Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

Putong——

Putong——

The heart beats like thunder at this moment.

Tang Xin didn't know what her reaction was. She held her palm tightly and squeezed out a dry smile. "Are you... OK?"

Words fall of time, the man's eyes but heavy closed up.

Tang Xin:!!!

“boss？ Boss, what's the matter with you

Ann kept shaking song Qinbei's arm, almost in tears.

"Why don't you send our boss to the hospital for treatment?"

"Good... Good..."

Soon, song Qinbei was pushed into the ambulance of 120.

Tang Xin hesitated and followed.

After all, song Qinbei was born because of her. No matter what kind of festival she had with song Qinbei, she would go and have a look.

On the ambulance, Tang Xin put her hands on her knees and clasped her fingers. She was a little nervous.

At the moment, the man who can call the wind and rain in business is quietly lying on the stretcher of the ambulance, with a cold and handsome face.

His thick, dark eyelashes were stained with a little sea water.

It was the first time that Tang Xin saw song Qinbei so weak.

It's all because of her.

Up to now, Tang Xin still can't understand why song Qinbei saved her at the critical moment.

Did you hit the car by accident because of the brake problem?

This is obviously unlikely.

Obviously, the car turned around.

Or did song Qinbei have a passion for doing good?

This... Seems unlikely.

Is

Tang Xin quietly climbed up a bold guess.

Is it because

Tang Xin dare not think about it.

Whenever she thought that song Qinbei had any idea of herself, she would turn into a ridiculous narcissism in the end.

Tang Xin gave up the idea at the bottom of his heart.

"Miss Tang, you don't think boss really has anything to do with it..."

For the first time, anzuo, who has always been rational, showed helplessness.

"Don't panic, go to the hospital for examination."

"If the boss breaks down, the whole song family will be cold." The more she thought about it, the more worried she was.

"Hold on, don't panic."

"... good."

When the 120 ambulance comes to the hospital.

At the moment, the door of the hospital has been blocked.

Financial channel, life channel, as well as Jiangcheng satellite TV, media entertainment, headline entertainment, reporters and media of all major platforms have been besieged at the door of the hospital.

We have shouldered a long gun short gun like cameras, aimed at the door of the ward, rubbing hands, one after another.

With 120 ambulance stopped, those reporters with hungry wolves to see the lamb like, have to carry the camera to encircle.

We all want to get some first-hand materials and first-hand resources.

The ambulance stopped and the door was pulled open——

Countless reporters swarmed around.

An Zuo responds in time. He gets up and stops in front of the north of song Qin. He signals Tang Xin and the rescue team to push song Qin North upstairs first.

He said sternly to the reporters, "no shooting! No one is allowed to shoot! "

"An tezhu, at 10:30 this morning, a serious traffic accident broke out on the other side of the high-speed overpass.

Excuse me, is the victim of the accident the president of your song plutocrats, general manager song? "

The reporter's question was quite polite, because he didn't know how much damage Mr. Song had suffered, and he was afraid.