CEO Husband, Please hold me tight !

Su Luan breathed hard.

An upsurge, like a huge wave, surged over the tip of my nose and burst into my eyes.

Su Luan's eyes quickly moved away from sang Yi's face and looked up to the ceiling.

"One by one, tell me about the situation."

"A Luan."

Sang looked at her sadness, worried and sad.

"I heard from Si Yi later that you hurt yourself in F City last time, and Muyu city was scared.

After coming back, let the Dean prepare enough Rh negative AB blood as a precaution. "

"But unexpectedly, Bai Jingrou is injured, and she has the same blood type as you.

The plasma that muyucheng prepared for you was used up by her

Sang said here one by one, and scolded Bai Jingrou again.

The white lotus which blood type is not good, it must be the same blood type as a Luan.

We've run out of plasma

Su Luan endured the sadness in her heart and listened attentively to sang one by one about the whole process.

"You lost too much blood at that time, and your life was in danger at any time. Although Mu Yucheng asked him to ask for help from radio and Internet, etc.

But when time is too late, he asks Bai Jingrou to donate blood to you. "

"Originally, Bai Jingrou's situation was not suitable for blood donation, but at that time human life was crucial. You can't wait for someone to donate blood to you.

In order to save you, Mu Yucheng has no idea whether Bai Jingrou is suitable for blood donation

Su Luan's abdominal wound began to ache again.

However, the pain in the wound is not as sharp as that in the heart.

"Bai Jingrou has just died of her mother, and you are her rival in love. She would like you to die. Where would she like to donate blood to you.

She put forward a condition, unless Mu Yucheng marries her. Otherwise, she would rather die than save you. "

Su Luan felt more and more heartache.

But she clenched her lips and kept tears from rolling out of her eyes.

"A Luan, Mu Yucheng also has no way, in order to save you, he promised Bai Jingrou.

But I heard from Si Yi that Mu Yucheng said to the medical staff at that time that before the next blood donor came, he would take dry blood from Jingrou and save you. "

Su Luan's tears, caught off guard, rolled off her eyes.

I slipped down my cheek.

The last trace of blood faded from her pale face.

His face is white as paper.

Sang one by one called out, "a Luan."

"I'm fine."

Su Luan's voice choked and suppressed.

She tried to ignore the sharp pain in her heart.

However, the more you want to ignore, the more intense the pain.

She also spread to all parts of the body at a speed that she couldn't control, and integrated into every inch of blood cells.

Even breathing, it hurts.

"A Luan, Mu Yucheng will not marry Bai Jingrou. He will try to explain it.

Don't be sad. "

Sang followed one by one with red eyes.

My heart aches.

Su Luan's tears are like broken pearls.

It's like the rain.

It can't stop.

"One by one, I am not sad to meet the city to marry Bai Jingrou."

She raised her hand to wipe her tears.

Sang one by one frowned, puzzled at her, "then you?"

Su Luan shook her head and did not speak.

She is in love with Mu Yucheng.

Su Luan thinks that Su Luan understands Mu Yucheng's daily life.

He's so proud, a cold hearted man.

So stubborn again.

Mu Ming never gave in to all kinds of threats.

Now, she has agreed to marry Bai Jingrou.

At the beginning, Bai Jingrou touched the back of his hand, and he washed it with water several times.

That night, Bai Jingrou blocked the bullet for him, and they had physical contact. He said that after he went home, he washed for half an hour.

He also said that he would rather have the bullet hit him than Bai Jingrou save him.

……

But he did the last thing to save her.

How can su Luan not be sad.

How can we not feel heartache.

Muyucheng should be how anxious, how afraid she will die.

Bai Jingrou, who had a heart attack and was not fully healed from gunshot wounds, donated blood.

The more sad, the more painful the wound.

Su Luan frowned because of pain, but the pain was soon replaced by heartache.

She sniffed and asked sang, "did you call Yucheng?"

"Well, I did."

Sang admitted one by one.

She was afraid of Mu Ziyang's nonsense.

Did not expect Mu Ziyang a word, let Su Luan rise to doubt.She took a few more paper towels and handed them to Su Luan.

Su Luan took it and dried her tears seriously.

She didn't see her red eyes until this morning.

"Don't tell Yucheng what you just said."

"Oh Good. "

Sang Yi didn't quite understand why Su Luan said so.

But she nodded.

Su Luan suppressed his sadness and told him to be strong.

Mu Yucheng came to the hospital with Si Yi.

Seeing him come in, sonny jumped out of his chair at once.

Looking at Su Luan and Mu Yucheng, her eyes twinkle to avoid his gaze when she looks at him.

"Muyucheng, when you come, my task is finished."

Mu Yucheng's sharp eyes narrowed.

Move away from her and look at Su Luan.

With her slightly red and swollen eyes, he felt a thump in his heart.

I turn my head again and look at sang Yi.

Sang Yi made a gesture to Su Luan, and then ran away.

The chess player saw sang Yi's strange appearance in his eyes, and then looked at Su Luan. He understood what he had learned, and quietly retired.

And closing the door for them.

In the ward, suddenly quiet.

On the hospital bed, Su Luan tries to control her tumbling mood.

She wanted to act as if nothing had happened.

However, she did not practice enough.

Unlike Mu Yucheng, you can pretend to be nothing in front of her.

She couldn't.

Looking at the handsome and noble face a few steps away, I think he promised to marry Bai Jingrou for his own sake.

Her heart, a sharp pain.

Mu Yucheng feels Su Luan's strangeness.

He guessed that Su Luan already knew everything.

Thinking quickly, I thought about how to explain to Su Luan for a while.

How to broaden her heart.

How to make her believe that he will not divorce her and marry Bai Jingrou.

There was so much silence that the air in the ward was a little thin.

Su Luan's feeling of pain did not abate, but became more and more intense.

The eyes were wet again unconsciously.

She pursed her lips and was about to open her mouth, but she saw Mu Yucheng calling out softly, "Luan Luan."

And then strode over.

As he approached, the dullness of the air was driven away by his clear and pleasant smell of masculinity.

He stopped in front of the hospital bed.

Then he squatted down in front of her.

Like wearing her a ring that night.

The big hand takes her hand and kisses her mouth.

Like the deep eyes of the pool are filled with gentle love, which makes people unable to extricate themselves from the enemy.

"Luan Luan."

He called her name softly.

Deep voice, sexy.

The sound came into my ears and turned into an invisible hand, which caught Su Luan's heart.