The Ex-wife is Back:Please Let Me Go

Her hand, which she had put in front of Baron Pei, fell powerless.

Pei nanjue's breath seemed to stop all of a sudden. He quickened the pace of going down the mountain. With the fastest speed in his life, he kept roaring and calling her name: "Chu Jiaxuan, we agreed that we would be together for the rest of our lives. You can't leave me behind!"

But the only answer to him was the whirring of the wind and the cold air.

Finally, he finally got down the mountain. He quickly put the handle in the back seat and drove directly to the hospital.

His hand holding the steering wheel was tightening, his face was solemn and his eyes were in panic.

She must be OK, she is clearly so strong, just like Xiaoqiang who can't beat down. Every time, she comes through. He believes that this time she will be OK.

Chu Jiaxuan, don't be so cruel and leave me alone in this world.

The car ran all the way, the speed reached the extreme, all the way through the red light, finally, an hour later, arrived at the hospital.

The car also stopped at the gate of the hospital. Song Ci immediately met him. Pei nanjue hurriedly called Chu Jiaxuan. Chu Jiaxuan reported that he was on the cart.

Looking at the blood on Chu Jiaxuan's body, her face was solemn: "what happened? Why was she stabbed in the chest? "

Turning his head and looking at Pei nanjue's nervous face, Song Ci did not ask any more questions. He quickened his pace and walked towards the operating room.

Chu Jiaxuan was pushed all the way into the operating room. At this time, she was lying in the hospital bed. Her face was as pale as a sheet. She was dying.

When Pei nanjue wanted to follow him in, Dr. Bei blocked the door: "outsiders are not allowed to enter. Now rescue him, and the family members are waiting outside."

With that, the cold door of operating room was closed, and Pei nanjue's sight was cut off.

He stood in the same place, angrily turned around and hit the wall. The next moment, his fist was raw and raw, and the blood flowed from his hand.

Chu Jiaxuan, if you dare to die, I will certainly not let you go, but the next moment, a man is like an abandoned child, falling down on the rest chair.

It is clearly said that you must be safe and sound for a lifetime together. Otherwise, who will raise our children? Who will bring it?

"Whoa, whoa..." The hospital corridor sounded a burst of crying children, the little guy was carried by the bodyguard, is the direction of the operating room.

"Mom..." Little guy cried red eyes, small hands tightly clenched into fists, mouth called mother.

Pei nanjue listened to the child's cry. His eyes were hot. He reached out to hold the little guy in his arms. The father and son were waiting outside the door nervously.

"Spin, my mother will be ok..." Pei nanjue began to comfort him. In fact, his heart was also suffering at the moment. He blamed himself that he was not able to protect her well, and that he was not strong enough.

The little guy looked at Pei nanjue with tearful eyes. The tears in his eyes still couldn't stop sliding down, looking pathetic.

"Dad..." The little fellow called helplessly, holding his arm tightly, as if to seek comfort.

In the middle of the night, the lights were bright in the hospital. The top doctors in the hospital entered the operating room and were helping Chu Jiaxuan with the operation.

In the operating room, Song Ci calmly and calmly treats Chu Jiaxuan's wound. At this time, his forehead has exuded sweat. The nurse helps him wipe the sweat and hands him various surgical tools.