toward the sofa in the ward.

Gu Nian cut Lu Yiyao's shirt with scissors. The white bandage was completely dyed red with blood, and there was still blood seeping out.

You don't have to untie the bandage. You know, the wound has torn again.

"Little martial uncle..."

Deputy Lu Yi sees such a situation, also can't help but be nervous. Turning to Gu Nian, he said uneasily.

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