Love You To The Bones

Song Zijian immediately pushed away the female doctor, squeezed to Li Miaomiao's side, and pushed the cart side by side with her.

"Xiaomiaomiao, my good friend's birthday party tomorrow. Do you want to go to Heipi together?"

"I'll talk about it tomorrow. There's something urgent in my family. I may not have time."

Li Miaomiao lowered his head and felt embarrassed and embarrassed at the bottom of his eyes.

Last time she blackmailed a huge sum of 300000 from Song Zijian to pay off her boyfriend's debt, so that she always feels like taking advantage of him these days.

Every time I face song Zijian, I feel guilty!

"Never mind! When are you free? On the day you are free, my good friend will choose that day for his birthday!"

"I, I haven't thought about it yet."

Ji muyuan's birthday is in June and now in September.

But after hearing song Zijian's words, he knew that he was used as a prop for picking up girls by song Zijian.

As a good brother, Ji Mu stepped back at an appropriate time and separated director Huang who was just going to Li Miaomiao, which happened to block the other party's way.

When director Huang recovered, song Zijian, Ji muyuan and his party had stepped into the elevator and left far away.

In the elevator, Shen Zichuan lay motionless on the cart, with gypsum board sandwiched between his legs. He was hard wrapped in white gauze. His cold facial features were heavy and white, as if there was no breath.

Only a pair of eyes as deep as the sea saw Ji muyuan and song Zijian, and suddenly burst out a flash of light.

Shaking his thin white lips slightly, he said the first sentence, "how's my wife?"

Then he said the second sentence, "have you found the right bone marrow?"

He never inquired about his injury in the whole process. He only worried about Fang Xiaoran and Fang Baoer's mother and daughter wholeheartedly.

Ji muyuan and song Zijian looked up at each other and their eyes met. They didn't know how to tell him the truth.

Neither of them received a call from Xiao Huange, which proved that Fang Xiaoran was still in the operating room, and the life and death of the child in her belly were unknown.

As for whether the bone marrow has been found, the answer is naturally denied.

Shen Zichuan has just finished the operation. If he hurriedly told him the whole truth, he would be hard to accept.

Song Zijian was worried. He couldn't help teasing Li Miaomiao. He took a hard breath and almost ran to tears on the spot. "Brother Zichuan, why don't you ask yourself how your leg is? Shit, your leg bones were broken and almost became disabled. Do you know?"

"I know I'm not dead." Shen Zichuan pursed his white lips, and his dark eyes flashed one by one over the faces of song Zijian and Ji muyuan. He was as wise as him. He immediately guessed what they wanted to hide from him, and the bottom of his eyes gushed out painful fluctuations and murmured, "I can't move now. You must help me find the bone marrow that matches bao'er, because I don't want to disappoint my wife again.

For more than ten years, she has suffered so much pain here. Enough, enough! "

In the days to come, he will bear all the remaining pain for her.

When song Zijian and Ji muyuan heard the speech, Qi Qi's body was shocked. They stared at Shen Zichuan's bleak and fragile tired face. They were in general pain, and almost no words could describe it.

Finally, Ji Mu raised his eyebrows and sighed in a deep voice, "Zichuan, you're right. As a man, especially a successful man, he really should take more responsibility than ordinary people. Don't worry, the bone marrow is about me and Zi's fitness."

Song Zijian nodded solemnly, "brother Zichuan, if I and xiaojizi work together to gather all our contacts and find the right bone marrow, it's certainly not small. Just put a hundred hearts in it."

Li Miaomiao stood aside. Although she didn't quite understand what happened to the handsome man lying in the hospital bed, as a bystander, she saw from Shen Zichuan's face that the man had a deep affection for his wife that no one could destroy.

This man may love his wife more than he thought.

It was the first time that Li Miaomiao saw such deep feelings from the face of a mature man standing at the peak of fame and wealth, and he was greatly shocked at the bottom of his heart.

I'm curious about what kind of excellent woman will make such a serious man deeply love.

She slowly took back her eyes, and the remaining light from the corner of her eyes inadvertently swept onto song Zijian. She quietly stared at his slightly thin back, but lost her mind for a moment.

