I love you, Mr.Commander

The car didn't roll over, but after running out of a distance, it hit the flower bed on the side of the road and finally stopped.

The people in the other car also pushed the door down, and both of them were slightly injured.

Xu Yuan felt that her sight was blurred and everything was about to become one. Luo Zheng on her side was temporarily unconscious due to the sudden impact.

She tried to open her eyes and saw the driver and co pilot's bodyguard get out of the car unharmed.

She was stunned, but also understood the other party's real intention. It was Shan Rong who wanted to kill them.

How can they forget that Shan Rong is the most disgusting and disobedient thing, and so are people.

Xu Yuan shouted a few times on her seat and stretched out her hand to pull the door handle. Her ears were ringing and she couldn't even hear her voice.

Until, after opening the door, a pair of feet appeared in front of her.

She heard a woman talking over her head, "daze, do you know them? It seems that the injury is not light. Call 120 first. "

Dai Ze stared at the two people in the car and said a good word to Ren Jiao.

The giant screen is still rolling, covering the previous advertisement.

Ansu almost ran away. As she ran, she felt that the streets were full of men and women against her.

Those people have nothing to do when they are full every day. They took her picture and made a love activity of "looking for injured girls" on their microblog.

Everyone is an angel, and everyone has to come to save her tragic fate.

An Su was angry and touched her face through her mask. This scar covered her face in the end, but she didn't dare to assert how much she could be recognized.

She walked in a hurry and bumped into the oncoming man. Ansu couldn't even apologize. She left the other party and walked away.

"Ah, wait." The man shouted behind him.

Ansu thought he recognized her and left in a hurry.

The man held the mobile phone picked up on the ground, and his arm still maintained the posture of handing it out. In a blink of an eye, there was no one.

He looked down and saw that it was an Apple 6, which he put into his pocket.

The bodyguard handed the iPad to Shan Rong: "Rong Shao, the woman in this picture seems to be a big young grandmother. It's not like that. The woman's face is too ugly and full of scars."

Shan Rong enlarges the photo, first shows his dislike, and then takes a closer look. Isn't this the person he's looking for?

"Looking for the injured girl?" Shan Rong saw the hot microblog topic and laughed, "girl? It's funny that she's an abandoned woman. "

Several bodyguards on their side couldn't help laughing.

He threw a cold eye away, and everyone stretched their faces and closed their mouths.

A bodyguard received a message from the headset, walked forward, bent over and said a word in Shan Rong's ear.

Shan Rong made a sound and only heard something that was not painful or itchy.

He looked at the iPad. It was so funny that he couldn't help laughing again, but the bodyguard could see it clearly. The smile in the corner of his eyes was a bit cruel.

Before the laughter, Shan Rong's cell phone rang in his pocket. He took out his cell phone and looked at it. His face remained unchanged. He waved his hand to the bodyguard to step back.

After he got through, he stood up and walked slowly towards the roadside sports car alone. The wind blew all the way. On the phone, the woman cried all the way: "Mr. Shan, please help us. If it goes on like this, the commander is going to kill us."

"Did he threaten you?"

"Yes, yes." Yang's mother sobbed a few times, and her originally pleasant voice became sticky. Shan Rong didn't like this voice very much. "He asked us to tell the story of the two children falling into the water before he was willing to let them go."

"Then you say, what are you afraid of?" Shan Rong stood by the road teeth, holding a mobile phone in one hand and fiddling with the flowers in the other hand, "do you have any secret?"

"Mr. Shan, don't be kidding." On the phone, the voice became a man, a little gloomy. Shan Rong's head grew big as soon as he heard it. Father Yang robbed the phone and was much calmer than his wife. "Even if you want to get rid of the relationship, just get rid of it, but I still have a video in my hand. Don't you want to see it?"

Shan Rong narrowed his eyes: "what video?"

"We'll go out of the hospital tonight and wait for you at Wanda Square." Yang's father had enough of Shan Rong's appetite. He knew that the other party would appear on time. "If you want to know the content, just meet us alone."

Shan Rong's face sank. Before he said a word, the other party hung up the phone first.

When was he put on his face?

Shan Rong's eyes were deep. He pulled off his collar and crossed the flowers. He drove away quickly from the park. He raised the speed to 120 miles, and all the cars he met gave way. He can't be calm. It's not his style to frame and calculate everywhere, but now he has endured it so far, not for anything else, just to avenge his eldest brother.

He drove all the way to the suburbs and the door of the villa. When the housekeeper heard the sound of the engine, he knew it was him, and hurried forward to open the door.

Shan Rong strode in and went straight to the second floor. When he came to a door, he stopped the doctor who came out of it.

According to the usual practice, the doctor should explain today's treatment one by one, but before opening his mouth, Shan Rong lifted his collar with one hand.

The doctor's feet touched the ground and his face changed. Hearing Shan Rong's tone was very cold and his eyes were gloomy: "say, when can he wake up after treatment!"

"Rong Shao, it's really hard to say."

"Really?" Shan Rong took a step forward with a gloomy face and bumped the doctor's back against the solid wall.

