The president is cold during the day and wants a baby at night

Chapter 348 I am here
Shen Dongke was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly got up and came to Dachun and the others.

Shen Dongke and Dachun are not friends because of their filming in country F before, but they can be regarded as acquaintances.

Shen Dongke's eyes trembled slightly, "Dachun, is An Yinluo injured?"

Dachun grinned expressionlessly.

"is it serious?"

"I don't know!" Dachun's tone carried a certain emotion.Of course, this emotion is not for others, but for myself, for the drunk woman at home.

One of the two is an assistant and the other is a bodyguard.

Logically speaking, this should not happen today.However, this kind of accident actually happened.

Seeing An Yinluo being pushed into the operating room in a panic, his little girl was still drunk at home at this critical moment.As he thought this way, an inexplicable annoyance burned in his chest.
Fortunately, An Yinluo was pushed out of the emergency room an hour later.

Zhu Junyun was not so lucky. He had to perform this operation for five hours.

An Yinluo was sent to the VIP ward.

There were several big men with serious faces sitting in the ward.

Xu Minghui, Sun Fangfang, and Liu Dongzhe saw the video posted by Chu Wei in the group. They saw An Yinluo lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed, and asked him what was going on, but he didn't say anything.

Xu Minghui and Liu Dongzhe drove over in their respective cars.

At first, Xu Minghui thought it was some kind of commercial revenge.

When they entered the gate of the hospital, it happened that Yan Zichen and Lu Zhijian had just arrived at the hospital.

"Zichen, what's the situation? Why is Luoluo hospitalized?" Xu Minghui hurriedly asked when he met Yan Zichen.

Yan Zichen's face was ugly, he didn't reply to Xu Minghui's words, and ran towards the elevator quickly.

Lu Zhijian followed behind Yan Zichen, looked at Xu Minghui and said, "Luo Luo accidentally fell in the bath, probably because his head hit the bathtub."

Xu Minghui heaved a sigh of relief.

Compared with Yan Zichen's Rufeng speed, Xu Minghui's footsteps are not so fast, and his wrist is still wrapped around Sun Fangfang.

"Didn't the doctor say that you can wake up after an hour or two?

It's been almost three hours, why haven't you woke up yet?

No, I'll call the dean. "Chu Wei said, taking out the mobile phone from his pocket with his slender fingers.

Just as Chu Wei took his mobile phone out of his pocket, he heard the door slam and was kicked open from the outside.

The sudden loud noise startled several people in the room.

Especially Chu Wei.

His fingertips trembled, and the phone slipped from his palm.

"Fuck! Which grandson doesn't knock when he enters the door!"

Chu Wei was furious, and ran to the door of Liwo's room as he spoke.

Compared with Chu Wei, Dachun and the others couldn't be more calm.

When kicking the door, they couldn't figure out who was coming.

Dai Dai approached, and they were quite sure that the person who came was Yan Zichen.

Chu Wei opened the door of the inner bedroom while cursing.

As soon as the door opened, a tall figure came into view.

Yan Zichen pushed him away and came to the bed in a few steps.

Two hours ago, just when his emotions were about to burst, Dachun called and told him that An Yinluo had been sent to the VIP ward.

In addition to the head injury, the waist was also injured.Simply, the injuries are not serious.

Even so, Yan Zichen's heart in his throat did not let go because of Dachun's words.

God knows, when Feng Qiu put the phone to An Yinluo's ear, he said so many things, but he didn't hear any response from An Yinluo.

His only response was a faint gasp.

At that moment, his whole heart was almost about to burst.

Yan Zichen half-kneeled in front of An Yinluo's bed, reached out and pulled out her hand that was under the quilt, and held it tightly.

Looking at his head covered with gauze and his pale little face without a trace of blood, he was so distressed that he couldn't help himself.

"Didn't you say you'll wake up in an hour or two? Why hasn't Luo Luo woke up yet?" Yan Zichen held An Yinluo's cold fingers and raised his eyes to Dachun.

As soon as Yan Zichen finished speaking, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door.

The leader was the dean, the deputy dean, the director, and more than a dozen experts came in one after another.

"President Yan, President Chu, Second Young Master Liu~" The dean hurriedly greeted them as soon as he entered the ward.

"Stop talking nonsense, quickly check how she is now?"

Yan Zichen glanced at them coldly and shouted sharply.

"Yes..." The dean wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.

Chu Wei had already scolded him on the phone just now.

I asked them what they were eating, and they agreed that they would wake up in one or two hours. After these three hours, they still haven't woken up!

The dean really wanted to tell Chu Wei that one or two hours was just an estimated time, not a definite time.

Patients undergo surgery, regardless of the size of the surgery.

It depends on the patient's physical fitness, and the reaction time to the anesthetic...a series of questions.

However, he knew it was useless to talk to Chu Wei about these things, maybe Chu Wei wouldn't listen and would scold him.

The dean and the others went through a series of checks, and the result was that An Yinluo's physical indicators were all normal.

Everything is normal, everything is normal, why are you still awake?

Yan Zichen raised his cold eyes sharply, "Everything is normal, why hasn't Luo Luo woke up yet?"

The dean really wanted to tell Yan Zichen what he just said, but he said it at this juncture, and he was afraid of angering Yan Zichen.

He stroked the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, "Mr. Yan, I guess Miss An is about to wake up."

"Should be waking up soon? What nonsense are you talking about?" Before Yan Zichen could get angry, Second Young Master Liu roared angrily.

An Yinluo felt like she had a long dream.

In her dream, she dreamed of a field of snow, he and Yan Zichen were wearing white down jackets, holding hands, the two of them were walking towards the vast white sky, the two of them stepped on the snow, and every step they took, they smelt The sound of zi la.Looking back, the two strings of long footprints looked particularly beautiful in the white snow.

The two were walking, walking, and suddenly there was a cliff in front of them.

The last moment was still sweet, holding hands, the next moment, Yan Zichen's feet fell into the air.

An Yinluo lay on the cliff, tightly holding Yan Zichen's hand.

Yan Zichen was too heavy, she exhausted all her strength, and desperately grabbed the man.

Yan Zichen knew that with her weight, it was impossible to pull him up.

Yan Zichen raised his face, wanting to see his favorite woman again.Then, he smiled lightly at An Yinluo.Two tears fell from the corners of his eyes.Afterwards, he slowly let go of An Yinluo.

An Yinluo cried and shook her head desperately.

no no no……

Two lines of tears slowly rolled down the corners of An Yinluo's eyes, "Yan Zichen..."

The moment the man in the dream fell off the cliff, An Yinluo called out his name heartbreakingly.

Yan Zichen sat sideways on the edge of the bed, and when he heard An Yinluo calling him, he held An Yinluo's hand tightly.

"Lolo... I'm here."

An Yinluo opened his blurred eyes, and the man's slightly slovenly face was reflected in front of his eyes.

It took her a long time to recover before she recovered from her dream.

"Lolo, how do you feel? What's wrong?"

Hearing the man's low rhyme and pleasant voice, a pair of watery eyes stared at the man tightly.

"Yan Zichen..."

Yan Zichen hummed lightly, and moved his face close to hers, until his nose touched hers and his moist lips touched hers, An Yinluo didn't know that this was not a dream.

"Yan Zichen..."

"Well, I'm here." Yan Zichen's handsome face did not leave her, and he kissed her lightly with warm lips.

Two hot tears fell on An Yinluo's fair face.

"Where does it hurt?" Yan Zichen asked choked up.

An Yinluo stretched out his hand to caress the man's handsome cheek, and his voice was hoarse when he spoke.

"Headache, lower back pain, butt pain."

(End of this chapter)