Excellent beauty's personal security guard

In the ward on the top floor of the small building, there are always a lot of people around the sickbed. Even if there are no outsiders to visit, there are still doctors and special nurses around him, who have been taking care of him. Man Xiaotian is also wearing a white coat and has been waiting by the hospital bed. He doesn't know what prescription he and President Ma have discussed. The old man sleeps more and more every day, but he doesn't have any painful reaction. Sometimes he wakes up and calls his grandchildren and great grandchildren to accompany him.

Bruce Lee is also very clever. Sometimes he takes grandpa's hand and sits for more than half an hour. He pities a child who is only a little over four years old. He is so sensible when he is stubborn by nature.

Today is the 13th day that old Liu miraculously survived, the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month.

On December 23 of the lunar calendar, people call it the lunar new year, which is a festival to worship the kitchen king. It is said that the great God will ascend to heaven today and report the good and evil things done by his family in the past year to the heaven. In order to hope that the immortal will show mercy, many people will offer meat and wine on this day, hoping that he will say good things and return to the palace for good luck.

However, the number of "13" is regarded as an unlucky number by some western countries and nations. Greek mythology says that 12 Gods were present at the havra banquet. During the banquet, an unexpected guest, rocky, the God of trouble and noise, suddenly came. The entry of the 13th visitor led to the death of Bert, who was favored by the God of heaven.

Another and more popular saying is that it is said that Jesus had a dinner with his disciples before he was injured. The 13th person attending the dinner was Judas, Jesus' disciple. It was Judas who sold Jesus to the Jewish authorities for 30 silver dollars, causing Jesus to suffer. The last dinner was attended by 13 people. The date of the dinner coincided with the 13th, which brought suffering and misfortune to Jesus. Since then, "13" has been regarded as a symbol of misfortune, so "13" has become the most taboo number in the western world.

Because of taboo, Westerners try their best to avoid contact with "13". In the Netherlands, it is difficult to find building 13 and number 13. They replaced number 13 with "12a". In British theatres, you can't find 13 rows and 13 seats. The French are smart. There is usually a pedestrian passage between rows 12 and 14 of the theater. In addition, people also taboo traveling on the 13th, but also taboo eating at the same table with 13 people, and 13 dishes are unacceptable.

It is from this point of view that many high-rise buildings do not have the 13th floor, and the elevator carrying passengers past the 12th floor is the 14th floor.

Of course, all this can only be a legend. So many people have misunderstood and hated "13" for thousands of years, which makes this helpless number wronged.

However, when he got up early this morning, Zhao Jianhui felt very uneasy. Long Lingyun looked at him and was stunned when he got up. He was very considerate. He stretched out his hand and tried his temperature on his forehead. He felt nothing unusual. He went out of the door and brought a cup of boiled water with honey: "don't smoke so much, drink a cup of water to moisten your lungs..."

Zhao Jianhui sat quietly on the bed, his deep eyes looking at the direction of the door. Long Lingyun knows that this man has a warm and fragile heart under his strong appearance, and at this moment, I'm afraid this heart has been broken. Last night in the washroom, she clearly heard Zhao Jianhui put down his disguise and cry bitterly. Naturally, she felt that she and long long should be with him in order to greatly reduce Zhao Jianhui's grief.

She stood beside Zhao Jianhui with a cup and waited until he reached for it. Then she said faintly: "I took Ye Qiuyu and them to see Grandpa this morning. After all, several children are the close relatives of the Liu family..."

Looking at her thin, but still fresh and beautiful face, Zhao Jianhui drank the honey in the quilt. When long Lingyun stretched out his hand to pick up the cup, he hugged her in his arms: "thank you for your generosity, long Lingyun. Now I know that marrying you was the wisest and correct choice in my life!!"

Long Lingyun struggled twice, but she couldn't get Zhao Jianhui's powerful arm. She couldn't help but stretch out her fist and hammer it hard on Zhao Jianhui's back. The little fist rained down, and the crying voice had sounded in the room: "do you think I'm so good? If it weren't for my son, I wouldn't care about you. Maybe this is my life. Who made me like you at the beginning... "

Before she finished, the cherry lips had been blocked by Zhao Jianhui's lips. The next moment, Zhao Jianhui's hand had stretched in along the opening of his pajamas.

