Lay Down My Bad Husband

Because Lin Ziyi is in the nearest hospital to the business school, but it's a little far away from zhangtai hall. When Tang Su arrived at the hospital, the wound on Lin Ziyi's hand had been treated and bandaged. The next step is to check her to make sure that the three in her stomach are all right.

Just when Lin Ziyi got up and wanted to check, a tall and straight figure flashed in at the door. The next second, she had been pushed into a familiar and sentimental chest.

Tears, at this moment, just like the flood that broke the dike, pour out quietly.

She didn't shed a tear when she was dealing with the wound just now. She didn't expect to cry. However, at the moment, the tears were completely out of control.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

The man hugged Lin Ziyi's still slender body tightly, with thin lips kissing her forehead. He closed his eyes and whispered the words "sorry" over and over again. In the corner of his eye, a tear came down and landed on the top of Lin Ziyi's hair.

All the people watched the scene, all eyes wet, and then, quietly back out, closed the door, leaving space for their beloved Mr. and Mrs. president.

"I'm fine!" Lin Ziyi shook his head, "I'm ok, I'm really OK!"

Tang Su hugged her tightly. At the moment, there was nothing but fear and fear, heartache and guilt.

The doctor did a comprehensive examination for Lin Ziyi. The three babies were really frightened to a certain extent. They showed uneasiness in Lin Ziyi's stomach and some abnormal conditions appeared. Fortunately, these abnormal conditions stabilized soon and did not need any drugs.

However, because the wound on Lin Ziyi's palm is too deep, the palm of his right hand has almost exposed white bones. In order to prevent any infection, doctors suggest that Lin Ziyi should be hospitalized for two days.

Although the president's medical team was there, Tang Su was willing to let Lin Ziyi observe for two days just in case.

But this time, Lin Ziyi is very willful. She doesn't want to stay in the hospital. She wants to go back.

Without saying a word, Tang Su took Lin Yiheng and strode out of the hospital to return to the presidential palace. Later, the president's medical team was informed to wait in the presidential palace.

Because she was afraid of the side effects of anesthetics and painkillers, she insisted on not using anesthetics when suturing the wound. After the wound was treated, she did not use painkillers.

However, leaning against Tang Su's broad and warm chest, thinking that their children were still well and nothing happened, all the pain in the palms of his hands could be ignored.

Tang Su held Lin Ziyi tightly with one hand, covered half of her pale face with one hand, and gently rubbed her delicate cheek skin over and over again, like holding the most precious treasure in the world.

He bowed his head, thin lips and kisses Lin Ziyi's forehead tightly. Countless words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat and could not say a word.

Lin Ziyi's side face rubbed in his arms. In the quiet carriage, time seemed to be still. Everything was peaceful and beautiful. Unconsciously, she fell asleep.

When I returned to the presidential palace, the old man, Tang dingnian and Tang Jun were already waiting in the hall.

Seeing Tang Su coming in with Lin Ziyi in his arms, the three of them almost stood up at the same time and raised their legs to walk towards the door.

The old man wanted to speak, but when he saw Lin Ziyi sleeping in Tang Su's arms, he was silent again. However, looking at Lin Ziyi's tightly wrapped by white gauze, there were still blood seeping out of her hands and large blood stains on her body. The eyebrows could not help wring tightly, and the heartache in her eyes could not hide.

When Tang dingnian and Tang Jun looked at all this, they all bowed their heads.

Tang Su lowered his steps and glanced at the three people. He didn't say anything. Instead, he took Lin Ziyi in his arms and strode to the bedroom upstairs. Fu Xinbo and some medical staff strode to keep up with him and went upstairs together.

For a moment, there was no sound in the huge presidential palace except the slight sound of footsteps.

"It's none of your business for the time being. Just wait outside." When he arrived at the door of the master bedroom, Tang Su gave orders to the people who followed him.

The steward nodded, raised his hand to the people behind him, and motioned them to stop. "Yes, Mr. President."

With that, the manager unscrewed the door of the master bedroom for Tang Su.

Tang Su holds Lin Ziyi and strides in. The manager closes the door and guards outside with seven or eight people.

In the bedroom, Tang Su puts Lin Ziyi on the bed carefully and kisses her eyebrows. Then, he goes to the cloakroom and takes a loose Nightgown to help Lin Ziyi change his bloody clothes.

Fortunately, in summer, Lin Ziyi was wearing a silver chiffon shirt and a pair of black Capris.

However, the cuff of chiffon shirt is a little small, for fear of touching the wound on Lin Ziyi's hand and waking her up, Tang Su directly found the scissors, carefully cut the sleeve of the shirt, then took it off, put Lin Ziyi on a loose Nightgown, and then gently put her down, lay down and cover the quilt.After everything was done, looking at the little woman who was still sleeping, Tang sucai took a deep breath and sat down beside the bed.

It's warm in winter and cool in summer in the presidential palace with constant temperature all the year round, but now his forehead is covered with a thin layer of sweat.

After staring at Lin Ziyi quietly for more than ten minutes, Tang Su leaned down again and kissed her brow. Then he got up and went out of the bedroom. After giving orders to the manager at the door, he went downstairs.

"What about Ziyi?" The master had been waiting in the hall for more than half an hour, but there was no trace of impatience on his face. Seeing Tang Su coming down, he immediately asked.

"Not yet." Tang Su took a look at the old man and threw away the three words lightly.

The old man gave a deep breath. If he could sleep so well, it proved that Lin Ziyi was OK.

"Big brother..." Tang Jun stood up, looked at Tang Su coming, and then lowered his head, "I'm sorry."

Tang dingnian looked at his eldest son and then at his younger son. He sighed deeply and lowered his head without saying anything.

The old man also looked at Tang Jun and didn't speak.

Tang Su stops in front of Tang Jun, his handsome eyebrows gently close, and his indifferent eyes gradually bring a trace of temperature.

He raised his hand and patted Tang Jun on the shoulder. "There's nothing wrong. Go back."

Tang Jun raises his head and looks at Tang Su. His eyes are full of remorse and guilt. He says frankly, "I won't think about what you want to do with her this time."