Chapter 204

Lin Junmai, who was far away in Xiangcheng, was worried when he heard that his wife was in labor. He paced upstairs and downstairs in the residence, and his deep pupils were in a rare panic.

His heart has been dull pain, as if to tell him that his wife is not very smooth production.

After receiving Wan Yingru's telegram, he was so excited that he couldn't breathe. He wanted to tell the world the good news. The woman he loved gave birth to a baby for him.

Before the great pleasure passed, his heart ached fiercely, as if someone was holding a needle to draw blood from it.

incorrect.

There must be something.

He can't wait any longer.

Lin Junmai wrote a sincere letter to Shangfeng, telling that his wife was hard to produce in a foreign country. In case of any accident, he could only die for his love.

Before the official reply came back, he asked his subordinates to buy a ticket for a direct flight from Shanghai to France. Although there is a high probability of a long-distance plane crash, he can't care about anything. As long as he lives, he dares to rush for her.

Fortunately, this situation is compassionate. After several air crises, two days later,

Lin Junmai arrived in Paris.

The first time he went to the hospital, he saw Wan Yingru with Qiao ruochu's critical illness notice, weeping and about to sign his name.

"What happened to her? Why are you here? "

Lin Junmai grabs Gu Jun's collar and asks, with a murderous flame in his eyes. His hair was a little messy, his beard was green, his cheeks were thin, and his lines were even stronger.

Wan Yingru had never seen him like this. He was so scared that he held his waist and dragged back. "The doctor is rescuing. Don't make trouble. Jun Mai, calm down."

Because this time he left his post against the wind and violated discipline, so he only took Zhou Yucheng as an adjutant, which could not stop his reckless behavior. Gu Jun was beaten by him a few times, and he didn't mean to fight back at all.

"Lin Junmai, do you deserve to be a husband? My wife is fighting with death. You are still here to show off your strength. It's a pity to marry you for the first time. "

Force can't bully his usual warmth, but his words are full of lethality.

Lin Junmai was so angry that his eyes were scarlet. His brute force was just nowhere to be used. He was about to attack.

Qi Yuxuan and Zhu Zhushang see the situation of life and death, and quickly pull Gu Jun away, so as to avoid the imminent death duel.

"She's going to be fine, isn't she?"

Lin Junmai pulled the foreign nurses who came out of the intensive care unit and asked in a gaffe.

Wan Yingru quickly translated his words, and the nurse squeezed out a comforting smile: "Sir, it's up to you tonight. Don't be impatient."

Lin Junmai said thank you, standing like a tree stump in front of Qiao ruochu's ICU door, staring at the medical staff in and out without blinking.

"Junmai, as long as the nurse doesn't come out to inform the family members that ruochu must be recovering, you should have something to eat first."

Wan Yingru looked at his haggard handsome face, his heart filled with unspeakable feelings, half distressed, half resentful.

Zhou Yucheng gave her a look of "let him be quiet" and carried the food outside. In this way, Lin Junmai stood at the door, accompanied by Wan Yingru, and time flowed silently through the night.

A little bit of penetration of the dark, gradually towards the dawn, finally, finally ushered in a ray of light.

When the medical staff came out again, the pace seemed to be a lot faster.

Lin Junmai inquired about them with his eyes, but he didn't dare to ask.

"The patient has awakened. After a few days of observation, he should be able to transfer to the general ward."

The nurse showed an angelic smile.

Lin Junmai's legs faltered a little, and his face was covered with thankful piety.

Then he remembered that he had not even seen the child.

"Child, child, where is it?"

He asked nervously, holding Wan Yingru.

"Oh, yes, in the nursery."

I only care about adults. Children haven't been visited for a few days.

After a while, the little pink baby was carried out, with round hands in his mouth, clear eyebrows and red lips on his little face. It was like the Oriental Doll from the New Year pictures.

Lin Junmai put the child in the heart like holding a treasure. The kind of father's love came out suddenly.

When the child was hungry, he took turns sucking with his two little hands and finally began to cry.

Before Lin Junmai came, he wanted to find a nurse. Unfortunately, he left in such a hurry that he couldn't find the right person at all.

The little boy had to drink the milk powder provided by the hospital, but he was very satisfied. As soon as the bottle was put to his mouth, he stopped crying and concentrated on filling his belly.

"Junmai, the child has no name yet."

Wan Yingru reminded him.

Lin Junmai looked at the intensive care unit, looking at the flesh and blood in his arms, meaning

He said with deep taste, "just call it Lin'an. Their mother and son are safe and happy, which is the best for me."

"Lin an, Lin an..."

Wan Yingru mischievously called the baby's name. He seemed to understand it. While drinking milk, he kicked his feet, grinned and giggled.

"Sir, the patient is awake. Why don't you take the baby in with her closest friend?"

High nose deep purpose female foreign doctors pay attention to human care.

Before she finished, Lin Junmai took his son and squeezed into the ward like a hairy young man with water loss criteria.

"Ruochu, ruochu, I'm here, I'm with you..."

Lin Junmai stood in front of his wife's bed with his child in his arms, whispering.

There was no blood on the woman's face on the bed. She was as pale as a specimen. Her cheek was deeply sunken. A pair of dark long curled eyelashes brushed the crow blue projection, which set off her whole figure as haggard.

Is this his wife? Lin Junmai couldn't control himself any more, and his tears fell on his son.

Qiao ruochu tilted his head and saw Lin Junmai standing in front of the bed. Her tall body seemed not as strong as she remembered, and her whole body was much weaker, just like an ordinary husband.

She thought it was an illusion.

"Oh, still thinking about him..." The corners of her mouth twitched slightly and she laughed at herself in a low voice.

"Ruochu, what do you say? Look at our son. How lovely he is. "

Lin Junmai bent down, kissing his wife's forehead, and put his son beside her arm.

The child's little hands and feet scratched against her. Qiao ruochu realized that her husband really came to her, "Junmai, are you here? How did you come?"

Lin Junmai wiped his tears and hugged his wife's hand tightly. "If I came, my heart was aching all the time after you gave birth to a baby that day. I didn't trust you, so I bought a direct flight ticket to France. My ancestors, you are safe. "

Qiao ruochu was so weak that he had no tears to shed. His hand was held by him, and his heart was in a mess.

It's a woman's nature to rely on her husband.

The man who became her husband, no matter what, can't hate him.

Even if you hate him again, you will be greedy for his arms when you are vulnerable.