Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Leng Youchen dragged her suitcase and saw her standing under the plane in a daze. He walked to her, "what are you doing? Hurry up and get on the plane. If he delays one more second, his life will be in danger."

Wei Anning regained consciousness and hurriedly helped the ladder up the helicopter.

She sat down on the seat opposite Gong ting and looked at his pale face due to excessive blood loss. She took off her coat and covered him.

Leng Youchen sat next to her and held her in his arms. He whispered, "don't worry, he'll be fine."

Wei Anning's eyes were misty with tears. Guilt, anxiety and fear rushed up. In the past five years, Gong Ting stood in front of her every time she was in danger. Last time, she blocked the gun and this time, she blocked the knife.

She hated herself every time. Even so, she couldn't respond to his feelings.

"Leng Youchen, I'm so scared." Wei Anning held on to his collar and felt unbearable pain. She would rather have the knife stabbed her than Gong Ting pay for her again.

Leng Youchen tightened his thin lips. He looked at Gong Ting lying quietly on the seat. If he could, he would rather catch up with him and block the knife for her, but he was late and owed him a big favor.

"Don't be afraid. The best doctors are waiting there. He will be fine, and I will never allow him to be fine." Leng Youchen cut the railway with nails.

Wei Anning closed her eyes and sobbed.

Before departure, she vaguely expected that the trip to the mountains would not be smooth. After three days of travel, she was trapped in the mountains for a week, but she didn't expect that the killer would mix with the bodyguards, making them defenseless.

Forty minutes later, the helicopter landed on the roof of a private hospital. Doctors and nurses were waiting there. When they got off the plane, the nurse pushed the unconscious Gong ting to the elevator.

Wei Anning watched the hospital bed disappear behind the double doors of the elevator. The tight string in her heart suddenly loosened. The whole person fell soft in Leng Youchen's arms and fainted.

Leng Youchen was so frightened that he bent down to pick her up, but he couldn't do it for a moment. He bit his teeth and the bodyguard he brought behind came forward, "boss, I'll come."

Leng Youchen glanced fiercely. The man was frightened by his momentum and stepped back two steps, afraid to mention it again.

Leng Youchen took back his eyes and vigorously picked up Wei Anning. Even if his hands were weak, his woman would never fake hands.

When Wei Anning woke up, it was dark outside the window. She didn't know whether it was dark or dawn. She thought of Gong ting and sat up from bed. She got up too quickly and the blood supply to her brain was insufficient. She was dark and stable for a while before she gradually got better.

She opened the quilt and got out of bed. The door of the ward was suddenly pushed open. Leng Youchen came in with a heat preservation bucket and saw her standing on the ground. He hurried over, "where are you going, go back to bed and lie down."

"Leng Youchen, how's Gong Ting?" Wei Anning looked up at him.

He changed his clothes, white shirt, gray sweater, and a camel colored cashmere coat. Under the light, the man looked like a picture, but now he had a frozen face. "He just finished the operation and was still observing in the intensive care unit. Even if you go there now, you won't see him. Go back to bed and have something to eat. "

Wei Anning was relieved and sat back in bed, "Leng Youchen, thank you. If you didn't arrive in time, I......"

Leng Youchen looked down at her. "Wei Anning, never say thank you to me. I'm your man. I should do anything for you. I wish it were me who stood in your way today. "