President's Single-minded Love

Messi decided to deal with the academician's anger, but did not open his mouth to explain, dark eyes, can not see what he is thinking at this moment.

Academician Fu still knows the temper of Mo xijue. His work has never been as simple as it seems. There should be another secret.

He said in a low voice, "ah Jue, if you have another plan in mind, why not tell Xiao Nuo?"

Messi never said anything, but shook his head and said to the academician, "please help me persuade her."

Academician Fu was stunned for a moment. Before he said anything, he saw that Messi had lifted his feet and left.

He sighed helplessly and knocked on the door of the ward.

After a while, Yan xiaonuo's voice came out: "please come in."

Academician Fu listened to Yan xiaonuo's voice, felt that her mood was ok, slightly put down his heart, he slowly walked in.

When Yan xiaonuo saw academician Fu coming alone, still wearing a medical number suit, he was about to get up, "grandfather..."

Academician Fu stretched out his hand and helped her for a while. In his voice, he expressed concern: "Xiao Nuo, don't get up, just lie down."

Yan xiaonuo's eyes were red again, and he only felt that his nose was sour. "Grandfather, you are still sick. How can you come to see me personally? In case, in case you are ill again, I will feel more sad in my heart."

"Grandfather is well." Academician Fu put his hand on her forehead and tried her temperature. He said, "it's ok if the fever has subsided. Don't be afraid. Everything will be OK."

Yan xiaonuo's long and thick eyelashes have been wet with tears, more and more black and clear-cut, her eyes drooping, pale cheek expression sad.

Academician Fu patted her little hand and whispered, "Xiao Nuo, ah Jue, I watched him grow up. Since he has decided to ask for you, there will be no change."

Yan xiaonuo's big eyes blinked, rolled down two lines of clear tears, she shook her head, low ground said: "grandfather, I really don't know, now how to do."

Academician Fu was surprised when he heard this, "Xiao Nuo? What's the matter with you? "

Yan xiaonuo raised his hand to cover his abdomen and closed his eyes painfully.

Academician Fu was shocked and took Yan xiaonuo's hand, but her hand was very cold. She closed her eyes, and academician Fu called for the doctor to come.

Yan xiaonuo only felt the pain in her abdomen for a while. She grasped the sheet tightly, and the cold sweat on her back gradually seeped out.

Academician Fu turned around in a hurry and kept talking to Yan xiaonuo: "xiaonuo, you must hold on to it, ten million..."

Yan xiaonuo wants to open his mouth, but he finds that he can't make a sound.

She felt the cold sweat seeping out of her body, and her body was wet and greasy. She was like a drowning person and wanted to climb out. However, the more and more obvious pain in her abdomen was like a tail of water grass, which bound her tightly and had nowhere to escape.

Consciousness is also gradually blurred, the body seems to be gradually lightening.

Mo Xi Jue is running over. Seeing Yan xiaonuo fainting on the bed, he quickly hugs her in his arms and shouts: "Yan xiaonuo? Promise! Wake me up

Academician Fu said anxiously: "ah Jue, you don't want to do this, or put Xiao Nuo flat, the doctor will come soon."

"She has fainted. Why haven't those quacks arrived yet?" Messi would roar in a hurry.

The doctors came in with their things before the words were heard.

"Mr. Mo, please let me know. We will check Miss Yan." The doctor saw that Moxi firmly hugged Yan xiaonuo, without any intention of letting go, and quickly advised him.

Messi would look at them coldly, but still let go of xiaonuo.

He and academician Fu dodged to one side and watched the doctors give Yan xiaonuo a close examination.

"No, the patient is bleeding again!" One of the doctors opened the quilt on Yan xiaonuo's body and was shocked to see the blood under her.

He could not stand aside any more. He walked up to him. When he saw the blood, his eyes widened, and his steady and powerful hand trembled slightly.

Academician Fu was also very worried, but he still kept his head. He took Ramsey's hand and said, "ah Jue, let the doctor have a good look. Xiao Nuo must be OK." With that, he took a look at the doctors standing beside him and said coldly, "don't you hurry to save people? What are you doing

Doctors wake up like a dream, only to realize that they have nearly made a big mistake, quickly began to rescue Yan xiaonuo.

Mo xijue's hand put on the edge of the bed, tightly holding the bed bar, a pair of black eyes but only look at Yan xiaonuo.

Her fair forehead was covered with sweat, and her small face had a painful expression.

She was in a coma, but her little hand held the quilt tightly, as if it was her only sense of security.

With a determination, mercy reached out and took her hand in his. As soon as her hand touched his hand, she held him tightly.

