Chapter 1157

Ye city according to the command center instructions, ready to land, on the ground, the fire engine has been waiting to pick up!

Lu Beixiao just said, he heard, although full of doubts, or calm driving!

"Ye Qiao! You give him artificial respiration! Blow in his mouth! He is your son Still don't give up to do CPR Lu Beixiao, Chong Dai Leng Ye Qiao roars.

Ye Qiao looked back and looked at Yeqi's pale face and throat blocked. She still took a deep breath and held her breath. She held Yeqi's nose in one hand and his chin in the other hand. She pulled his mouth open, bent down and gave him that breath. A drop of her tears just fell on Yeqi's cheek, and her heart hurt like being held by someone

"Xiao Qi..." As if a little boy kept calling her "Niang"

Lu Beixiao continued to press, repeatedly mechanical press, do not give up on him, never give up this exiled little son!

"Mom..." At night 7, when the heart stopped beating, he opened his eyes slowly, looked at Ye Qiao with tears in his eyes, and whispered

Lu Beixiao saw that the stinky boy finally woke up, endured the impulse to give him a slap, but his lips were trembling, and his hanging hands also kept shaking. He pressed for more than ten or twenty minutes, but he didn't respond. His mother gave him a breath, and he was alive!

It's with his mother!

But he was as if he was going to die at any time. His heart didn't go down. There was a jolt. The helicopter landed. When he saw the ambulance, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Ye Qiao has been looking at night seven stupidly, this "mother", for her, is true, the son is calling her.

Night seven was put on a stretcher, carried off the helicopter, quickly sent to the ambulance, put on the oxygen mask, ye Qiao and Lu Beixiao then got on the ambulance, night seven and shock in the past.

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outside the operating room, ye Qiao was sitting on a chair, Lu Beixiao was standing on the side with his back against the wall, his hands were still shaking, which was caused by the previous non-stop pressing.

"Brother Xiao, who is night seven? Is it something wrong with my memory, what have I forgotten? " Her mind is very chaotic, there are completely different pictures in her mind, constantly flashed, messy.

"Why do you say Xiao Qi is called the land flag?" She asked softly.

Lu Beixiao came to her, half squatted, and looked at her in the chair, "Xiao Qi is the son of me and you in the past life. You may not believe that there is a saying about the past life and this life, but the fact is that night seven is our little son in the previous life, who was reincarnated into the night home. Xiao Qi remembers the past life. His name is Lu Zhanqi, I and your youngest child

Ye Qiao's eyes opened wider and wider, although incredible, but subconsciously believe, this is true.

He said the past life, not the previous life, the memory of the previous life is too bad, he did not want her to think of it.

"Xiao Qi, on the day of your accident, thought of the things of the previous life, knowing that you would have an accident, he went to save you! He calls you mother, Lu Xiaowu calls sister, because he was our little son in his previous life! I, you, little seven, we were a family of five in the previous life He said again, with a happy smile on his lips.

What kind of separation, constant fate and love, will let them meet for three generations

Ye Qiao closed his eyes and digested the incident. He remembered that when he was in a coma, when he met him for the first time, he was unable to move and suddenly caught him

She didn't know why she had to do that. She couldn't move, and where was the strength

It turns out to be the reaction between mother and son

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