And it's not my aunt, it's just pain for no reason.

Wen Yiyi closed his eyes and sighed. He endured the pain of his abdomen and sat there waiting for the arrival of Mo Xiuchen.

……

The door of the classroom is open. Mo Xiuchen and Lu Shengang go to the door and see the person lying by the window. The white light of the classroom sprinkles on her face, which makes her face whiter.

He stepped inside, and his shoes fell to the ground, making a slight noise.

Wen Yiyi heard the voice, looked up, saw a black suit of Mo Xiuchen came to her, face tight.

She pulled the corner of her lip to smile at him, but her stomach was too painful. The smile was more ugly than crying.

The man frowned slightly, went to her, bent down to pick her up from the chair, and asked, "what's the matter?"

"I don't know." Wen Yiyi turns his head and buries his small face in his chest. He rubs and rubs, with a tone of three grievances. "It just hurts suddenly."

Holding the man's arm tightly in one hand, he crumpled his suit as if it would relieve her hunger pain.

Mo Xiuchen frowned, thought of what, and asked: "is that coming?"

Qingling that girl sometimes came to that will hurt, every time is to help take care of the pain, more or less understand some.

Wen Yiyi's ear turned red and shook his head, "No."

Mo Xiu Chen lightly en voice, side head to Lu Shen command a way: "let the city of song come."

Lu Shen nodded and immediately took out his mobile phone to call song Zhicheng. After a moment, he took off his mobile phone and looked at Mo Xiuchen with his eyes. "Mr. Song said that there was an operation that couldn't leave later. He asked you to take Miss Wen to the hospital directly."

The man's frown is even tighter. He doesn't want to go to the hospital. He doesn't like the atmosphere of the hospital and the smell of disinfectant. But now

It seems that it's no good not to go to the hospital. The little woman's pain is so severe that she can't see the color of her face.

Mo Xiu Chen pursed lips, compromise: "go to the hospital."

Finish saying, don't care Lu Shen that because surprised but stare big eyes, embrace Wen Yi to pass by from his in front of.

Lu Shen stares at a pair of eyes, full face of inconceivable, Mo is not always the most hate to go to the hospital!!

In the past, Mr. Mo was ill and had a fever. He always asked Mr. Song to come to the villa. If Mr. Song had an operation, Mr. Mo would wait for him until the end of the operation. Even if it took a long time and was more serious, he would not go to the hospital.

Now it's for Wen Yiyi to make an exception

It seems that Mr. Mo is really playing this time!!

But I think it's also possible to make Mo always send that microblog for Wen Yiyi, threatening Wen Ruchu to take a small video to clarify her. I'm afraid it's really moving.

Now he just for wenyiyi small exception once, nothing, after all, there will be more exceptions.

Put away the mind, Lu Shen hurriedly ran over, for Mo Xiuchen open the door.

Watching him gently put Wen Yiyi into the car, the expression on his face was cold and tight, but his eyes were soft.

With a sigh, Lu Shen drove them towards the central hospital.

Back seat.

Wenyi relies on the man's arms, and the tip of his nose is full of the refreshing breath from him, which makes him feel comfortable.

However, it didn't take long for her to feel comfortable. Suddenly, a pain came from her stomach. Her small face turned white, and her hand holding his arm also used force. Beichi bit her lower lip and tried her best to bear it.

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