The Supreme Emperor's Toy Girl

Men have tears, but not to sad place.

Tears are not necessarily the pronoun of vulnerability, but also the expression of sadness.

And at this moment, for he Qing, it's not just sad?

He was in such pain that he could hardly feel the existence of his heart!

Pain to death!

I'm in agony!

Powerless to hang his head, tears along He Qing's cheek slide, one by one to fall to the ground, in this quiet ward, "PATA" sound.

The sound beat on his heart.

He Qing's long and narrow eyes were gradually blurred at the moment. However, even in this hazy field of vision, Luo Yunqing's pale cheek was still clearly branded into his eyes.

Is that bloodless face really his little heart with healthy pink luster?

The haggard woman who closed her eyes and even breathed faintly, is really he Qing's woman? Really?

It's said that love is as deep as the sea. At the moment, he Qing's wound on his heart is as deep as the sea. It's full of scars. It's being exposed in the moonlight, and it's constantly flowing invisible blood

He just looked and looked. Suddenly, he reached out and smashed his head!

He hates, he hates himself!

What the hell is this?

How could he be so incompetent?

How could he put his women and children in such danger?

Why?

No, most damned of all, how could he not even know that she was pregnant?

It's not dereliction of duty for a man to be like him. He also says that he loves her deeply and deeply. He wants to give the whole world to her and make her the happiest woman.

Even the most basic can't do, what big talk!!

He Qing really hates himself.

Zhang Xihong, of course, hates her, and he definitely wants to solve her. However, what he hates most is himself after all.

He felt that he had no face to see her.

What to do, his cat

"The cat."

Silent for a long time, hoarse voice, shaking hands, he Qing wants to touch Luoyun light cheek, he wants to feel her temperature, he wants to feel her existence.

However, at the moment when the fingertip touches Luo Yun's light cheek, he Qing's whole body froze.

Tears, also in the blink of an eye was frozen.

Her cheek is so cold that she doesn't even have the temperature on her face.

Another look at her calm appearance, it's really like

The heart is like being held tightly by a big hand. He Qing can't breathe. He Qing closes his eyes slightly and opens them again. His fingers move slowly and almost tremble to the nose of Luo Yun.

He Qing thought, no matter how, her breath should be hot.

However, after all, let him down, even the breath is ice!

It's extremely weak!

As if she would be gone with the wind all the time.

"Dong" sound, hand suddenly a shiver, the man's heart, in this moment completely split a seam.

Immediately, it began to break and the pieces fell to the ground

It's cold.

It's cold.

He Qing felt unprecedented cold.

The cold breath of bone biting constantly attacked him, from the epidermis to the blood, and then slowly penetrated into the depth of his bone marrow, finally, frozen!!

Quickly take back hand, clench teeth, he Qing to resist the impulse to roar.

His cat needs to be quiet. He can't disturb her. He can't.

But standing here, he will really lose control.

But he really turned around, clenched his fist, and strode to the door.

His internal organs are going to explode!

He didn't dare to stay in this room any longer, even for half a second.

However, when he just walked a few steps, the ECG connected to Luoyun light called "Di Di". Hard stiff for a while, he Qingmeng's eyes widened, staring at the sharp decline in the number.

Heart, also with pull to do a ball.

Is this what doctors call a dangerous situation?

Can't his cat hold on?

He Qing doesn't know. It's not that Luo Yun can't hold on. It's that she doesn't want him to leave!

Although she was in a coma, she still heard his hoarse call.

The sadness in his voice was so obvious, and she loved him so much that she felt very sad in an instant.

She wanted to be with him, to tell him she was ok, to stay with him, to feel pain with him.

Of course, I also want him to accompany me.

In any case, no matter what is around, as long as we are together.She felt at ease, even in a dream.

So she panicked at the sound of his distant footsteps. Tqr1

she was worried and wanted to keep him, but she couldn't wake up, let alone open her mouth, so her heart rate became unstable.

He Qing, do you know that's the way she called you to stay

However, he Qing, who was in a panic, did not know.

He was so nervous about her that he thought it was a critical situation.

No longer calm, completely lost calm, walking long legs, without the slightest hesitation, he ran to the door.

A low roaring voice, with a strong pathetic trembling sound, was heard all over the corridor.

He was shouting, "doctor, doctor, doctor!"

"What's the matter?"

He Zhefeng suddenly stood up.

"Call the doctor, there's something wrong with the cat!"

Eagerly orders the he chopping wind that surges up to them, he Qing's voice that always settles is now unusually trembling.

Everyone knows he's afraid, he's afraid.

"Here comes the doctor, here he is."

Pulling the doctor to the ward running, he Moyang also lost his usual Hippie and calm, very anxious.

Brother and sister can't have anything, can't!

"Five younger brothers, sit down and wait?"

He stretched out his hand and pulled aside he Qing, who was watching at the door. He Yan, who never asked for help, almost opened his mouth in a pleading tone.

He really loves him!

He felt that he could almost see his baby brother's always determined legs shaking.

Where does he look like his lawless brother?

How can let him not be distressed?

However, he Qing seems to be completely deaf. He Qing just stares at the door of the ward and watches the nurses run in and out.

He Yan doesn't want him like this at all, and doesn't want to see him like this, so he pulls He Qing again.

I have a lot of strength.

But he Qing still has no movement.

So he let he Yan flustered, let his hands and feet are at a loss.

Of course, also let him angry!

"Damn it!"

She pursed her lips, couldn't stand the low curse, grabbed He Qing's arm, and pulled him to the stool with strong force.