The ruby ring on her hand made his hand hurt. Moxi didn't care. He just looked at her, who was still smiling and smiling, but now she was lying on the hospital bed in a weak and painful way. His heart was extremely painful.It's all about Vivien!

It seems that he still needs to give Vivier a big gift!

"Pain..."

Yan xiaonuo still closed his eyes and whispered.

"Did she wake up?" he said

The doctors, who were in a hurry, also noticed this and said to him, "Mr. Mo, please come to your side."

Mexici decided to purr her thin lips and sit on the head of the bed coldly, forming an embracing posture, which is just holding Yan xiaonuo.

The doctors looked at each other helplessly. Anyway, the signs of miscarriage had stopped, and xiaonuo finally had no big problem.

All they have to do now is infusion.

Small needle into the back of Xiao Nuo's hand, she seems to feel the pain, opened her eyes.

But she found herself in the arms of Messi, her eyes facing his black eyes.

Suddenly rose a hatred in his heart, Yan xiaonuo said coldly, "Moxi, if you don't want the child to be gone, please don't appear in front of me."

"What do you mean, don't appear in front of you?"

"At this time, if you don't give me a statement, what's the point of seeing you again?" Yan xiaonuo's voice is very weak, but the determination in the tone is obvious.

There was a chill in the corner of his eyes and eyebrows.

Academician Fu was in a hurry to persuade Yan xiaonuo: "xiaonuo, the child has just been saved. Don't be angry again."

Yan xiaonuo bit his lips tightly, his eyes drooped, and his expression was sad and stubborn.

Academician Fu advised Mo xijue: "ah Jue, you are tired too. It's better to have a rest and think about it."

After all, Messi got up, put Yan xiaonuo back on the pillow and left without saying a word.

Yan xiaonuo looks at the tall and handsome figure of Moxi Jue and goes away in silence. He would rather leave like this, rather than see himself suffer for this matter again and again, but he is not willing to say anything.

Is it not to say that the people who love each other will be honest with each other, without reservation?

Isn't it that people who love each other will show the most real side in front of each other?

Why would she and Messi do this?

He never let her know what he was going to do. No matter what he wanted to do, he would never tell her anything, whether it was high sounding or forced.

Yan xiaonuo thought of here, sad feeling like the floodwater that opened the floodgate to rush toward her generally.

Academician Fu sighed and advised Yan xiaonuo earnestly: "Xiao Nuo, don't think about some things you don't understand. The most important thing is that children can't have any more accidents, or you will be really dangerous, you know?"

Yan xiaonuo listened and nodded slightly.

Yes, the child is so tossed about by her, is also suffering, is her mother is not good, always so capricious.

She looked at the hanging bottle on her head and said to the academician, "grandfather, are you tired? There is a hospital bed next to you. You can lie down and rest. "

Academician Fu sat at the head of the hospital bed, his face full of fatigue and coughed twice.

Yan xiaonuo was scared and said in a hurry: "grandfather, are you ok?"

Academician Fu shook his head, comforted her and said, "nothing, nothing." He rang the bell at the head of the bed.

The nurse came at once, paid the academician to take his temperature, and then let him take the medicine.

After taking the medicine, academician Fu felt much better.

The nurse said to the academician, "academician, you'd better lie down and have a good rest." Then he said to Yan xiaonuo, "Miss Yan, your nutritious meal is ready. Now eat while it is hot."

Yan xiaonuo nodded gently and said to the nurse, "thank you. Please bring a nutritious meal to my grandfather."

"This nutritious meal is specially prepared by the hospital for patients." The nurse explained with a smile, "academician Fu's nutritious meal has been finished, but it's still in the previous department. We'll bring it to him."

Yan xiaonuo saw that the nurse in the intensive care unit was totally different from the nurse she had met in the bathroom before. She had a good feeling in her heart. She said with a smile, "it will be hard for you."

The nurse poured boiling water to Yan xiaonuo and academician Fu, and then went out to take nutritious meals for both of them.

Yan xiaonuo is sitting on the hospital bed, holding a cup of boiling water, sipping and sipping the boiled water.

There was still a little burning on her body, and after the previous tossing and turning, she felt thirsty to death.

Although she is now in the infusion, but she is pregnant after all, how to use medicine should be considered again and again, drinking boiled water is the most primitive way to reduce fever.

The boiling water cup is held in the hand, the bursts of scalding temperature, like holding the hand of Mo Xi Jue.

That is, in the coma just now, she seemed to feel that Messi had been holding her hand. She did not know at that time, but just held his hand tightly, as if only in that way could she find a sense of security.Yan xiaonuo thought, put the cup back on the table.