Chapter 31

Gu Huan shook his fist on his side.

Yang Mou looked at the hospital building in front of her. She didn't expect that she just came back here after a few days.

But this time, Beiming Mo was admitted to hospital.

Last night, she fell asleep with a high fever and knew nothing about him.

After listening to the gossip in the media, her heart began to ache.

No wonder Pei dai'er will come to give her a slap. Obviously, Pei dai'er mistakenly thinks that she is the woman in Beiming ink cart last night.

Taking a deep breath, she went straight in

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at this time, the Beiming mansion is in chaos.

Because Beiming ink sudden car accident, anxious Beiming old man blood pressure quickly high.

Only stay in bed.

Jiang Huixin suddenly fell into a panic, as if she was ten years old overnight.

Lying at the head of the old man's bed, she held back her tears and said gently, "Zhengtian, you don't have to worry. Yan Yan has gone to the hospital. Mo will be OK. You must take good care of yourself. You can't get excited any more, you know? "

Beiming Zhengtian is lying on the bed with white hair. Youyou sighed and clenched Jiang Huixin's hand. "Huixin, I'm old. Fortunately, you're here to support me all the time. Thank you..."

"What did you say? Do you still want to thank me? " Jiang Huixin sniffed, "Zhengtian, among so many children, I know your favorite is always ink..."

"At the same time, he is the one who likes to fight against me most and makes me headache most."

"You are asking too much of him. He has been under all kinds of pressure and forced to do this and that since he was young. Now, he is so excellent that even you feel inferior to him, but he won't listen to you. "

Beiming Zhengtian sighed again, "of the three children, the eldest is cowardly and honest, and has no courage; the third is a fool, and he plays with women all day long without any determination."

Jiang Huixin's hand can't help trembling when he hears Beiming Zhengtian talking about Laosan.

Beiming Zhengtian patted her arm placidly and continued, "Huixin, I know that the third one is your own. You are reluctant to part with it. But of the three, the second is the best. Alas It's a pity that the second is so assertive and courageous that I can't suppress him. "

"Zhengtian, are you going to let Mo marry Daier?"

When it comes to Pei's marriage in Beiming, Beiming's face darkens again. "Pei's family was always kind to me, and dai'er was very devoted to the second child. After the last suicide, Beiming's family always felt sorry for her. How can you push off this marriage? "

"But I'm afraid that Mo will rebound. You know that child takes marriage very seriously. Even when you forced him to get married and have children, he was willing to be the successor of Beiming family. As a result, he would rather have a child with a woman than marry a woman at will. " When Jiang Huixin talked about what happened in those years, she sighed.

"Yes..." It seems that the northern underworld Zhengtian also fell into the memories of that year. "Fortunately, you arranged it for him. Otherwise, I don't know. According to the absurdity of that boy, I can't help but find a woman to have a child to annoy me."

"Hehe, isn't Cheng very good?"

"Yes, fortunately that child is obedient and sensible, but also stubborn, like the stubborn of the second child." Beiming Zhengtian thinks of his grandson Cheng Cheng, and smiles on his face, "but Cheng Cheng seems a little different recently..."

"Why, did you find out?" Jiang Huixin opened her eyebrows with a gentle smile. "On the contrary, I think Cheng Cheng is much more lovable now than before. At least it'll stick to my grandmother's barks

Beiming Zhengtian nodded, "yes, my grandparents are much sweeter than before, ha ha..."

Jiang Huixin smiles, then thinks of something like, "by the way, Yan Yan said, there was another woman in the ink car when the car accident happened last night."

"He didn't listen to me for saying that woman was a disaster." Beiming Zhengtian's face turned black, and he was silent a little.

Jiang Huixin also followed the silence, dare not speak.

In the end, the old man sighed, "that's all. As long as he marries Dale, I don't care what he wants out there. "

"You, no wonder Yan Yan says you are stubborn all day long. I think Mo's persistence is inherited from you, and no one will give in." Jiang Huixin sighed with a smile, "you two, it's like having a grudge in your previous life, but you have to be a father and son in this life."

"Oh..." Beiming Zhengtian gave a weak smile, with a trace of pride in his gloomy eyes. "That's right. He has to call me Laozi!"

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Central Hospital, VIP intensive care unit

GU Huan watched hundreds of bodyguards crowded the hospital corridor, and set up many checkpoints, only to guard a VIP ward on the sixth floor.

She guessed that there was the ward where Beiming Mo lived.

Feeling inexplicably tight, the man's cold and handsome face appeared in his mind, imagining that maybe he was lying on the sickbed at the moment Gu Huan did not know why, his eyes suddenly became moist."It's not convenient here, miss." A bodyguard in black stopped her.

She nodded as calmly as she could, and then took out a staff card from her bag. "I'm the Secretary of the general manager of Beiming. Here's my card. Would you please let me in and have a look at him? "

The bodyguard in black took his ID and looked at it. "Wait a minute, I'll ask for it for you."

Then, Gu Huan looks at the bodyguard holding her staff card and goes through many hurdles again. Finally, the bodyguard turns back and hands her staff card. "You may come in, miss."

