Love You To The Bones

Fang Xiaoran hesitantly received the document and heard Shen Bai give her a detailed explanation, "madam, this is the share transfer certificate. Some time ago, Mr. Shen transferred 30% of his shares to your account. Do you still have an impression?"

Hearing that Shen Bai mentioned it, Fang Xiaoran couldn't help nodding her head, "I know, and then?"

"Then when I took care of your account today, I found that there was an increase of 3% of the stock share, and the way of transfer can be sure that Xiao Jingcheng, President of Jingran company, transferred it to you."

Shen Bai breathed deeply and hung a heavy boulder in his heart, which was finally removed.

With this 33% share, Shen's group will still be firmly in the hands of Mr. Shen, and no one can do anything.

This also shows that the three small shareholders who bought the shares of Shen group at that time, in addition to Xiao Jingyi and Fang Yanrong, were Xiao Jingcheng.

Fortunately, Xiao Jingcheng was not too confused. When Shen's group was in danger, he worried about his friendship with his wife and transferred about 3% of the shares to his wife.

"Wait, what do you mean, Jingcheng once bought 3% of the shares of Shen group, and then these shares were transferred to my name today?"

"Yes, madam, that's what I'm talking about."

Fang Xiaoran was stunned. She didn't expect that there were so many moves behind Xiao Jingcheng. She didn't know what to say for a moment.

Seeing this, Shen Bai quickly took out another stack of documents and black pens from the briefcase, pointed to the blank signature office, and Chao Fang Xiaoran said in a low voice, "madam, please sign here, and you will officially become the second largest shareholder of the group company. When Mr. Shen wakes up, you can join hands with him to abuse slag."

The so-called slag naturally refers to the two men and women with ulterior motives, Xiao Jingyi and Fang Yanrong, as well as the mysterious backer behind Fang Yanrong.

"OK."

Fang Xiaoran took the pen and engraved her name piously at the place where she signed.

She just signs her name and can help Shen Zichuan. Why not?

Fang Xiaoran has just put down his pen here. Over there, song Zijian rushes out of the intensive care unit and looks around. He doesn't see Fang Xiaoran. In a hurry, he takes out the phone from his trouser pocket, dials Fang Xiaoran's phone number back, opens his mouth and yells, "Little sister-in-law, where's the person? I'm dying of a baby. Brother Zichuan's operation needs your signature right away. Hurry up. If the person is still in the hospital, give me a squeak."

"I'm in the hospital. I'll be there right away."

Fang Xiaoran crams the document and pen into Shen Bai's hand, turns around and runs to Shen Zichuan's ward.

Rushing to song Zijian's side, he saw that he dumped a large stack of data in his hand and muttered quickly, "little sister-in-law, if you have no objection, you should quickly sign the operation consent. The expert said that brother Zichuan's operation, if you really want to do it, you must do it now. The sooner the better, the later it will change."

When Fang Xiaoran took those things from Song Zijian's hand and was ready to sign the operation consent, she realized that her hand could not lift up her strength at all. It was like the bleak leaves in the autumn wind, shaking badly, and she couldn't hold a pen tightly.

Once her name is signed, it means that Shen Zichuan's life and death and any accidents arising from the operation are borne by her alone.

A stroke is as heavy as a thousand.

This responsibility as a wife is too great.

It weighed heavily on Fang Xiaoran's heart, and she was almost out of breath.

Song Zijian noticed that Fang Xiaoran was hesitant and uneasy. She hadn't written for a long time. She couldn't help urging, "I'm so anxious. My little sister-in-law, it's a matter of human life. Can you write quickly? If you delay any longer, in case brother Zichuan doesn't work, who will account for this account?"

Fang Xiaoran's heart was already fragile to the extreme. She couldn't listen to these unlucky words at all. Her eyes were dizzy and her thin body shook and tilted back.

"Zijian, what are you talking about?"

Ji muyuan rushed out of the ward, frowned and stretched out his long leg. First, he kicked song Zijian aside. Then, he stretched out his hand to stabilize Fang Xiaoran's body, stopped beside her, raised his eyes, stared at her white face and said, "We all hope Zichuan can live well, but the world is unpredictable. No one knows whether this operation can be 100% successful.

Therefore, no matter what happens to Zichuan in the end, you should prepare for the worst. "

If the expectation is not high, there will be no deeper pain and disappointment.

"Stop talking, I know, I know."

Fang Xiaoran's face was as white as a corpse. She lowered her head and blinked her eyes quickly. She blinked away the tears that could not be repressed, and quickly wrote her name on the operation consent.

After she signed, several documents were immediately taken away by song Zijian and rushed to the office to arrange the top brain experts for Shen Zichuan for surgery.

Next, Shen Zichuan was sent to the operating room again. He was filled with tubes and input a large amount of liquid medicine and nutrient solution. More than a dozen experts filed in behind the cart and changed disinfection clothes, hats and gloves one after another. The atmosphere was tense and solemn.

Fang Xiaoran stood outside the door, staring at the flashing red indicator light. Her heart never beat again. It was cold as if she had died.

As soon as Shen Zichuan went in, he didn't know whether to leave or die?

Song Zijian and Ji muyuan stood not far away, watching her motionless, staring at the indicator light, looked at each other for a few eyes, and each tacitly smoked a cigarette.

At the same time, Xiao Huange waited for Fang Baoer to wake up, resettled her to the ward She used to live in, gave a lot of tips and told the nurses and doctors to take care of her.

Just about to turn around and leave, the skirt of the red dress he was wearing was suddenly clenched by the little guy's white and tender hand, "happy song, godmother, you haven't told me where mommy and Daddy have gone."

"Well, cough..."

Xiao Huange turned back, squatted down, looked at Fang Baoer's clear and beautiful big eyes and smiled awkwardly, "Dear big baby, your mommy and dad have something to deal with. It's probably going to be finished in these two days. Godmother has a little thing to go out. You read the animation book first. If you don't want to read it, you can find the nurse sister to play with you for a while, okay? Godmother promised you that she'll come back to accompany you after that little thing."

Fang Baoer said to her little finger, "well, godmother, come back quickly. Oh, compare with my mommy and dad and let them come back early to accompany me."

"Oh, baby, you're so good. Kiss one. Godmother will do what she says."

Out of the ward, Xiao Huange jumped into his flaming sports car, called Xiao Wei when waiting for the red light, learned Xiao Jingyi's specific address, turned the front of the car and rushed to a five-star hotel on Huancheng East Road.

Along the way, she gnashed her teeth, her cheeks were almost cracked, and castration was fierce!