Overnight surprise: Mr.Gu, I'm pregnant!

"Lin Qiyan!"

Lin Miaomiao didn't expect him to be so excited. She clenched her fingers and heard Lin Qiyan say, "don't you just want to know who gave it? Qin Huan gave it to me. She knows my birthday, so she handed me out in the morning. Are you satisfied?"

Lin Qiyan said with his head in his arms.

Qin Huan

As soon as this word came out, everyone was petrified.

The broken diamond on the watch still glitters.

Lin Miaomiao was stunned and subconsciously went to see Gu Tingchen.

"You know?" she just opened her mouth and found that her voice was hoarse.

Gu Tingchen frowned. His whole body exuded a cold temperament. He put his thumb against the knuckles of his index finger. His throat moved up and down and didn't speak.

It's the default.

Lin Miaomiao came back, "what did you say?"

"Qin Huan? That woman is looking for you?" Lin Fu first responded. He raised his arm and pointed to Lin Qiyan, "did you go to see her?"

"Dad, she came to see me." Lin Qiyan said.

Lin's father was out of control as soon as he heard the name Qin Huan. Now he heard Lin Qiyan admit it himself. His arm trembled and pointed to Lin Qiyan. His anger had made his eyes scarlet.

"She came to you and met her. You also received her gift... Lin Qiyan, what did I tell you, that woman is not your mother, you..."

"Dad, calm down first."

Lin Miaomiao saw Lin Fu's angry face was livid. His heart was bad. Now he looked panting, as if he could faint at any time.

Lin Miaomiao nervously held his arm, "Lin Qiyan, you still don't apologize."

"I'm right."

Lin Qiyan stuck his neck and raised green veins on his forehead.

Lin Miaomiao only felt that his chest was blocked. Lin's father pointed to him and jumped up angrily, "what are you talking about? You little rabbit, you don't even listen to my phone now!"

"Dad..."

"Get up, don't think I don't know, and you don't treat me as a father. Oh, it's great to marry into a rich family? Isn't it that your husband sent a car to my son? Why are you bluffing? Lin Miaomiao, I'm your father! Whether you marry the president or a garbage collector, I'm your father, which can't be changed all your life!"

Lin Fu's face flushed and his breath was short. He jumped and scolded as he spoke.

With his action, he accidentally bumped into the table, and the porcelain plate full of Hami melons fell down and scattered on the ground, making a "clang" sound.

The whole thing is moving in an uncontrolled direction

"Dad, I didn't mean that. Can you stop..."

"Don't touch me!"

Lin's father pushed Lin Miaomiao's hand away. His strength was too strong. Lin Miaomiao was pushed away unexpectedly and hit his elbow on the table, but his back waist fell into a familiar embrace.

The man's arms were warm and spacious, and Lin Miaomiao's just stretched tears fell off guard.

"Gu Tingchen..."

"Is everything all right?" Gu Tingchen's pale pink lips pursed into a line.

The strength on the wrist did not relax.

Lin Miaomiao hurriedly did not open his eyes and shook his head, but suddenly heard Lin Qiyan shouting, "Dad, Dad!"

"Dad?"

Lin Miaomiao watched the expression on Lin Fu's face become more and more angry. There were blue veins on his forehead. His lips were pale and covered his chest, bent over and couldn't breathe.

It's like there's something in your throat.

"Dad!"

Seeing Lin's father fall on the sofa, Lin Miaomiao's brain buzzed, almost instantly rushed to help him, "Lin Qiyan, come on, go to the room and get nitroglycerin."

"Oh, oh..."

Lin Qiyan was also flustered. His fingers trembled. He didn't find the medicine in his pocket. A layer of cold sweat had poured out from his forehead.

Seeing this, Gu Tingchen immediately took a step forward, flattened Lin's father's body, immediately dialed 120, put his mobile phone next to him and turned on the loudspeaker.

"Hello? 120? Here is a patient with acute myocardial infarction. The address is..."

Gu Tingchen reported the address. Lin Qiyan had brought nitroglycerin. Gu Tingchen fed it to Lin Fu.

"Go and tell the doctor about your father's medical history."

Gu Tingchen calmly handled everything. The emergency department could be heard on the phone. Lin Miaomiao nodded and turned to the nurse.

After saying that, I found that a layer of cold sweat had come out of the palm of my hand holding the mobile phone.

"It's okay, huh? I'm here."

Lin Miaomiao's hand was held by Gu Tingchen. She raised her head and bumped into Gu Tingchen's deep eyes.

His warm and dry palm reassured her.

The 120 car left quickly and arrived soon. Lin Miaomiao and Gu Tingchen followed the car. Gu Tingchen arranged Wang Qin to pick up Lin Qiyan and go to the hospital together.

Twenty minutes later, Lin Fu was carried on a stretcher and sent to the emergency room.

There were not many people in the corridor. The needles on the walls pointed to 10. Looking at the bright red light in the operating room, Lin Miaomiao seemed to have been drained of all her strength.

"It's all my fault. If it weren't for my talking back to my father, he wouldn't..."

"All right."

Gu Tingchen took Lin Miaomiao's shoulder and held her in his arms. His warm and dry hands stroked her soft hair behind her head, and his breathing gradually stabilized. "It's not your fault. You can't control it."

"It's me."

Lin Miaomiao buried her face in Gu Tingchen's chest and hid her vulnerability and fear.

But the body could not help trembling slightly.

Her voice was vague, with a thick nasal sound, and even a little cry, "I screwed up a good birthday. I know my father doesn't like the woman we mention, but I..."

The girl's eyes were wet and soon wetted Gu Tingchen's shirt on his chest.

It seemed that something had crowded into his chest. Gu Tingchen's chest was wide and warm. As soon as he spoke, he brought up the hum of his chest.

"You don't know that she gave the watch. Speaking of it, if I hadn't driven her away and given her money, she wouldn't be able to afford it."

Gu Tingchen's bony hands held Lin Miaomiao's face.

Pulled her out of her arms.

"So I'm the culprit." Gu Tingchen's voice was low and deep, with a soothing charm.

He looked at Lin Miaomiao's red eyes and felt as if he had been stabbed by something.

"Gu Tingchen, how can you say that? It's none of your business!"

"Isn't it? You can take things to yourself. Why can't I?"

"Gu Tingchen..."

The girl's eyes with a touch of red, white face, is particularly obvious. Gu Tingchen reached out and wiped her eyes with his thumb. His voice was low. "So don't blame yourself. Huh?"

Lin Miaomiao nodded, his lips wriggled, and he felt guilty.