Love You To The Bones

Shen Bai saw the man who should have leaned on the black big class chair. His resolute body fell down on the floor. His eyes were closed, his handsome face was haggard and white, full of fine beads of sweat, his broad chest fluctuated up and down, and his breathing was rapid and disordered.

Just now I heard a thunderous roar outside, which was the movement made by Shen Zichuan when he slipped from his chair and fell to the ground.

"Mr. Shen, what's the matter with you?"

Shen Bai noticed that something was wrong with him, accompanied by occasional convulsions and uneasy feelings. He was so surprised that he held his breath and hurriedly called song Zijian, "song Dashao, Mr. Shen suddenly fell unconscious. Yes, OK, I'll take him to the hospital immediately."

Hang up the phone. Shen Bai immediately greets another assistant to help put the unconscious man into the back seat of the car. Then he jumps on the bus and drives all the way down the street.

Half an hour later, Shen Bai jumped out of the car and met song Zijian at the door of the hospital. He carried Shen Zichuan, who had fainted, to the medical stretcher and put the people on the cart smoothly.

The chief doctor, who had been waiting for a long time, rushed to give Shen Zichuan first aid measures against time.

The chest suddenly encountered a heavy electric shock. The man with a haggard and pale face gradually opened his dark and bloody eyes, frowned, laboriously and slowly raised his hand, and asked hoarsely, "what's the matter?"

"What did you say?"

Song Zijian was so angry that he punched Shen Zichuan on the shoulder with a fist that seemed heavy, but actually he beat it gently. "Brother Zichuan, for the sake of Fang Xiaoran, do you want to make yourself like this ghost?"

When people are around you, you ignore them. Now people are too lazy to talk to you, you torture yourself - virtue!

The affectation can make song Zijian doubt life every minute.

"It's none of her business."

Shen Zichuan shook his head slowly. He was panting and weak. He closed his eyes and suddenly opened his right hand. The right hand with distinct bones moved up a little, pressed heavily on his heart and smiled, "I'm here... It hurts badly."

That's where the heart is.

Because Fang Xiaoran was pregnant with Xiao Jingcheng's child, he tossed and turned every night and couldn't sleep safely.

Chagrin and regret filled every part of the night, the air and every nerve of him.

Heartache unbearable, with stomach pain.

"You just love to find abuse!"

You can't live without doing evil.

Song Zijian hurried to the emergency clinic while pushing the cart. Moreover, he looked at the man lying on it quietly but with an uncontrollable cough. He was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, "brother Zichuan, I tell you, you either die now or go to catch Fang Xiaoran again when you are cured and healthy.

Not only a woman, but also a woman who has loved you deeply for ten years. You are the man most hated by all women in Tongcheng. There is no second. You want money, money, body, face, face, bed Kung Fu and bed Kung Fu. Don't you have the confidence to chase her back? "

The man disliked that song Zijian was too noisy. He turned his head in a confused way and cast lenglingling's eyes on Song Zijian's face. He frowned slightly, restrained his torn stomach pain and haggard face, but there was no expression at all.

Suddenly fainted in the office. He really just had an old stomach disease, which had nothing to do with Fang Xiaoran's determination not to forgive him.

Yes, that's it!

Seeing through his duplicity and hardness, song Zijian clenched his teeth, clenched his fist and beat the white pillow beside his head, "Mom, hold back everything in your heart. Sooner or later, you will regret that day."

As soon as song Zijian's voice fell, he was sent to the operating table. The tall and straight male body suddenly shook.

Regret?

He had long regretted that he had believed Fang Yanrong, so that he missed Fang Xiaoran's grievances and sadness again and again, and finally made her heart die like ash, completely collapse and despair, and said what she would never forgive him in front of her harsh face.

"You and Shen Bai go out."

Although his heart was full of mixed feelings and all kinds of complex emotions rolled and surged, Shen zichuanjun still had no expression on his face. He couldn't see half the emotional fluctuations. He just closed his eyes and kept his long eyelashes motionless.

A mature man of nearly 30 years old has been tossing clouds and rain in the mall for many years. He has a strong character and shows restraint and forbearance. He only knows orders but does not know how to talk. He is used to wearing an expressionless mask. He has long been used to swallowing all the pain and pain, swallowing it in his stomach, chewing and digesting it carefully.

In desperation, song Zijian and Shen Bai looked at each other with a wry smile. One by one, they stepped out of the operating room.

Song Zijian took two cigarettes from the cigarette box, threw one to Shen Bai, raised his eyebrow and asked, "it should be his old stomach disease again. How long did President Shen Da not eat on time this time?"

"About more than a month."

Shen Bai took a long smoke with one breath. After spitting out thick white smoke, he frowned and sighed. His gentle handsome face was full of worry.

"Since his wife ran away from home last time and followed Xiao Jingcheng to Yecheng secretly, up to now, Mr. Shen's diet is very irregular. He often doesn't eat a mouthful when he doesn't want to eat. He is really hungry and has a stomachache, so he drinks bitter coffee to refresh himself. For a long time, even his iron stomach can't stand it.

In the past, there was a wife who used to cook medicinal meals for stomach care, secretly asked me to hand them over to Mr. Shen, and specially told me not to let Mr. Shen know. You know, Mr. Shen has always hated his wife. If he knows that his wife did it, he won't even look at it, let alone eat it.

Mrs. Shen has good workmanship. There is only the original sweetness of the food in the medicated diet. There is no unique smell of traditional Chinese medicine. Mr. Shen likes it very much and can eat all of it.

It can only be said that Mr. Shen's stomach was eaten by his wife. No matter how delicious and delicious the takeout ordered by the big hotel outside, he can't look at it, let alone eat it. "

Indeed, to get a man's heart, we must first grasp the man's stomach.

Mrs. Shen is really powerful. She captured Mr. Shen's stomach in the silent smoke and fire, and then got into his heart!

Shen Bai continued to take two long breaths with the cigarette in his hand.

Song Zijian felt the same way. He flicked the ash from the burning cigarette in his hand and sighed, "I told brother Zichuan that Fang Xiaoran is a good woman. She loves him wholeheartedly and has only him in her heart. But brother Zichuan is blind and doesn't listen to advice. She's worried to death."

Shen Bai nodded approvingly.

For a moment, two equally handsome men, smoking cigarettes, sighed in unison.

I don't know how long later, the red indicator light over the operating room went out, the door was opened by the doctor from the outside, and song Zijian was handed a final test report about Shen Zichuan.

Staring at the conclusion printed in the line of black ink, song Zijian was confused first, then at a loss. Finally, he lost his voice and shouted, "lying in the slot, how can this happen?"