Gu Huan was relieved and followed the bodyguard

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percussion.

With the sound of three voices, the bodyguard said respectfully, "general manager of Beiming, Miss Gu brought in."

Then, the room was silent for a while, and the bodyguard pushed the door open.

When Gu Huan stepped into this luxurious VIP ward, a strange picture appeared in front of her eyes -

she clearly saw Beiming ink in white patient's clothes, reclining at the head of the bed.

The beautiful forehead of the past was wrapped with a thick gauze. But it's still pretty damn good.

The left leg, which was suspended at the end of the bed, was covered with thick plaster, which was particularly eye-catching.

A pair of eyes deep as the sea, at the moment Gu Huan came in, just like a wolf in the jungle, staring at her tightly.

Powerful arms around the chest, both hands wrapped in gauze.

Although the injury did not look as serious as the legend, but the hands and feet were also bandaged.

Knife chisel like face is still calm without any expression.

Not a word.

And strangely, Chu Yunfeng, a charming man sitting beside his bed, is cutting apples for Beiming ink like a daughter's home.

Chu Yunfeng turned his eyes to Gu Huan's bright eyes.

Then he grinned, "ah, Huanhuan, are you here?"

Chu two little of a Huan Huan, that call a intimate ah. When this end was finished, he immediately stood up and prepared to meet him; and then he threw away the apple and the knife that he had not finished cutting.

With a grunt, the knife fell on Beiming Mo's injured leg, and someone immediately turned black

I saw the knife inserted in the bedside of Beiming Mo, and then close to 0.01 cm, it would have a close contact with his thigh!

"Chu, Yun, Feng!" Beiming Mo gnaws his teeth, and his fierce eyes quickly smash the two goods of Chu Yunfeng.

Chu Yunfeng took a look, but it was a pity on his face, "Tut, I didn't get in! It seems that I haven't practiced my Sabre technique for a long time. I'm new to it. "

"Well, do you need me to help you practice?" The voice of that Yin pity, spit out from the mouth of North Ming ink, especially cold.

Chu Yunfeng laughs. Who doesn't know that Bei Ming Er Shao is a famous target player. He is a top-ranking player in actual combat, no matter he is a gun or a sword or a throwing knife. He didn't dare to pluck his hair from the tiger's mouth. "Hey, no need. I'm not interested in that. "

With that, Chu Yunfeng approaches Gu Huan with a smile, pulls her into the room, grabs her little hand, and says how intimate she is.

"Huanhuan, I haven't seen you for a few days. I find you are beautiful again." Chu Yunfeng tut tut exclaimed, "especially your eyes, I like them very much."

Gu Huan's eyes were wide open, which made him react a little. She took a careful look at Beiming ink, "that..."

Chu Yunfeng immediately said, "ha ha, have you just flashed in your mind countless pictures of Bei Ming Er lying on the sickbed in a respirator, covered with blood and wrapped like a mummy?"

Gu Huan's face turned red, and she pulled her lips awkwardly.

Indeed, she had just burst into tears, imagining whether she would burst into tears when she saw him later

Chu Yunfeng didn't wait for her to answer, but said to himself, "then, as soon as you enter the door, you will find that Bei Ming Er is sitting on the bed like an innocent man. He just broke his leg, scratched his head and hurt his hand! Then, you feel that you can't even have a car accident and chant twice like a person. You have to look so calm that you don't look like a mortal. People want to beat him twice. "

Gu Huan nodded busily, his eyes full of approval made Chu Yunfeng chicken frozen incomparably.

"Wow! Huanhuan, we really have a heart to heart! "

Chu Er pulls Gu Huan's hand and shakes it, as if he finally finds a bosom friend. He is so moved that he almost hugs her.

Sitting at the head of the bed, Beiming ink has cold eyes.

Shen Ning's face twitched slightly. The Mou son closely stares at Gu Huan, is still silent.

Seems to feel a strong eye light, almost to shoot her through, Gu Huan smile perfunctory Chu Yunfeng two sentences. Based on her professional ethics, she politely went to Beiming Mo's bed and picked up the unfinished apple for him -

"that, President I heard you had an accident last night... "Then, she received a white eye from Beiming mo. It's like she's talking nonsense.

"Well, I mean, the president looks like He looks good, so congratulations to the president

How good a congratulatory words, say from her mouth, North Ming Mo how to listen to all seem to be in curse him that kind, not taste.

Coldly swept her one eye, discovered her cheek place faintly to have a five finger mark, his Mou eye one dark, "the face how?"

"Ah?" Gu Huan was stunned for a moment.

Chu Yunfeng then turned his head, and his eyes suddenly looked like beads, "ah, Huanhuan, have you been beaten?"

Gu Huan glanced at Beiming ink, bit his lip, shook his head and said nothing.

Chu Yunfeng seems to see some clues, "Huanhuan is someone bullying you, don't be afraid, brother give you a head!"

This one elder brother, listen to North Ming Mo eyebrow heart a cold.

"Chu Er, you are not needed here. Go back to your nest."