Excellent beauty's personal security guard

In Xishan villa in the western suburb of the capital, the lounge is full of people, but it is a typical rise and fall of yin and Yang. In addition to the ancient pine shaped old man Liu, there is only Zhao Jianhui. The three brothers of the Liu family are all meeting in the general assembly hall today. The rest came from the silver haired old lady Liu, the elegant lady long, the dignified aunt, the solemn second aunt, the eldest Aunt Liu Huiru, the second Aunt Liu zonge, the eldest cousin Liu Meizhu, the second cousin Liu Meiyu, the third cousin Liu Meixian, the fourth cousin Liu Meiqi, the fifth cousin Liu Meilin, and a group of doctors and nurses in white coats. Unexpectedly, they were all beautiful women of all colors.

Of course, if you count the guard force of almost a guard company with guns outside the villa, it must be Yang Sheng Yin decline. In the yard, there are 50 young men in yishuier's black suit and black sunglasses. Tu Xiong, general manager of Xionghui security company, is leading the team.

Now, Xionghui security company is well-known in the industry. It not only carries out some business of looking at the gate for the factory, but also provides professional male and female bodyguards to elite and wealthy businessmen at all levels of society, and has embarked on a high-precision and cutting-edge professional road. Tu Xiong said that now the turnover of the Beijing Branch has caught up with that of the Huanghai headquarters and several other branches combined.

Outside the courtyard, including the walls around the villa, the army elites brought by Master Liu's guard and Mrs. Long are scattered around. They hold steel guns and stare big eyes. Even a fly can't fly in.

Listening to the loud and beautiful roar of long Lingyun in the room temporarily used as the delivery room opposite, Zhao Jianhui's heart was almost in his throat.

The Liu family has a seedling in a thousand hectares, and the little prince who has placed high hopes on everyone is about to enter the world. The health care doctors of the old man, the second uncle and the father-in-law have already made all preparations. The second aunt called half the doctors and nurses of Obstetrics and Gynecology and pediatrics in 301 Hospital, and one or two doctors from other departments, of course, are the technical authority of each department, Industry leader.

According to Zhao Jianhui's idea, he sent long Lingyun to the hospital, but the old man hit him with a stick. He didn't dare to speak anymore: "little bastard, you think it's your son. It's the lifeblood of our old Liu family. I'll kill you if there's any mistake."

Zhao Jianhui said in his heart, without me, where did you come from? Now it's reasonable to smash my own grandson to death for his great grandson I haven't met? That's not my son. Who else can it be? But at this time, even if he was full of opinions, he could only hold them in his heart.

Listening to long Lingyun's scream, Mrs. Long looked at old uncle Liu sitting like a mountain. Although she didn't dare to blame, she still stared at Zhao Jianhui for several times. It was obvious that she thought the root of all this was Zhao Jianhui.

"Ding Ding" the door was knocked gently, and the nurse's timid voice said, "mother and son are safe."

With this wonderful sound, just now, old master Liu stood up from the sofa with his legs in drowsiness. The action was as fast as the wind. Behind him, a large group of people immediately rushed out.

Zhao Jianhui reluctantly followed in the end. Although he also wanted to see his son and want to go in and say a few words with long Lingyun, it is obvious that he can't turn now.

Zhao Jianhui simply stood in the hall and watched the old man take the lead. His mother-in-law who followed him was several steps behind him. He said that when he was fighting for a bayonet with the devil, maybe it was this formation?

Through the half open door, you can see the surging heads in the delivery room. You can't see who has the upper hand between grandpa and mother-in-law, but you can clearly hear the old man's hearty laughter and grandma's hearty voice.

Several obstetricians in white coats squeezed out of the door, reached out and took off their masks. They took a long breath. These experienced obstetricians and gynecologists looked a little pale. They were frightened by the old man who robbed the baby just now, not because of the technical difficulty during delivery.

When she recognized at a glance that the old man who robbed the baby from her hand was the famous old man Liu, her heart almost stopped beating.

However, when she was called into the office by the Dean a week ago and gave her a delivery task with a dignified face, she seemed a little relieved. If it was not such a family, who could let the Dean solemnly hand over such a small matter as giving birth to a child to himself as a political task?

She didn't know how she squeezed out of the room from the crowd. She leaned against the wall and gasped for a while before she felt that her surging heart had calmed down. If there was a mistake today, the consequences would be unpredictable.

