The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 555

Zeng Li sat quietly on the rest chair, waiting for Mo Zhiqian's surgery to end, and didn't notice the two of them leaving at all.

After closing the door of the fire exit, Zhang Shuqin asked, "Xiao Li, what's the matter?"

"Madam, Mo Zhiqian's injury is serious, and the doctor has issued a critical illness notice."

Xiao Li told the truth, Zhang Shuqin's face was shocked, she didn't expect Mo Zhiqian to be hurt so badly.

"What? Isn't there only one gangster? How could..."

"Ma'am, the kidnapper is the bodyguard of the American gang."

Xiao Li expressed the seriousness of the matter in one sentence.

"Then what should I do?" Zhang Shuqin lost her mind in a hurry, she lowered her head on the spot and turned around, "If Xiao Li knows, won't she collapse?"

Just now they made a lot of noise and wanted to see Mo Zhiqian, if they knew that he was critically ill, what would happen.

"Ma'am, calm down." Xiao Li grabbed Zhang Shuqin's wrist, Zhang Shuqin raised her head, and heard Xiao Li say, "There is no way to hide this matter, what I mean is... why don't you tell the truth to Miss, she can still meet Mr. Mo The last side."

Looking at Xiao Li's resolute gaze, Zhang Shuqin sighed, "It seems that this is the only way to do it."

After returning to the corridor, both of them looked very serious. When Zhang Shuqin stood in front of Zeng Li and blocked her view, Zeng Li seemed to realize that she had left.

"Aunt, get out of the way."

Zhang Shuqin sat down beside Zeng Li, grabbed her hand, and stroked it gently, "Xiao Li, my aunt has something to tell you...you...must not be excited."

"What's the matter?" Zeng Li turned his head to look at Zhang Shuqin, his eyebrows tightened, then subconsciously glanced at the direction of the door of the emergency room and then turned his gaze back.

"Is it related to Mo Zhiqian?"

"Well," Zhang Shuqin nodded lightly, "Xiao Li said...the doctor issued a critical illness notice just now, and Zhiqian's injury is serious..."

Hearing what Zhang Shuqin said, Zeng Li's tears couldn't stop flowing out. This time, he didn't roar excitedly, but watched Zhang Shuqin cry silently.

"Auntie, what should I do?"

With a sigh, Zhang Shuqin took Zeng Li into her arms, "Poor child,"

"Auntie, what should I do if Zhiqian dies? Auntie..." Zeng Li cried weakly as he brushed Zhang Shuqin's shoulder, and Xiao Li's hand pressed down on Zhang Shuqin's shoulder.

Zeng Li turned his head and looked at Xiao Li with teardrops on his face.

"Miss, I'll greet the doctor in a moment and let you go in to see Mr. Mo off for the last time," Xiao Li said in a heavy voice, after a pause, "after all, Mr. Mo saved you."

There were obvious signs of fighting in the room. Although he didn't see the scene of the fighting with his own eyes, he knew that Mo Zhiqian did his best to protect Miss.

"Okay, okay, go and tell the doctor now, let me go in, I want to talk to Mo Zhiqian... Zeng Li kept nodding his head, and the tears kept rolling down like pearls with a broken string, letting the pain No matter how much he kept wiping, he couldn't wipe it clean. Seeing that Xiao Li didn't move, Zeng Li suddenly yelled, "Go! "

Xiao Li pursed his lips, and swallowed all the words he wanted to comfort, "Okay, I'll go right away."

Xiao Li turned around and left quickly, Zeng Li threw himself into Zhang Shuqin's arms again.

"Aunt..." The miserable cry echoed throughout the corridor.

"Good boy, don't cry. If you cry badly, you can't talk to Zhiqian..." Zhang Shuqin shed tears as she comforted her. Zeng Li hurriedly got up and wiped her tears with her hands, "Auntie is right. Crying, Zhiqian doesn't like me crying, he said to make me happy..."

(End of this chapter)