His Sunny Wife

Liang Shaochen was beaten, the whole person fell a step, almost fell.

Nangong Yaoling stepped forward and grabbed his collar. Without saying a word, he punched again.

The action is fast, accurate and fierce.

Liang Shaochen fell to the ground.

No resistance, no struggle.

There is no resentment.

Yes, I'm sorry for my good brother, and I'm worried and uneasy.

Nangong Yaoling gritted his teeth and rushed up to beat him.

And then there was a scream behind him.

"Brother, stop fighting!" Nangong Zhongli rushes forward on high heels and grabs Nangong Yaoling's arm.

Nangong Yaoling looks back at Nangong Zhongli.

Leng for a few seconds, gloomy eyes.

Finally, in the eyes of Zhong Li, he took back his hand.

Nangong Zhongli pours on Liang Shaochen.

"Shaochen are you all right? I wish you were OK! " Nangong Zhongli was crying, kneeling on the ground, holding Liang Shaochen tightly.

Liang Shaochen was just held by her, like a piece of wood, looking lonely.

Nangong Yaoling droops his eyes and looks at his frustrated sister.

There is a trace of helplessness in my eyes.

He stepped back and stood firm against the wall.

And Nangong Zhongli appeared with Nangong Feihong.

Nangong Feihong grabbed Nangong Yaoling's arm and asked nervously, "what's wrong with xiaonuan? Is she hurt

Nangong Yaoling takes a cold look at Nangong Feihong.

Instead of speaking, he left him and sat alone in a chair.

Put your hands on your forehead.

What did Nangong Feihong guess? He rushed to the door of the operating room.

He banged on the door like crazy.

"Xiao Nuan You can't have anything. You can't die! You must survive... "

Several nurses rushed up to pull Nangong Feihong apart.

"Sir, there is an operation in it. Please calm down!"

"Who did it? Who the hell did it! I must destroy his family! " Nangong Feihong threw away the nurse, tears streaming on his face, and roared out of his mind.

At this time, Xin Wei, Nangong Yaoling's deputy, came forward and said to Nangong Feihong, "someone has been sent to inspect it. Master Feihong, please calm down. The lucky girl has her own appearance. She will be OK!"

Nangong Zhongli holds Liang Shaochen in his chair.

Looking at his lonely appearance, I feel sad to death.

It turned out that his arm was injured.

"You're hurt!" Nangong Zhongli immediately called the doctor to bandage him.

"I'm fine." Liang Shaochen hung his head and said weakly.

Nangong Zhongli grabs Liang Shaochen's hand: "Shaochen, don't leave me again. I'm really scared. Fortunately, you're ok Otherwise, I really don't know what to do... "

Looking at Nangong Zhongli, Liang Shaochen was silent for a moment and said, "I'm sorry..."

"As long as you're ok..."

……

Xia xiaonuan's operation is still successful.

But because of too much blood loss, he was already in the process of blood transfusion and still fell into a coma.

Xia Zhengnan and Xia's mother also came. The old couple tossed about for a while. Xia's mother cried for a long time. When she heard that she was out of danger, she sent someone to the side room to have a rest.

And in the lounge, there are a lot of people sitting at the moment.

They include Nangong Yaoling, Liang Shaochen, Nangong Feihong and Nangong Zhongli, as well as assistants, with bodyguards outside.

The air is terrifying.

Nangong Yaoling's face is not pretty all the time.

He stood in front of the window, smoking one by one. The smoke was blown away by the wind in front of the window, and his whole body was filled with the cold smell of strangers.

Nangong Feihong, on the other hand, has been in a state of madness, scratching his hair and hammering his chest.