Cold President, Hug Me

Time one minute one second, continue to swim ~ walk.

Nurses are still pouring blood into the emergency room.

In the emergency room, Jiang He, the best surgeon in the General Hospital of the capital military region, is racing against time to rescue Jing Rong.

Outside the emergency room, in the long corridor, everyone's heart is hanging in their throat.

Master Jing, in particular, seems to be a lot older in an instant, and his face is very haggard.

At four o'clock in the morning, the attending doctor Jianghe came out of the emergency room.

As long as three hours of rescue, at this moment, he has been exhausted, surgical robe full of blood, fundus eyebrows, with tired.

Under the glasses, that pair of eyes, also because too tired, and red.

"How about Dr. Jiang?" Master Jing got up first and asked carefully.

Jianghe slowly took off his mask and sighed.

Seeing the river sighing, people's hearts suddenly cooled.

"Yes Rescue is invalid, death Dead? " With these words, master Jing suddenly felt dark and soft at his feet. He subconsciously stepped back.

Seeing this, Yeming quickly holds him and supports the old man's tottering body with his body.

"Yes? Dr. Jiang... " Master Jing gently stroked his painful heart and asked carefully.

"Although the whole rescue process is very hard, it is very successful. Mr President, there should be no big problem now..." Dr. Jianghe said, "Mr. President, this time, I'm very lucky. If the bullet goes two millimeters deeper, it will hit the center directly. In that case, even if it's an immortal, it can't save him..."

When they heard the words of the river, their hearts were hanging, and they fell to the ground.

Master Jing was sitting on the bench.

Reach out to wipe his forehead, he found that his forehead, has been scared out of a layer of cold sweat.

He was so scared just now.

When Dr. Jiang sighs, he thinks

He thought that his fourth brother had died because of ineffective rescue.

Fortunately, everything went well.

Fortunately, his son jingaotian, nothing!

"Thank you, Dr. Jiang. Thank you very much! Thank you for your hard work. I will thank you very much when I look back! " Master Jing gently stroked his still beating heart and said.

In just a few minutes, master Jing's heart experienced a roller coaster like change.

Up to now, he hasn't been able to recover completely.

"It's very kind of you Mr. king. " River course.

"During this period of time, we must make your excellency pay more attention to rest, stay in bed as much as possible, avoid wound tearing, infection, and In terms of diet, we must be light and avoid spicy food Rivers tell the way.

"Well, I see, Dr. Jiang." Master Jing wiped his sweat again and looked at the river.

As soon as the old man's voice fell, the sound of the stretcher car began to ring.

Jing Rong, in a deep coma, was pushed out by several medical staff.

Jing Rong has changed into a blue and white striped hospital uniform.

He lay quietly on the stretcher, pale as paper, even in a coma, the word "Chuan" between his eyebrows was still deep.

On the right cheek, where the bullet had rubbed, there was a scar, which had been slightly swollen with a faint red color.

On the back of the hand with light green tendons, there are also anti-inflammatory and analgesic drops.

Drip flow is not fast or slow, drip bottle, with the activities of the stretcher, and slightly vibrate.

Even though he was in a mess, the man was still amazing.

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After Jing Rong was pushed into the intensive care unit, Dr. Jiang connected all kinds of monitoring instruments for him, and then left with a group of medical staff.

And master Jing, also asked others to leave.

In the ward, only Yeming was left.

After everyone left, master Jing looked at Yeming and said, "Yeming, you should go out to report peace to the reporters immediately, and make a formal statement to the public."

When the president is assassinated, people at home are bound to panic.

Now only the news that the president is safe and sound can calm people's anxiety.

After Yeming left, only master Jing was left in the huge ward.

Ward door closed, the old man alone sitting on the edge of the bed, guarding him.

I didn't sleep all night. I'm sleepy now.

Forced to endure sleepiness, until Jingrong's dribs and drabs were finished, he lay down beside Jingrong's bed and fell asleep.

"Baby..."

"My baby..."

"Honey You, don't leave me, don't... "

"Baby, I love you."

"Fourth uncle, I love you..."At seven o'clock in the morning, master Jing was awakened by Jingrong's voice.

When I open my eyes, I hear Jing Rong's feeble dream talk. The fire in master Jing's heart suddenly comes out again!

He's so spoony.

Even if the girl has been away for two years, even if he is still in a daze after experiencing these things, he still thinks about the cheap girl in his heart, and even blurs out her name.

"Old four, old four, I really don't understand, jingbao'er that cheap girl, what's good in the end, the whole Z country up and down, so many noble ladies, you don't love, you have to love such a cheap woman like her Master Jing clenched his fists and said to himself.

Originally, he was not sleepy, but he was not sleepy in an instant.

"Anyway, I must kill that girl. The more you love her, the more I can't let you be together! Uncle nephew chaos. Lun, what kind of system is it Master Jing talks to himself again in front of Jing Rong's face!

"The more you care, the more I will destroy her! Destroy Master Jing said again.

"Honey Don't go... "

"Honey Honey, listen to me. I'll... "

"Baby..."

The man said in his sleep, suddenly woke up, a pair of eyes, suddenly opened.

As soon as I opened my eyes, two lines of tears rolled down from the corner of the man's eyes like beads with broken thread.

Just now, he had a dream, a long, long, long dream.

In the dream, he met his baby again.

In the dream, he tried his best to pull the girl to explain everything, but the girl didn't listen at all, just wanted to escape.

He pulled her desperately, trying to explain to her, but she ran away without looking back.

She is running in front, he is running behind, all the time, all the time

When he got to an alley, he lost the man.

At that moment, looking at the empty alley, his heart hurt.

The pain is almost suffocating.