The best baby invincible wife

Chapter 312 The Literary and Artistic Temperament of the Three Young Masters [7]

Feng Junsheng stood outside the operating room, leaning against the wall, staring at the closed door with red eyes.

He couldn't even imagine the pain he would endure in the first day of junior high school, as long as he thought about it, his heart ached so badly.

He took a deep breath, took out his mobile phone, suppressed the blazing anger, and confessed to Ying, "Call out the surveillance video of the XX community just now, and I want to find the person who was in the first year of the bayonet!"

After taking up the line, he walked restlessly in the corridor, sometimes looking up to the opposite side.

Lowering her head, looking at the uncontrollably trembling hands, Feng Junsheng's eyes darkened, her hands clenched into fists, she didn't want to show even a trace of cowardice at this moment!No matter how difficult he has encountered, he has never been as flustered as he is now. Even if he is facing life and death alone, he will not frown.

But... But, he can't control it at all now!
That kind of deep fear, like a pair of hands stuck around his neck, made it difficult for him to breathe, and his heartbeat also slowed down, rising and falling with her heartbeat.

The first day of the junior high school, Qin Chuyi, did you hear that?you have nothing to do...

As time passed by, Feng Junsheng was pulling at his hair, and a layer of hostility spread across his beautiful cheeks.

He swore that if she made a mistake, he would tear that person and the messenger behind him into pieces, not even the dregs left!
"Mummy!"

Jiujiu ran over from the corridor with her small schoolbag on her back, her little face was full of worry.Behind him was Wei Zixiao, also with a solemn expression.

As soon as he received the call from Third Young Master, Ying immediately informed Wei Zixiao to go to school to pick up Jiujiu, in case he had any accidents during this extraordinary period.

Seeing his son, Feng Junsheng's expression gradually became dark, "Jiujiu, your mommy is still undergoing surgery inside, don't worry, she will be fine."

Jiujiu's face was pale, and she tried her best not to cry, her immature childish voice revealed a rare strength, "How could Mommy get hurt?"

Feng Junsheng lowered his head, blamed himself and was angry, his body trembled slightly, and it took him a long time to say, "She is here to save me."

Jiujiu bit her little lip, looked at the door, walked over silently, put her little hand into his big hand, and said softly, word by word, "Daddy, Mommy will be fine... ..."

The word "Daddy" miraculously soothed Feng Junsheng's restless and frightened heart.

He looked down at his son, half relieved and half distressed, he squeezed his little hand, nodded with a chuckle, "Yes, this girl is stubborn, we are all just worrying about her, she will be fine, maybe , When I wake up, I want to eat chicken legs..."

The father and son seemed to be snuggling together to comfort each other and warm each other's coldness.Seeing it in Wei Zixiao's eyes, he sighed endlessly. He never thought that the always strong Third Young Master would have such a fragile side.

Two equally beautiful ones, one big and one small, just stood in the corridor, silently staring at the operating room, not daring to look away.Resisting the idea of ​​rushing in, Feng Junsheng held his son's little hand and waited outside the door, the boulder on his chest made him almost suffocate.

First day of junior high school, did you hear me talking?

My son and I are waiting for you, be stronger, be stronger, you can do it, the first day of junior high school.

An hour later, the door of the operating room opened, and the father and son were shocked, and hurried forward, "How is she?"

"Uncle doctor, is my mommy okay?"

(End of this chapter)