Chapter 452

"You can't spare him lightly, but don't lay too much emphasis on it. Just let him stay by Qu Rou's side and take care of her. After all, she's used to his care and it's not good to change it suddenly."

"Mr. Dong, you Are you going to let him go? "

"Let it go?" The man snorted coldly, "I never wanted to let him go. I just feel that he is loyal to Qu rou. No matter how angry and resentful I am, I can't let a heart disease patient go unattended."

At the moment, he was already very hard to speak. There was a thin cold sweat on his forehead. The slightly wet temples on both sides were the best proof.

Minglou answered quickly, "OK, Mr. Dong, I've written it down. Do you have any other orders? If not, I'll call a doctor to treat your wound first. "

Dong Zhengnan is deep in thought. Her eyebrows and eyes are slightly coagulated. Her tall body is shrinking because of pain, and her body looks a little rickets.

For a long time, he shook his head, "now, let's simply deal with the wound first, there are some things, urgent is not urgent."

Minglou waved to the doctors and nurses who had been waiting. Three or five medical staff in white coats rushed forward and handed out gauze, scissors, iodine and other things regularly and orderly.

Dong Zhengnan's fingers suddenly tightened, his eyes suddenly blurred, and slowly turned dark, leaving only the noise beside his ears

In the chapel at the foot of Fuji Mountain in Japan, the whole auditorium has been decorated with white flower belts, the white and pink flower doors have been arched, and the guest seats have been polished. Even the wind is full of romance.

Wei Mengyao is in the dressing room to brush his eyebrows.

A woman dressed in white gauze, lining the figure exquisite chic, the hand under the table has squeezed a thin sweat.

"Are you nervous?" The abrupt female voice rings in the ear side of He Yi.

"Well Yes, it is

Weimengyao put down the brush and stood against the dressing table, looking at her solemnly, "Heyi, do you really decide to do this?"

“…… Yes

"Are you really going to forget Dong Zhengnan in this way?"

“…… Yes

Wei Mengyao sighs a little, and holds the eyebrow pencil again, to her eyebrow tail outline a not thick not light eyebrow line.

Heyi Yuguang glances at the layers of white gauze covering his body. When he was a child, he often saw such scenes in TV dramas. When he grew up, he always regarded it as his dream. When he fell in love with Dong Zhengnan, he would imagine that when she could put on her wedding dress, she would really become his wife. Now, this picture has finally turned into reality, and the bride is her The groom is not him.

In the emergency room.

The door has been surrounded by a large number of bodyguards, and all of them have a cold face.

Minglou is waiting anxiously. The whole person is shaking.

If Mr. Dong has any problems, what should he do? What should the wife do?

Minglou dare not think, just holding the mobile phone, pacing back and forth.

Just then, his mobile phone suddenly vibrated.

Minglou picked up the phone, and his face became more and more dignified. At last, he just said, "OK, I know."

The phone was hung up, but he couldn't come back for a long time.

Because the phone call just now was from the bodyguards who were far away in Japan to protect their wives. The content of the phone call was

My wife will marry another man in a small church at the foot of Mount Fuji this afternoon.

And the people who should stop it most are still in it.

The curtain of the emergency room was pulled up, and everyone's sight was cut off from inside. No one knows what the situation is, but minglou knows that the wound must be serious after so much blood.

One hour, two hours, three hours

The comatose Dong Zhengnan was finally pushed out. He was wearing a thick gauze around his upper body and shoulders.

"The wound has been treated. Just change the dressing on time every day and it will be cured in a month."

"When will Mr. Dong wake up?" Minglou asked anxiously.

The doctor pushed up his glasses and said, "Mr. Dong's wound really doesn't matter. It's on his shoulder and he doesn't touch any organs. Maybe he's too tired recently and doesn't have a good rest. That's why he sleeps deeply. Let him sleep for an hour and then he will wake up."

Didn't you have a good rest? Minglou muttered in his heart that in the month after his wife left, Mr. Dong left the company on time every day, and all the dinner and social activities were pushed to Mr. Gu. He couldn't refuse to attend. How could he have a bad rest?

This period of time is probably the most relaxed and comfortable life of president Dong.

It seems that minglou sighs slightly. His boss should be thinking of someone every night. He can't sleep alone.

But It seems that these are not what he should think. Isn't it that his wife wants to remarry? If Mr. Dong doesn't wake up, his wife will run away with others!

When I was worried like ants on a hot pot, I suddenly heard disorderly footsteps outside, like rushing here.There are bodyguards outside the emergency room, and outsiders can't get in.

before Ming Lou had time to think about it, he ran to the door and ran head-on into Dong's housekeeper.

When he saw the man behind the housekeeper, he nodded and bowed, "master, why are you here?"

Mr. Dong came in a hurry and was out of breath. He knocked heavily on the floor with his crutches. "If I don't come again, I don't know if my grandson is dead! I ask you, where's Zhengnan? Where is Cheng Nan! "Ah?"

"Old man, Mr. Dong is still sleeping inside. The wound is not serious. The doctor has already bandaged it."

Mr. Dong anxiously glanced inside, then bypassed the minglou and went directly into the ward.

Dong Zhengnan's eyes were closed and he was lying on the bed with pale lips.

He has always been a high spirited look, now lying here actually derived a sense of inexplicable depression.

"What the hell is going on?" Mr. Dong took a look at him and immediately asked, "well, how can Zhengnan be hurt? And so much blood? "

Minglou came in behind and bowed his head to reply, "Sir, this matter It happened suddenly... "

Dong's face turned red with a cough. "First, Dong Chenghui's disheartened thing committed such a mess, and then Zhengnan suffered such a serious injury. Do you want me to live a few days? How did Zhengnan get hurt? Who did it? Make it clear to me

"Old man..."

Looking at the hesitant appearance of minglou, Mr. Dong was so angry that he swung his crutch and knocked on his leg. "Say what you have. Don't try to cover for the little bunny Zhengnan!"

Minglou was hit and jumped, "old man, I said, I just said, you are not in good health, don't be angry."

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