The doctor was so frightened that he knocked his head back that he almost thought he had a concussion. He seemed to think of something and changed his mouth when he opened his mouth: "however, there is a way you can try, but you have to change a place to treat."

Shan Rongsong opened his hand. After the doctor's feet landed, Shan Rong kindly helped the other party tidy up his collar. He smiled and his palm fell on the doctor's shoulder.

Lin Qing asked the company for leave and stayed in the hospital. She didn't go anywhere except in front of the hospital bed.

A day passed quickly. On the hospital bed, orange lay quietly. All the instrument indexes were normal, but he still didn't wake up.

Shen Yuhe came again halfway. She couldn't do anything else. She could only accompany her in front of the bed and occasionally say a few words. For Lin Qing, it's a great relief to have someone to accompany her at this moment.

Mu Li returned from the outside in the evening, when Shen Yuhe had just left.

He saw several imported chocolate boxes on the bedside table. On the opposite tea table, there were all kinds of beautifully packaged gift boxes. He didn't know what was in them.

He went to Lin Qing's side and took her sitting by the bed into his arms.

Lin Qing leaned against his chest and couldn't help glancing at the table. The man was speechless for a moment, but she said: "Mom came this afternoon. She said that many of your friends knew that yesterday was orange's birthday and didn't know our Shuangxi address, so they sent all the gifts to the house. You see, oranges will be very happy if they wake up and see so many gifts to be opened. "

Mu Li patted her on the back: "we'll wait together. When our son wakes up, we'll open the gift with him."

Lin Qing gently closed his eyes: "OK."

The nurse came for routine examination and gave the same sentence. When she spoke, she could not help looking at the Mu Li opposite the hospital bed. The man stood with his hands down, listened to her voice, stopped mindlessly, and looked up coldly.

As soon as the nurse was nervous, the cases in her hand almost fell off. She hurriedly continued to say just now.

Lin Qing didn't seem to notice the fatal detail. She held orange's small hand and kissed it on her lips.

"Baby, don't sleep. Wake up quickly. Your birthday gift hasn't been sent by mommy." Lin Qing's eyes were gentle and embellished with a smile. "Don't you want to know what fun gifts Mommy gave?"

Di, di.

Only the fog in the breathing hood rose and dispersed, like an orange answer.

The last thing Mu Li wants to see is this scene.

She did not collapse, but faced it in a more worrying way than collapse.

No, it's better to escape. At least she has an outlet. If she cries, he may have a way to deal with it. But now, she seems too normal, but in her heart, she completely separates herself from the outside world.

Mu Li looked a little tight, and his frown had not loosened all day. He went to the window and looked coldly out of the window.

For them, every second now is suffering.

when the evening lights are lit

Lin Qingsi didn't realize the change of the sky. It's better to tell her how many hours have passed, so that she has a sense of time.

The men brought the bought dinner as ordered.

Muli pulled Lin Qing to the tea table. The gift boxes were moved to the corner of the wall and stacked neatly. Because the room was large, when they sat down on the sofa, the subordinates went to watch beside the hospital bed there.

Mu Li pressed Lin Qing's shoulder and couldn't help her. He coaxed and ordered her to sit down: "eat first. Are you going to be hungry all the time?"

Lin Qing left the dishes and chopsticks: "I have no appetite."

"I'll eat it, too. At least I'll drink the porridge." Muli scooped up a spoon of porridge and took the bowl to her closed mouth, "open your mouth."

Lin Qing couldn't resist him. He opened his mouth and took a sip, but it was hard to swallow.

She understood the meaning of Mu Li, but her heart was so tired that it was troublesome for her to explain too much.

Mu Li saw that she didn't even swallow. She repressed her anger between her eyebrows and eyes: "don't eat or drink. What do you want to make yourself like?"

"I'm not really hungry." Lin Qing reluctantly swallowed the porridge in his mouth and pushed away the bowl in front of him.

Mu Li wanted to put the bowl back on the tea table. There was really no way to take her, but the more this time, the more he couldn't follow her.

Muli forced her to feed her several times. Lin Qing was also angry. She refused to eat porridge: "Muli, you're wrong. I'm not the one who needs to take care of."

"Don't you worry me like this?"

Mu Li threw away the atherosclerotic bowl, leaned forward slightly and held his hands. His elbows were supported on his legs, and his staggered thumbs supported the weight of the whole forehead.

He was neither angry nor anxious. When he came back, he knew that he was not in at noon. Lin Qing directly saved the meal.

When Lin Qing saw him like this, she felt inexplicably uncomfortable. She didn't say a word. She stirred in the bowl with a spoon in her hand. When it was cooler, she swallowed hard in her throat.

Lin Qing couldn't eat half of it. Seeing that she finally ate some, Mu Li's face was not so gloomy.

Before taking a break, an instrument suddenly made an irregular sound, and Lin Qing suddenly got up like a spring.

"Orange." When she said these two words, she knocked things over on the tea table continuously because of her fierce action.

Mu Li grabbed a, but he didn't grasp it firmly.

Lin Qing rushed forward a few steps and rushed to the bedside to check the condition of Orange: "orange, are you awake?"