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!In the security check channel, everyone watched the beautiful girl with gauze on her head crying, crying while not forgetting to move forward in the line. The cry was loud, but not harsh, sweet and fragile.

Crying too seriously, there is no one else.

Entering the security checkpoint, she still cried when she took off her coat, and the security personnel did not dare to scan her with the scanner.

I found the terminal and sat down crying, his thin sleeves were soaked with tears.

Cried so much that Gu Shuangshuang still did not forget a very important thing.

Looking left and right, there was a handsome man sitting beside him. Gu Shuangshuang observed for a while, mainly observing the two mobile phones in his hands.

After phrasing for a long time, Gu Shuangshuang took out his mobile phone and pointed his finger at the older one in the man's hand, "Sir, can I exchange my Kidney Six Plus for your Nokia?"

The man was startled by her suddenly and looked at her in surprise.

Gu Shuangshuang grabbed the new mobile phone in his hand. He bought it for her and rewarded her for returning home early from school.

Reluctant and can only give up.

She waited for the man's reply, and at the same time, she thought about it, or logged in to the airport WIFI and transferred the recording file to the usual mailbox for storage.

The man was obviously dizzy by her inexplicable request. Facing the request of a girl with tearful eyes and pale face, the man moved, and stared at the hand while sitting diagonally, his facial features were made by the man whose emotions were a little bad by crying. Voice: "Haoyu, this is your phone, you..."

"random."

Gu Shuangshuang was raised by the clear voice. He looked diagonally across. The man's broken hair was a little long, and he was in a lowered position. Gu Shuangshuang couldn't see the outline of his entire face.

But the lines are very clear and profound, with a very hard profile.

Gu Shuangshuang glanced at his shoes under his black trousers, white casual leather shoes, the strange man who helped her pick up the ticket before.

The handsome man beside him agreed to change his phone with Gu Shuangshuang.

Gu Shuangshuang turned off the phone, the card couldn't be removed, and she didn't want it either.

After changing the phone, he should not be able to find it without positioning.

Since then, contact has been completely lost.

It was four o'clock in the afternoon.

There was a rush of footsteps in the dark corridor of the hospital illuminated by white light.

Zhang Qing rushed to the seat in the operating room and closed his eyes in front of the infusion man, with a cold sweat, his throat was a little dry: "Mr. Shen! Madam she..."

The man who was weakly leaning back against the wall opened his eyes suddenly!

Zhang Qing was stung by the sharp eyes that suddenly appeared and the tired blood stinging in the corners of the man's eyes, his expression became more solemn.

"Mr. Shen, the ward I went to about twenty minutes ago, I didn't see my wife! I thought she might be as bored as she was walking around in the corridor. I searched the whole floor and couldn't find a wife. I asked the nurses and nurses to change shifts. The newcomers said that they saw the door of the ward closed when they went to work. It was not time for medicine and infusion. The nurses didn’t take it seriously, thinking that their wife had been in the ward..."

Shen Mocheng didn't move, staring at Zhang Qing.

Qing Qing's mouth kept moving, moving quickly.

But his hearing seemed to be a problem. In the roar of his brain, there was only a buzzing, and the muscles all over his body suddenly became soft and weak.

"...I quickly searched around the building in the inpatient department, but there was no..."

Zhang Qing looked at the man whose tonsils were inflamed and filled with pus due to internal fire, and stopped her voice.

No one passed by this corridor at this moment.

Listening to the boss's loss of stability, Zhang Qing let out heavy breaths that were almost gasping.Shubada Novel Network www.shubada.com

The cold light above his head was hitting the man's sharp facial features, white flowers, such a handsome face, and a shocking silence appeared.

There was such a suffocating silence, Zhang Qing didn't know what to do. The wife who disappeared suddenly, at such a young age, Zhang Qing was also worried: "Mr. Shen?"

Shen Mocheng blinked his eyes, the eyelids with particularly deep double eyelid marks slowly, hanging down on the deep concave eye sockets little by little.

The ice water was poured from head to toe, and it was so cold that he lost his reaction for a second or two.

The big slender hand, whose infusion was paler than usual, lifted it up and stroked it between the deep and wrinkled eyebrows.

The long, well-knotted fingers blocked the well-defined features, and Zhang Qing couldn't see the boss's expression.

But I heard the boss's voice, in the hoarseness caused by the inflammation of the tonsils, a sluggish smile, "A little one, so stubborn, so sick and want to leave?"

Zhang Qing raised his eyes and looked at the man's hollow and cold eyes. He suddenly smiled, so horrible.

"Zhang Qing, she might...don't want me..."

Zhang Qing quickly lowered his head and felt uncomfortable.

Boom!

The man's hand where the needle was used was clenched into a tense fist, and all his strength hit the wall.

Zhang Qing heard a click!

Suddenly looking up, the heavy man sitting on the chair stood up, the infusion tube under the infusion bag on the stent shook violently in the air, and the infusion stand it was carrying was about to fall.

He immediately held on, the infusion tube shook his arm, Zhang Qing glanced, the infusion needle was broken, and only half was left.

Zhang Qing was shocked!

Turning his head, the man's back was biting into the bones, and he strode towards the exit of the corridor. The white back of the hand where the needle was still concealed was bright red and dropped to the floor.

"President Shen!"

At the end of the corridor, I met the surgeon who went to the blood bank to collect the blood bag and met Shen Mocheng: "Where is Mr. Shen going? Miss Lu has about three hours to complete the operation..."

"I gave you money to guarantee that she won't die."

The female doctor looked at the man's tall back in surprise, and was shocked by his emotionless indifferent words.

However, in the past few days, this big boss has always had this attitude towards Miss Lu. He woke up and was in danger before he came over to listen to the doctor to talk about the situation. The wife was also sick, and he was also in this hospital by coincidence. He has been with his wife.

The operating room was not in the hospital building. Zhang Qing stared at the bright red blood on the floor chasing after him. The man had long legs and was difficult to catch up when he walked fast.

Inpatient department.

On the fifth floor where Shen Mocheng walked up the stairs, the man stood at the door of the empty ward, sluggish, without any expression on his cold and three-dimensional facial features.

He closed his eyes, turned around, and walked towards the guardian stand with a vicious anger.

The young nurse on duty was so scared that she stood upright, her face pale, and she did not dare to move and looked at this handsome man in a black shirt that was terribly terrifying.

He suppressed the anger in his heart that wanted to destroy everything, his slender fingers took the cigarette, and the moment the smoke entered the fingers, he was crumpled and ignited, no one dared to say.

He frowned and took a sip, tapped his finger on the marble table, "Call all the nurses who have been at work today, the fastest!"

The nurse was scared, almost crying, and immediately ran to call someone.

When Zhang Qing chased him, there was no one within one meter of the cold black figure, his neck was drooping, and he was silent, smoking very fast, almost without breathing.

The back of the hand holding the cigarette was already swollen, and he didn't notice it.

Zhang Qing was helpless, and an intern called by the emergency room next to him, holding some tools with tweezers and gauze.