Ye He looked worried, looking at Nan Yan sincerely, and said: "Doctor Alina, can you... help me again? Even... for Mr. Lu."
Ye He knew that Nan Yan would not let go of his hatred easily.
She was able to go deep into the tiger's den to help Shijiu escape from the kidnappers, which was already a great act of justice.
At the moment, Lu Huaijing regards Gu Rouer as her, and it is really inappropriate to ask her to help at this time.
But Ye He knew that what Nan Yan cared about most was Mr. Lu.
Sure enough, Nan Yan was finally shaken when he heard the old man's name.
She sighed and then said:
"That's all, I'll handle this matter."
Hearing this, Ye He breathed a sigh of relief.
Nan Yan took out his cell phone and dialed a number.
Soon, someone came with a key and opened the door to the ward.
When the visitor saw Nan Yan, he bowed very respectfully.
"Doctor Alina, Miss Song has already taken the child to Mr. Lu's ward."
"Okay, I understand, take care of this place."
Nan Yan's eyes signaled.
The bodyguard immediately came to the rescue, but Ye He chased him out.
"I'm really worried, otherwise I would go with you!"
Nan Yan shook his head, looked at Zhou Ma, and said, "It's better for Zhou Ma to go with me! Ye He, your body is not feeling well yet and you need to rest. Don't worry, I will take care of things."
When Ye He heard this, a layer of guilt flashed in his eyes.
"I'm sorry, Sister Nanyan..."
She said in the voice of only two people: "It's all my fault. I can't help with anything, and I always hold me back..."
"Don't say that. Take care of your aunt first, that's the most important thing."
Nan Yan patted her shoulder comfortingly.
at the same time.
In the ward.
Lu Huaijing lay on the hospital bed for a long time before slowly opening his eyes.
Upon seeing this, Gu Rou'er immediately stepped forward and pretended to be happy: "Huai Jing, you finally woke up... I was so worried about you..."
Lu Huaijing frowned, and the dull pain in his head gave him an unreal feeling.
He slowly stretched out his hand and grasped Gu Rouer's catkin.
"Nan Yan, is that you?"
The man's voice was hoarse, with a hint of sadness in his tone.
Seeing this, Gu Rou'er immediately held his hand and said pitifully: "Of course it's me, Huai Jing, I'm back, we will never be separated again...ah!"
Before she could finish her words, Lu Huaijing forcefully pulled her into his arms.
The man's arms were strong and strong, tightly confining Gu Rou'er in his arms.
"Nan Yan, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I... I had a dream, I dreamed that you were dead, I dreamed that you were missing, I also dreamed that I did a lot of things that I was sorry for you... Nan Yan ,sorry……"
Lu Huaijing spoke intermittently, his voice trembling.
Gu Rouer's eyes widened in surprise, and then she realized something belatedly.
She tried to test: "Huai Jing, dreams are reversed. Are you...are you okay? Do you remember anything?"
Lu Huaijing slowly let go of his hand and looked deeply at Gu Rou'er with his dark eyes.
"I...I don't know, my head hurts just when I think about it, but Nanyan, I remember you."
He frowned, a look of pain on his face.
Gu Rouer's eyes flashed, and then she asked: "You...remember me?"
"Nanyan, you are Gu Nanyan."
Lu Huaijing squeezed Gu Rouer's hand so hard that it hurt.
His dark eyes were scorching, as if he wanted to carve Gu Rouer's appearance deeply into his brain.
"You are my wife, the person I love most, the person I need to spend my whole life protecting and loving..."
These affectionate words made Gu Rouer unable to help but feel moved.
She had only dealt with men before, or had given up on others, but no man had ever said such a thing to her so seriously.
Gu Rou'er suppressed the excitement in her heart and decided to work hard to portray the image of Gu Nanyan well from this minute on.
She immediately responded: "Huai Jing, I'm so touched. You can say so much. No matter how much hardship I endure, it's still worth it..."
As Gu Rouer said this, she took the initiative to approach and put her red lips close to her.
Lu Huaijing did not dodge. Instead, he held her chin with one hand and took the initiative to bring the two of them closer.
Just when their lips were about to touch, there was a knock on the door.
Lu Huaijing frowned and loosened his hand.
Gu Rouer was startled, and a layer of disappointment suddenly flashed across her face.
Just a little bit different!
But even so, she still pretended to be considerate and raised her voice: "What's the matter?"
"Sir, the young master is here!"
With one sentence, Lu Huaijing's expression suddenly changed.
"What are you young master, what are you talking about?" Lu Huaijing asked in a loud voice.
Seeing this, Gu Rouer quickly said: "Huai Jing is not feeling well right now, and he won't see anyone!"
It must be that bitch Song Yihuan, she is the only one who can think of a way to bring a child to plead for mercy!
But Lu Huaijing was even more confused, "Nan Yan, what are they talking about?"
Gu Rou'er quickly smoothed things over: "Huai Jing, listen to me, you and Song Yihuan before——"
"Daddy!"
A childish voice sounded at the door, and the next second, the door of the ward was opened.
A small figure appeared at the door. When the miniature version of his handsome face appeared in front of him, Lu Huaijing was also stunned.
"Are you...who are you?"
The man's thin lips were pale and he asked tremblingly.
The little girl was also stunned, her watery eyes were filled with mist, and her little face was full of distress.
"Daddy, I am Shijiu, don't you recognize me?"
The little guy's voice was tainted with a cry, and he took three steps and two steps at a time, and came directly to the hospital bed.
The soft little body fell into his arms, causing Lu Huaijing's brain to shut down for a moment.
His whole body was stiff, and his handsome face was full of disbelief.
"You...you are my child? How is this possible?"
Lu Huaijing's spirit was shocked, and even his body couldn't help but tremble.
At this time, Song Yihuan also found an opportunity to squeeze in.
"Huai Jing, this is my and your child!"
She controlled the wheelchair and came to the bedside. When she saw Gu Rouer's face turned blue, Song Yihuan felt extremely proud.
"What? This is impossible!"
Lu Huaijing tried to push the little guy away, but when he saw his face covered with tears and looked up at his small breasts, his heart suddenly hurt.
Shijiu was also shocked. He cried sadly and couldn't help but ask: "Daddy, you...you really don't want Shijiu? Or have you forgotten Shijiu? Daddy, don't want me!"
The little guy cried and hugged Lu Huaijing tightly.
Just because Song Yihuan's words just now made him feel abandoned.
But after meeting Lu Huaijing, he really didn't remember him.
The little breasted dumpling was frightened and cried louder.
Seeing this, Gu Rouer's eyes almost burst into flames, and she said angrily: "Song Yihuan, what on earth are you going to do?"
