Where is the cute wife

As a son, Meng Peiyuan couldn't yell at his mother who raised him through all kinds of hardships. He could only gently send her away: "Mom, you are tired. Go upstairs and have a rest."

Guo Yueqing almost used his eyes to shoot Bai Tongxi into a thousand holes: "both your father and son are bewitched, one or two speak good words for her! In fact, she is not worthy of Peiyuan to risk her life! Bai Tongxi, let me ask you, do you dare to block the bullet for my second brother like Shi LAN

Bai Tong's eyes are cold. Guo Yueqing's hypothesis is really poisonous. If she answers "dare", Guo Yueqing will definitely ask her why she didn't block the bullet for Meng Peiyuan just now.

If she answers "dare not", there will be a gap between her and Meng Peiyuan, and Guo Yueqing will take the opportunity to sneer.

She met Guo Yueqing's covetous eyes and said word by word: "if time can go backwards, I promise I will try my best to prevent the tragedy from happening."

It's the same as not saying it, but it's not wrong.

"The kid said it right." Meng Zhixian nodded with satisfaction and said to Guo Yueqing, "you have been worried all night. Now you can sleep peacefully when you see that they are OK?"

Meng Peiyuan said in a soft tone: "Mom, you and dad are worried. I have to go to the hospital now, so I can't stay with you at home."

Listen to her husband, son is and kind to talk to himself, Guo Yueqing's discomfiture just pressed down: "then you drive to pay attention to safety, life and death, poetry blue really have a case, we can give the old housekeeper more pension and burial expenses."

Meng Peiyuan couldn't listen any more. He was suddenly a little disgusted with such a mother.

Nodding in a hurry, he called Bai Tong Xi, and they left together.

Meng Zhixian can understand Meng Peiyuan's mood, he said to Guo Yueqing: "Peiyuan has a shame in his heart, you should not say that."

"I don't say that. When will he have to blame himself? At the end of the day, Shilan was shot on her own volition, and no one forced her to block the gun. "Guo Yueqing said with a reasonable expression:" it's worth the Meng family's care for the poets to do so today. "

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in the car.

Seeing Meng Peiyuan go out of the house, he can't leave his mouth. Bai Tong feels a little uncomfortable when he is choked, but he doesn't dare to lift his beard at this time.

She quietly down the window, let the morning wind on the road toward her, chaos of the brain followed some sober.

Meng Peiyuan Yu Guang glimpses her discomfort and silently snuffs out the cigarette butts.

Bai Tong Xi stares at the retrogressive scenery outside the window. After a night's rush, it is already 6 o'clock in the morning.

Sanitation workers are cleaning up the garbage piled up in the city the day before, and some vendors set up steamed bread with soybean milk on the roadside before the urban management department went to work.

Looking at those steamed steamed steamed bread, Bai Tong touched his stomach and intestines. From yesterday evening when she was robbed to the present, she was already hungry.

Just as it happened, Meng Peiyuan slowly turned the steering wheel and approached the stall. He said to Bai Tongxi, "get off and buy some breakfast."

He smoked Meng on the road, and his voice was as hoarse as a dull cannon. Bai Tongxi suddenly felt distressed.

"No change, do you?" He thought that Bai Tong couldn't get off the bus because he didn't have any money on him. Meng Peiyuan reached into his trouser pocket and took out the money. What he found was a credit card and a UnionPay card.

He remembered that all the cash had been taken to pay back the operation expenses of poem blue.

Bai Tong pitifully saw him hollowed out, with a look of consternation. Afraid of his embarrassment, he said, "I have money. I just want to ask you what you want to eat."

"All right." Meng Peiyuan didn't choose at this time. From the moment he was willing to park his car at the roadside stall, he just wanted to fill his stomach.

Bai Tong nodded with pity, thinking that he would buy one for his father.

After buying breakfast, she returned to the car and found that Meng Peiyuan's eyes contained a pain that was too late to take back.

"In fact, this is not your fault," he said

Meng Peiyuan turned to face Bai Tongxi. His eyes were slightly struggling: "no, I hurt her."

Think about it carefully. At that time, he didn't have to rob Peng GE's gun. Even if Peng Ge got on the police car, the police could track Peng Ge according to the license plate number and bring him to justice.

In the final analysis, it was all his fault.

Meng Peiyuan, trapped in self blame, didn't hear Peng GE's words in Shilan's ear at that time. If he didn't, Shilan would be hijacked by Peng Ge to the police car and taken away. At that time, life and death would be more difficult to predict.

Hospitals.

Bai Tongxi and Meng Peiyuan came to the door of the operating room. The nurse passing by said that Shi LAN had been transferred to the intensive care unit early this morning.

They looked at each other with happy smiles on their lips.

This means: Shilan survived!

Intensive care unit.

Through the doors and windows, both of them saw the father's worried look. Obviously, even though she recovered her life, her situation was still not optimistic."Go in." Bai Tongxi takes a look at Meng Peiyuan and raises his hand to twist the handle of the ward.

As a result, her hand was stopped by Meng Peiyuan: "I can go in by myself."

Bai Tong Xi's low "um" voice, hand over the breakfast in his other hand. In his confused eyes, he whispered: "you can eat and talk."

Meng Peiyuan took a deep look at her and seemed to be asking, "what about you?"?

"White child Xi man does not care to smile:" you forget, I just had eaten in the car

In fact, she only drank a cup of soybean milk.

Meng Peiyuan didn't insist any more. He took the breakfast and twisted the door to go in. Then he turned her out.

Hearing the sound of closing the door, Bai Tongxi's stomach, which has just been warmed by hot soybean milk, is a little bit colder

In the ward, Meng Peiyuan walked to his father step by step.

The poet's mind and spirit are all placed on the dying Shi LAN, and he doesn't notice his coming.

Meng Peiyuan gently put down his breakfast. After sweeping the poem blue breathing by the feeder, he felt that he could not breathe, so he took off his black coat.

After a light breath, he said calmly, "uncle, have some breakfast."

The poet's father looked back with a sad look in his eyes: "Meng Er Shao..."

"What did the doctor say about the situation of Shilan?" Meng Peiyuan asked.

"The doctor said that his life was saved, but the location where the bullet penetrated was Xiaomei's Womb, little sister, this life may be No fertility. "

Meng Peiyuan's face was stiff, and the hand holding the black coat was blue in the twinkling of an eye.

The poem father asked: "Meng Er Shao, the doctor didn't say no to the conclusion. My younger sister is still so young that she may not be able to have any miracle in the future, so We'd better not tell her about it. "