Baby Assist: Mommy, have another child!

Li mingjue didn't want to tell Yan Huan about his injury.

Just the thought of his beloved wife being away for a long time made him more and more upset.

But after seeing her watery eyes, he suddenly regretted it.

Thin lips slightly pursed, "huan'er, in fact, it's not very painful."

Yan Huan looked up at the man and said, "is it a gunshot wound?"

This position is closest to the heart. If you don't pay attention to it, you will die.

How can she be afraid?

Li mingjue paused for a while and gave a faint hum.

Her voice trembled and said, "those blood..."

"There is mine, but more is his."

"Then why didn't you say it just now? You deliberately worried me, didn't you?"

The man looked at the tears in the corners of her eyes, raised his hand, took her into his arms and patted her on the back.

"Don't worry, I'm in good health, huh?"

Yan Huan clutched the corner of his chest and buried his head in his arms, "I don't care. You go to the hospital, or I'll..."

"So what?"

She thought for a while, biting her lip and said, "fast!"

Li mingjue looked at her red rabbit eyes and softened his heart. "I'll go alone. You go downstairs for dinner, huh?"

"No. I'll go with you."

The man paused. "Take something to eat on the road."

Yan Huan saw him compromise and didn't refute again.

She glanced at Jolin on the bed. "Lin, I'll go to the hospital with him. Will you have dinner with Joe, Joe and Wan'er?"

Jolin shook her head. "I'll go to the hospital with you."

Yan Huan frowned at the words.

There is no doubt that Jolin chose to go to the hospital at this time just to confirm Ji Yunchen's safety.

"Lin, if you're sure you want a divorce, you'd better not meet again."

Jolin lifted the quilt's hand, paused, lowered her eyes and said, "I'm not going to see him."

"What is that?"

"Ze Heng's assistant sent me a message saying he was awake."

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On the way to the hospital.

Yan Huan and Qiao Lin sat together. The man stretched out his long arm from time to time and fed her a few small steamed buns.

Jolin was caught between the two, helpless.

Yan Huan also saw her embarrassment, raised his eyes and stared at the man, "I'm full."

The man ignored her words directly and handed the steamed stuffed bun to her mouth.

"It's good for your health to eat more."

Yan Huan skimmed his lips, "that's the last one."

She opened her mouth and bit off the small steamed stuffed bun. After chewing two bites, a white and fat steamed stuffed bun jumped in front of her again.

This time, she just turned away from eating.

"Huan'er, my chest is starting to hurt."

Yan Huan: "

No way, she had to go back and eat steamed stuffed buns.

Fortunately, the car arrived at the hospital soon.

After Jolin got off the bus, she was directly escorted by two bodyguards to xiuzeheng's ward.

Yan Huan took Li mingjue's hand and went to the clinic.

Li mingjue's gunshot wound was not very serious. Although the location was sensitive, it didn't hurt his heart. The bullet was also taken out by the man.

It was only after he was shot that he walked dozens of kilometers that he shed so much blood.

When sewing the needle, Yan Huan said goodbye and didn't look at it, for fear that tears would not fall again.

She is not a crying person, but she can't avoid feeling sour when she sees such a wound.

The doctor couldn't help but say, "although the wound doesn't deteriorate seriously, it's already a little inflamed. We should see a doctor in time next time."

Yan Huan's heart sank and looked back at the doctor. "You said the wound was inflamed? Is it serious?"

The doctor frowned at the beautiful woman in front of him.

Didn't he just say it wasn't serious?

Just about to go back to her, I felt a chill behind my head.

He subconsciously turned back and unfortunately looked at his cold eyes.

His heart tremble violently, not make complaints about it.

How can you always meet such terrible patients these days?

Yan Huan saw that the doctor didn't answer, and said anxiously, "doctor?"

"Well, it's not serious. Just go back to rest."

"Really?"

Yan Huan frowned. How did she feel that the doctor seemed very scared? Even the sewing needle was faster than before.

But in two or three minutes, the doctor received the injection.

Just then, a nurse ran in from the outside in a panic.

"Doctor! Something's wrong! 221 patients are dying!"

The doctor left without stopping.

Li mingjue looked at the woman who was stunned in situ and didn't give her clothes to him. In a low voice, "huan'er, what's the matter?"

Yan Huan looked down at him, pursed his lips and said, "husband, 221 seems to be... Jane Xi's ward."

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When Yan Huan came downstairs, his mind was full of the nurse's words.

The footsteps stopped at the stairs on the second floor.

After hesitating for a few seconds, she looked up at the man, "husband, you go down and wait for me first."

Li mingjue looked at her for a while and said faintly, "I'll accompany you."

"No, I'll just go myself."

"Then I'll wait for you here."

Yan Huan nodded, turned and walked towards 221.

When she came to the door of the ward, it was already crowded, but she saw Jane Xi in the crowd at a glance.

She was in a wheelchair. No matter how noisy it was, she seemed to be in the clouds.

Quiet and beautiful, surrounded by light.

Yan Huan was stunned.

If Jane Xi is okay, the person who can't is

Her eyes fell on the hospital bed and her pupils shook.

The man on the bed was surrounded by a group of people. He also had a knife in his chest, and the tip of the knife was buried deeply.

There was only a side face between the figures.

Handsome but unpopular.

Ji Yunchen seemed dead.

Yan Huan pursed her lips, and her mood was particularly complicated.

She only vaguely guessed that Ji Yunchen was badly hurt, but she didn't know that both of them were killed.

One with a knife and one with a gun.

Not long after she stood outside the ward, Ji Yunchen was pushed out of the ward surrounded by a group of people.

Looks like it's ready for surgery.

The people in the ward rushed away, leaving only Jane Xi stunned in a wheelchair.

She still maintained her posture and stared quietly at the empty ward.

There was remorse in his eyes and a trace of heartache.

Yan Huan lightly pursed her lips. It seemed that this angelic beauty was not completely loveless for the devil.

The pressure on my heart was suddenly reduced by half.

She left without looking back.

When Yan Huan got back to the car, Qiao Lin was holding her head and looking out of the window. She didn't know what she was thinking.

Seeing her, Yan Huan was slightly relieved.

When Jolin heard the news, she turned and looked at her. "Huanhuan, where were you just now?"

She paused and said truthfully, "I went to Jane's ward."

Jolin Oh, no more questions.

Yan Huan naturally didn't mention it again. After getting on the bus, the three went back to the villa together.

As soon as he got home, Yan Huan couldn't wait to pull Li mingjue back to his bedroom and put him against the wall.

Li mingjue looked down at his wife, whose eyes were especially serious, and her thin lips were aroused.

"Huan'er, are you going to... Knock me on the wall?"