"Hard work!" A gentle male voice came from the side. She turned her head and looked. A strong man with a dark complexion was smiling gratefully at her. The female doctor smiled and said, "you're welcome. This is what I should do."

"Please go to the lounge and have a good rest." Zhao Jianhui said, turning back and making a gesture to Dafeng standing on the north side of the door. Dafeng nodded slightly and asked several medical staff to follow him into another lounge.

Er Feng, standing on the south side of the door, whispered to Zhao Jianhui, "hum, now you have something to do. Don't think about going out to do bad things." Zhao Jianhui smiled helplessly. Why doesn't the girl open the pot and mention the pot? At this time, such words are also nonsense?

Half an hour later, Zhao Jianhui had the opportunity to enter the delivery room. When he first picked up the little guy who was loved by thousands from his second aunt's arms, looked at his sparse hair, tightly narrowed small eyes, and constantly moving small mouth... Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but roar in his mind, and a sense of satisfaction and pride leisurely arose from the bottom of his heart.

At this time, an old saying suddenly came to his mind... Having a son is enough.

However, he did not think of this sentence and the latter sentence called "being light without an official".

Doctors, nurses, Dafeng Erfeng, Tu Xiong and the guards standing outside the door have red envelopes to thank each other, but they just ask for a prize according to the old rules. At noon, taking advantage of the adjournment, the three brothers of the Liu family and their father-in-law, general long Xiaofeng, drove back and stood for three or five minutes. The four people congratulated each other, and their status at home rose another level. Under the eyes of the old man, their faces were filled with joy and hurried away.

Then, the old man argued with the old lady over whether his great grandson lived in the villa or in the quadrangle. Not to mention that Zhao Jianhui didn't dare to talk about these things, even Mrs. Long didn't dare to say anything. Finally, the grandmother took out the dignity of "special care" and said angrily, "you old thing, how many times have you had children? Now Xiao Yun can't go anywhere. Wait until the child is full moon. In this matter, what I say will be nailed on the bench, even if the president comes. "

Although the old man was so angry that his beard was straight, he still sat there in front of the "authority" and didn't say a word. Long Lingyun smiled: "grandma is so powerful. It seems that I have found an example." Zhao Jianhui stared: "see what you can. If you have the ability, you can have another..."

The next days were peaceful and quiet. Zhao Jianhui went to the Party school to study during the day, went home early in the evening to hold his son, and looked at the little guy's pink face. Zhao Jianhui was overjoyed. Happy days always pass quickly. The little guy has a full moon between his fingers. According to the rules, the old man put a table of full moon wine. Zhao Jianhui also called his friends in the capital together and got drunk while long Lingyun took the child back to his mother's house.

I don't know who cut the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors.

The flowers and trees on the roadside pulled out green buds, and the breeze blew on the face. It was cool, and there was no biting feeling.

You Xiaoran's mother has uremia. In general, most people think that having uremia means death. In fact, uremia is terrible, but the medical community doesn't have nothing to do with uremia. Uremic patients want to prolong their life, in addition to paying attention to some life details in life, the most important thing is treatment. At present, most patients have adopted the treatment of dialysis or renal transplantation, not to mention the pain of dialysis, the treatment of rejection after renal transplantation, the survival rate of renal transplantation, the expensive cost and postoperative care have caused a great economic burden to the patient's family.

The last time I left Beijing, I left you Xiaoran and her mother at the Union Medical College Hospital. Since then, I went to Pengzhou and never went to have a look. Some time ago, when long Lingyun gave birth to a child, you Xiaoran's mother had been discharged from the hospital. At that time, she had no time. She still called Wu Fengjiao for help and found a temporary residence in the yard near the Beijing Office of Hedong province. It was closer to the hospital and the follow-up treatment was more convenient.

Although I got a card for you Xiaoran and didn't worry about money for treatment in the hospital, I'm afraid you Xiaoran will have an idea if I don't see you again after I leave. I still remember you Xiaoran's cowardly and resentful tone when she called her. When she remembered it, her heart trembled. Long Lingyun took the child and went to his mother's house. Dafeng and Erfeng followed him. There was no small tail behind him. Zhao Jianhui decided to go to you Xiaoran's house.

On Saturday, when it was the weekend, Zhao Jianhui bought a big bag of things. In addition to the tonics for the elderly, there was also a big bag of snacks. Anyway, girls like snacks because of their fragmented mouth. Although he didn't know if you Xiaoran liked to eat, he picked up a big bag of everything and drove to the place where you Xiaoran lives now.