"Mom?" Anxin just came out of the bedroom and was surprised to see her, "Why are you here?"

"Son!" Su Xiuling rushed to him excitedly and eagerly held his face. "You scared your mother to death, you know? Why don't you go home? Mom thought you were hurt! "

"Mom." Anxin took her hand and pulled her into the sofa to sit down. "How can I get hurt?"

"You don't think so?! How thrilling it was last night! " Su Xiuling didn't dare to think about it. She clenched her heart. "Ou Yi also took his men. You said you fought with him alone. What if something really happened?"

"Isn't this good?" Anxin's voice was low and soft, "Mom, don't worry."

"Fortunately, laughter and reputation have gone!" Su Xiuling patted her chest and said thankfully, "I was shocked when I heard that Ou Yi was looking for someone to besiege you. If it weren't for huazi and Shengyu... You would be hurt?"

"It's all over, so your worry is superfluous." Anxin comforted her, "aren't I good? What are you nervous about? "

"Was the gun fired by reputation?" Su Xiuling asked in fear, "this has nothing to do with you?"

"Aunt, the police dare not go down." Huazi told her, "everything has a high reputation. It's really all right. You're too nervous."

"Fortunately, the reputation has gone... The police dare not investigate, but Anxin! Although you didn't shoot the gun, how much impact did the fight have? And you have a special identity. Your father is a political commissar. How many pairs of eyes are staring at our house? " Su Xiuling was worried, "once the police checked, it's hard for your father to come forward. Now that they don't check, I'm relieved. You should pay attention in the future. "

"I see, mom."

"By the way, how is Ouyi now?" Su Xiuling thought of him and was nervous. She stared, "is he dead?"

"I don't know yet." Anxin looked at his mother and her eyes were silent. It's said that it's being rescued. Life and death are uncertain. He's too lazy to ask!

In the first hospital.

In a ward, the frail ou Mengru has been in a coma for three days and nights, and has not woke up yet.

All rely on nutrient solution to maintain life.

Diya didn't contact ou Menghui. She stood alone in the operating room No. 8 waiting for the door to open.

The news said that the gun hit Ou Yi in the chest, which was fatal

The longer the operation took, the more uneasy Diya's heart became.

It should be very serious and difficult.

But if the doctor doesn't give the results, the results may be good.

The son may still be alive.

She stood outside the door and paced back and forth with a heart.

Ten minutes later, with a click, the door opened.

"Doctor!" She rushed over and asked excitedly, "how's my son?"

The doctor took off his mask and told her with a tired face, "the bullet was finally taken out, but it's hard to say whether it's life or death. He hasn't been out of danger."

"..." Diya's heart was tight. At least he was still alive. And breathe.

Isn't this a bad ending for a man who was hit in the chest by a bullet?

The doctor walked away. She held the door of the operating room with tears in her eyes.

Ou Yi, you must live.

Be sure to live... Your life has not yet begun.

An airport.

Ou Menghui came out of the airport with an exquisite black suitcase and was caught off guard by a group of media!