Originally, she thought that song Zijian, such a dissolute Playboy and his friends, should be friends who are almost as fun as him. However, she never thought that he could still know such a affectionate man——

Perhaps the real song Zijian is not as unbearable as he appears.

While Li Miaomiao was meditating, song Zijian suddenly noticed that her vision had been staring at his back urgently, turned her head slightly, touched the bridge of his nose, looked up, looked up 45 degrees, and put on a posture that she really thought was handsome. "Xiaomiao, do you suddenly think I'm handsome out of the sky and have to marry me in this life?"

After hearing this out of tune provocation, Li Miaomiao immediately felt that she must have broken her brain just now, so she thought song Zijian was a little desirable.

She clenched her hand hard. She said in a low voice, "Dean song, your face is a good thing. I hope you can pick it up and put it on."

"If I can't get you, I still want to dry my face?"

Li Miaomiao was so angry that she told herself to calm down and then calm down. Just when song Zijian was farting, but when she looked up and caught a glimpse of song Zijian's face with a very loose smile, she immediately blew her hair, "Song Zijian, if you don't flirt one day, you'll die?"

After roaring, without waiting for song Zijian's next reaction, he turned and left in a hurry.

Song Zijian followed her and joked, "of course you'll die if you don't tease Sao! And you'll die miserably. You're burning with lust and suffocating yourself alive."

"Go to hell!"

Li Miaomiao's reaction was very direct and violent.

She reached out and grabbed a yellow mop from the cleaning aunt who had just passed in the corridor. She turned back and threw it at Song Zijian.

She was so angry that she didn't want to work as a nurse. She also wanted to smash song Zijian's face.

Song Zijian patronizes and teases Li Miaomiao. He is not wary of the sudden yellow mop in the air. He sees that he will be hit by the pole weapon on his head. Suddenly, Ji muyuan standing next to him pulls song Zijian back to a position three meters away and narrowly avoids it.

Song Zijian wanted to say something. Ji muyuan kicked him in the back, which hurt him so much that he could hardly stand still. As soon as he was about to go back, he heard Ji muyuan's angry and cold roar, "when is it, don't step on the horse again! Did you hear what Zichuan said just now?"

"What did brother Zichuan say?" Song Zijian turned and looked at Shen Zichuan, who was as quiet as yuan on the hospital bed.

"Zichuan said he wanted to leave the hospital immediately. He would go to the hospital where Fang Xiaoran stayed to accompany her, so that he could be at ease."

"Are you kidding?" Song Zijian refused without thinking. "No, no! Brother Zichuan, you must not move your legs, otherwise, you may really become a cripple at that time."

"As long as you can't die, there's nothing wrong!" Shen Zichuan looked coldly and lifted the white thin cotton quilt, so he had to prop up his heavy body from the hospital bed.

Seeing this, song Zijian and Ji muyuan hurriedly pressed the man's arms to stop him from seeking his own death.

Shen Zichuan had no strength in his arm, but soon got rid of the two people's clamp. He was going to get out of bed. There was a small cluster of long-running flame at the bottom of his eyes. After a long time, he repeated in a dumb voice, "let me go. I want to accompany her, feel the pain she is suffering, and accompany her!"

Listening to his hissing and painful voice, Ji muyuan and song Zijian could no longer refuse and nodded in succession.

After the most appropriate arrangement, Shen Zichuan arrived at the hospital where Fang Xiaoran lived one hour later.

Outside the operating room, Xiao Jingcheng and Xiao Huange stood by the door, one left and one right. Their hearts were very heavy, and they didn't even have the mood to speak.

Hearing a lot of noise from the elevator, Xiao Jingcheng subconsciously looked back.

When seeing Ji muyuan and song Zijian pushing Shen Zichuan in a wheelchair, Xiao Jingcheng's eyes immediately stained with a layer of bloodthirsty scarlet.

"Shen Zichuan, you promised me to take good care of Ranran. I believe you! But only a few days later, she was sent to the emergency room for rescue... Son of a bitch, that's how you take care of her?"