Dear President, take it easy

"Ah..." The increasingly severe pain made Zhou Chuyu cry out in pain.

Under the dim light, her face and lips became paler and paler.

Venus popped up in front of my eyes.

Thin beads of sweat oozed from the corners of his forehead little by little.

Seeing this, Qiao Weiwei quickly squatted down, supported her, and said nervously, "Sister Chuyu, what's wrong with you?"

"Weiwei, my stomach hurts, ah..." Zhou Chuyu slumped on the ground as his legs softened.

"Sister Chuyu, hold on, I'll take you to the hospital right away."

With that said, Qiao Weiwei stood up, helped Zhou Chuyu up with great effort, and carried her down the stairs with difficulty step by step.

After finally helping Zhou Chuyu into the car, Qiao Weiwei immediately started the car and rushed into the traffic.

In the passenger seat, Zhou Chuyu clutched his stomach, the pain made him almost curl up into a ball.

The eyes turned black in bursts.

The pain made her dizzy.

Close your eyes, completely lost consciousness.

"Sister Chuyu, I'm going to the hospital soon, hold on..."

Seeing this, Qiao Weiwei immediately stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

Overtaking the car crazily all the way.

The hands holding the steering wheel were trembling with tension.

The eye sockets turned red unconsciously.

He took out his mobile phone, slowed down the speed a little, and dialed Liang Bo's number.

"Master Bo, Sister Chuyu has a stomachache that makes her faint. I'm rushing to Liang's private hospital. Hurry up and arrange for the medical staff to meet me at the door." One swipe on your phone.

"Okay... I'll arrange it right away." The other side of the phone replied coldly and simply.

After hanging up the phone, she stepped on the gas pedal again.

The car, like a runaway horse, gallops against the wind.

Arriving at Liang's Private Hospital, together with the medical staff, Qiao Weiwei carefully put Zhou Chuyu, who had passed out, into the emergency cart, then quickly entered the hospital and went to the exclusive floor of Liang's family.

After Zhou Chuyu was pushed into the emergency room, Qiao Weiwei slumped powerlessly on the snow-white sofa at the door.

His hands were clenched tightly, and his legs were shaking constantly.

There was a sound of chaotic and hurried footsteps.

Ou Xiangbei and Liang Bo walked up to her quickly one after the other.

"Weiwei, what's the matter? Why did she have a stomachache and passed out again?" Ou Xiangbei asked, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

Seeing Ou Xiangbei's face, the explosives in Qiao Weiwei's heart were ignited again.

She glanced at the gloomy and cold face beside Ou Xiangbei, and then fixed her eyes on Ou Xiangbei's face again.

Qiao Weiwei jumped up like a spring.

With light white hands tightly grasping the skirt of the white down jacket on Ou Xiangbei's body, he snorted coldly, "Hmph...why did I have a stomachache? Why did I faint? Of course it was because of the huge mental stimulation, and this mental stimulation came from Who, you don't know, Ou Xiangbei."

On the side, Liang Bo sat down silently, beside her, took out a cigarette, and started smoking.

Liang Bo quietly watched everything in front of him, not intending to intervene.

"It's all because of me, I'm an asshole." Ou Xiangbei stretched out his hand, slapped himself twice in the face, and gritted his teeth.

"Ou Xiangbei, people like you will definitely have retribution." After finishing speaking, she coldly let go of him and sat beside Liang Bo.

If he is not the man that sister Chu Yu truly loves.

If he wasn't the best buddy in Master Bo's life.

She will definitely kill him with one knife!

Ou Xiangbei stood still, looking at the closed door of the emergency room, clutching his hair with both hands, and squatting weakly on the ground.

"Yes, I will definitely have retribution..." Ou Xiangbei smiled weakly, and slammed his clenched fists hard on the cold ground.

"I told you a long time ago that you are already married, so you need to restrain yourself, but you just don't listen, you're playing too big now." The long-silent Liang Bo lightly exhaled the smoke from his mouth, frowned and looked at Ou Xiangbei, road.

"..." Ou Xiangbei didn't speak. At this moment, he really regretted it so much that his intestines were turning green.

If time could be turned back, he would definitely not be like that again, definitely not!

If there was anyone selling regret medicine in the world, he would buy one even if he broke his fortune.

Waiting for half an hour seems like half a century.

The three of them were sweating for Zhou Chuyu.

The emergency light suddenly went out, and the door of the emergency room opened slowly.

The female obstetrician and gynecologist walked out quickly with a mask on.

Seeing this, Ou Xiangbei immediately stood up, rushed to the doctor, grabbed the doctor's hand, and said, "How is it, how is it?"

Liang Bo Qiao Weiwei got up slowly, stepped forward, and looked at the doctor nervously.

The doctor nodded to Qiao Weiwei, then looked at Ou Xiangbei and said, "The patient just moved his fetus. After our efforts, the child has been saved. Now the child is only over one month old. The patient must rest carefully, otherwise, it will be very difficult." There is a possibility of a miscarriage."

Hearing this, the hearts of the three fell back to their chests.

Relieved, Ou Xiangbei slowly let go of the doctor, his eyes were slightly red with excitement, and said, "Thank you, doctor, thank you."

"You're welcome, this is what I should do." The doctor smiled and saluted the three of them, then walked away quickly.

Soon Zhou Chuyu, who was still in a coma, was slowly pushed out.

Ou Xiangbei strode forward, pushed the cart, and looked at her pale face with tears in his eyes.

Qiao Weiwei and Liang Bo followed him into the ICU.

Liang Bo, Qiao Weiwei and Ou Xiangbei helped the medical staff put Zhou Chuyu on the hospital bed, and then left.

The huge ward was eerily quiet.

On the snow-white big bed, Zhou Chuyu was lying there quietly. The white light made her look extraordinarily weak and pale.

Ou Xiangbei sat quietly by the bed, holding her cold hand tightly, with a gloomy expression.

Regret, forming tendrils in the bottom of my heart, grew wantonly, constantly entangled him.

Ten minutes later, Zhou Chuyu slowly opened his eyes.

"Honey, you finally woke up, is your stomach still hurting?" Ou Xiangbei asked, kissing the back of her hand.

Looking at his reddish eye circles, Zhou Chuyu's heart ached.

Withdrew his hand coldly, sat up with difficulty, and got out of bed.

At this moment, she is like a flower teetering on the edge of a cliff.

"Wife, where are you going? The doctor said that you need rest because your fetus is gasping, otherwise, the baby will be lost." Ou Xiangbei strode forward and supported her who was shaking, for fear that she would accidentally fall to the ground .

"I didn't want to keep him at first!" Zhou Chuyu coldly pushed his hand away again, took his coat from the sofa, put it on over the hospital gown, and went out.

"Honey, I was wrong, I was really wrong, let's not be like this, okay, let's have a good talk, huh?"

At the door, Ou Xiangbei blocked her way, humbly begging...

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