A Good Girl and Her Protective Billionaire Husband

You can search for "Mrs. Shen, a little sweet! Search Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!"It's good to be here." Shen Mocheng interrupted, "As long as he can wake up, the fourth child will not let himself limp."

He moved his gaze and saw General Jane sitting on a chair with Lafayette supporting him. The old man's eyes were dark and mostly old.

A week later, Xiao Yun cried so much that his eyes could not be opened.

On the other side, people from the Jiang family in Hong Kong.

Wen Jinhuai glanced over there, Jiang Cheng was not there at the moment, they were all important figures of the Jiang family's ancestors, they did not know.

Shen Mocheng asked Jiang Zilin what's the situation?

"The trauma is lighter than that of the fourth child. I heard from the rescue team that the fourth child was killed and protected by her body when she fell into the water. Her injuries were mainly on the head, and the trauma was not critical. Now the cause of the disease cannot be found. In a coma."

All things.

Shen Mocheng greeted General Jian, and returned to Gu Shuangshuang. Gu Shuangshuang was so sleepy.

The man whispered to his wife, Gu Shuangshuang woke up, and his dark eyes were facing each other. She sighed for the fourth brother and Jiang Zilin for a while, a little speechless.

Shen Mocheng's soft facial features smiled at her, grabbed a small ice cream on his lap with his big hand, grabbed Gu Shuangshuang's waist, and fished her up: "Are you sleepy? Take the kids out for breakfast, you mothers. It’s useless to stay here, just keep it with me."

Wen Jinhuai over there also urged his daughter-in-law.

An Guo held the seven-month-old child, and smiled at Gu Shuangshuang, and the two women took the child out of the corridor.

A person came across the glass door.

It's that overly tall mixed-race man, Jiang Cheng.

They are all familiar, although Gu Shuangshuang hasn't spoken before, tilting his head slightly.

Jiang Cheng set his figure, silver-gray elegant trousers and white shirt, a few days later, there were some creases.

However, it did not affect the character of this person in the least. The more middle-aged, the more vicissitudes and maturity are integrated, there is always a kind of evil in the handsome that women can't ignore.

He actually held a baby in his arms.

The milky-white swaddle was tightly wrapped, and a doctor was holding a small bottle tremblingly next to him, and another person was pushing a baby stroller in a thermostat.

Gu Shuangshuang realized in a blink of an eye that his pupils were certain, but A Ling could not be found on the left or right.

The man passed by, and it took a few seconds for the wind to blow on his face.

Seeing her not leaving, An Guo smiled and asked, "What's the matter with Mrs. Shen?"

At her wedding, Ah Ling was pregnant and drank and was hospitalized. At that time, she was not pregnant. It is estimated that for three or four months, more than eight months have passed. The baby is clearly...

What about Aling?

Jiang Zilin was so hurt that she didn't see A Ling for no reason. It is said that this aunt has a very good relationship.

Jiang Cheng rushed over from Hong Kong on the day Jiang Zilin was sent to the hospital. Today, he should have picked up the baby from the airport.

The baby was sent from Hong Kong. That’s not proof. A Ling in Hong Kong is not there, and there is no mother to take care of him. Jiang Cheng, the father, brought such a small child to her side. After all, Jiang Zilin doesn’t know how long she will lie down here...

Gu Shuangshuang and A Ling have not met many times, let alone talked about, but always faintly miss the woman, probably because every time she sees A Ling, she is so pale, she hides carefully where she secretly wipes her tears. That look of despair.

"Mrs. Shen?"

Gu Shuangshuang suddenly returned to his senses, sighed slightly, and now has no time to think about it. He turned around and smiled at An Guo: "Let's go quickly, or the children's fathers should be cursed."

An Guo whispered, "I don't dare the one in my house."

Gu Shuang's eyes drooped, her brows twitched a little, and she couldn't help thinking, "Why can't she hold the mouth of the house with these one by one?"Only the fate of being disciplined.

...

Jiang Cheng watched the doctor carefully take his son from his arms.Reading book nest www.kanshuwoxs.com

The man's exquisite and convex eyebrows, deep concave eyes, narrow and long eyes, very shallow pupils, when squinting to see people, they are as deep as two whirlpools, first look, fascinating.

The depression of the mood was written on the tightly pressed lips, his face was so cold that there was no expression.

There was no sound in the fully equipped baby room opened separately.

The doctors, nurses, and nurses do things without saying anything.

The milky white was put into a small incubator, the nurse took off his little hat, Jiang Cheng looked intently, it was almost two months ago, and it was still a wrinkled face.

No blame.

When he was born, he was just over four catties.

These days, when he held it, he would often take a close look at the little guy's arm, the light blue capillary blood vessels along the thin skin, the veins are clear.

He must be white when he grows up.

Like that woman.

The heart sinks for a while, and he can't lift it up in one breath.

Eyebrows tightened, he turned and walked out of the ward.

Seeing that his face was bad, Awei bowed his head and handed a lit cigar respectfully.

He lifted his eyelids, looked at the smoky cigar for a moment, and looked up a little uncertainly.

Seeing his expression, Awei knows how bad Brother Cheng feels these days.

In the troubled autumn, the second lady was like this, and the young master was rescued all the way to survive the dangerous period, and Mrs. Aling...

Ah Wei threw the cigar to the boy next to him, and ordered it to be put out immediately, fearing that Brother Cheng would come on fire, and now he is particularly uncertain.

Jiang Cheng frowned, folded his hand into the pocket of his trousers, looked indifferently into the ward, Wen Jinhuai lifted the lid of the incubator, and bent over to check the little guy.

When Wen Jinhuai took off his mask and came out, he heard a low "thank you" from the man.

He hung up his stethoscope and smiled gently: "You are welcome, I would like to help in the scope of pediatrics. But with Miss Jiang, I can't help."

Two tall men with completely different styles walked side by side.

When he arrived in the ward, Jiang Cheng politely glanced slightly, "If you are a child, I will trouble Dr. Wen to take care of it."

"Young Master Jiang's small body bones, as long as the hernia is prevented, the congenital deficiency can be taken care of carefully, and growth is not a problem."

Nodding separately.

Wen Jinhuai glanced at Jiang Zilin's ward and vaguely saw Aunt Xiao in it.

He turned to Jian Zhangke's intensive care unit, which was diagonally opposite.

...

Jiang Cheng entered the ward, Xiao Yun got up from the chair, put down Jiang Zilin's cold hand, turned sideways and wiped away tears.

When I looked up, I saw my daughter-in-law's brother.

Xiao Yun knew the identity of this man. When a phone call came to his old man, the words were light and mean, warning Jian Mutian to take care of his son not to provoke Zilin.

Jiang Cheng didn't say a word, and nodded as a greeting.

Unfamiliar, Xiao Yun held his hands in front of him, and slightly nodded, looking back at the girl on the bed who looked calm and seemed to be sleeping, Xiao Yun couldn't control his emotions, and he trembled softly: "Always ask these brain specialists. Experts, ask, why can’t I wake up, the arms and abdomen have been operated on, and the risk of infection has passed..."

Jiang Cheng stood by the window, his eyes darkened, looking out the window for a long time.

It is almost June, and the northern summer is also considered scorching heat.

After a long time, he turned around, his eyes were extremely pale, and he comforted Xiao Yun, "My family, you will always wake up."