Looking at Zhao Jianhui's red eyes and his ferocious face, long Lingyun was not struggling. She knew that the severe pain repressed in the man's heart had reached the edge of outbreak.

I don't know how long it took, but Zhao Jianhui's action was getting faster and faster. Long Lingyun had almost no strength to make a sound again. Her small mouth was half open and half closed, leaving only a low moan and a rapid gasp. Her thighs contracted rhythmically as if they were cramps again and again. On her two pairs of small feet, ten toes as exquisite as green onions were tightly close together, and her toes were straight. Zhao Jianhui's shoulders could not help drawing a very regular circle

It's outside the ward suite. A middle-aged nurse in her 40s dressed as a white nurse sat on the sofa and was carefully checking the drugs in the medicine box. She had fair skin and beautiful appearance. When she saw President Ma coming, she quickly got up and said hello. President Ma nodded slightly. This nurse is the head nurse of the Department and an advanced worker of the general hospital for several consecutive years. She works seriously, responsibly and carefully, When discussing the resident nurse in the hospital, almost everyone thought she was the right person.

At this time, it will undoubtedly be a very valuable spiritual wealth to pass the review and stay in Liu's ward for nursing.

"Who's in there?" President Ma pointed to the room in the suite, and his voice was very low.

"Small head and general secretary." The head nurse answered with the same caution, and Dean Ma gave a cry. People in the medical team are used to calling old Liu's grandson the little head. President Ma knows that. Therefore, as soon as he heard the head nurse say that there was a small head inside, he immediately knew who was inside.

In recent days, the most powerful people in the country have come and gone. Therefore, although the general secretary's third visit was somewhat unexpected, it did not cause much surprise to President Ma. So he sat down outside, prepared his words and thought about how to reply when the general secretary came out to ask old Liu about his illness. This has almost become a routine. Everyone who comes to visit comes out of the ward and always asks him about Liu's condition.

But this time, he sat outside for an hour, and the people inside didn't come out, which surprised him. The inner door is tightly closed, with good sealing performance, not to mention the sound insulation effect. Even if you sit by the door, you can't hear what the people inside say.

The lounge next to the ward suite is full of people, but it's strange that none of the second generation of Liu family appeared today. The women in it are led by long Lingyun, Gan Xiaojing, ye Qiuyu, Dongfang Wenjing, Zhao Xiaoting, pan Feifei, Xu Manli, you Xiaoran, Yang Dandan, Liu Juan, Mei Lin, Yang Shanshan, Fu Di, Yuan Yiyi, Louise Polly, Dafeng, Erfeng Vanilla, Yang Xueying and other women are here.

What surprised the other women most was that there was a very strange face in it. Zhou Wanyi sat quietly on the sofa near the inside and didn't talk to anyone. The rest of the sofas, wooden chairs and small Maza were full. But no one spoke, the atmosphere was very depressed, and only a slight breath could be heard.

Originally, long Lingyun came to see Liu with these women and children. I didn't know that the general secretary came as soon as he and Zhao Jianhui arrived. This is nearly two hours. No one knows why the general secretary stayed in the ward for so long this time. Gan Xiaojing and Liu Juan couldn't help guessing in their hearts. What did the general secretary and my man say inside?

"Sister Gan, what did you say the general secretary and he were talking about inside?" Liu Juan whispered to Gan Xiaojing.

Gan Xiaojing gently shakes her head. Zhao Jianhui has shouldered too much. In any case, the death of Liu will eventually rewrite the political territory of the high-level, and the domestic political arena is bound to re-appear a short-term political reorganization. The personnel outside the Liu Department may become a hot pastry at this time, but the core layer of the Liu family is bound to suffer some shocks.

The outcome can only be seen clearly after the fog clears. Only God knows what will happen now.