Deep love, the president's strength favors his wife

Chapter 6 Don't be afraid, I'm here

Hearing this, Lu Qingying stopped abruptly, walked towards Chu Mohan's car without the slightest hesitation, and sat in the passenger seat.

It has always been difficult to stop the car here. If you are lucky, you can stop the car in half an hour. If you are not lucky, you can't stop the car even in the dark. It is related to the safety of your mother, and she can't be stubborn.

"Drive quickly, Xiangshan Nursing Home." After getting in the car, she urged him to drive.

"Fasten your seat belt first." Chu Mohan reminded thoughtfully, with a dignified look on his face. He thought of the men who played hooligans against Lu Qingying just now, and his eyes burst out with dangerous anger.

Lu Qingying pulled on the seat belt, but she couldn't buckle it up no matter what. Her hands were shaking so badly that she couldn't control her at all.

Seeing this, Chu Mohan leaned over to fasten it for her. He patted her trembling hand lightly and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

A simple sentence, but it seemed to have magical power, in Lu Qingying's ears, it actually calmed down the flustered heart a little.

The car was running fast on the road, and along the way, Lu Qingying seemed uneasy, her small face was frowning, and her small hands were placed on her thighs, holding them tightly all the time.

Chu Mohan secretly watched her several times, but she didn't notice.

"Who were those people in the morning?" Suddenly, he asked her.

Lu Qingying was stunned for a moment, then replied: "I only know one person, and it is Lin Dongsheng, the director of our hospital."

"How did you mess with him?"

"He..." Lu Qingying recalled how Lin Dongsheng and Jiang Chengfeng hurt her, pain flashed in her eyes, and she didn't want Chu Mohan to know these unbearable things.

"Chu Mohan, I'm not in the mood to answer your questions right now." After she finished speaking, she turned her face away to look at the rapidly receding scene outside the window.

Chu Mohan glanced at her secretly, and didn't ask any further questions.

"Ringling." Lu Qingying's cell phone rang again, and she answered it almost as soon as it rang.

"Hey, sister Li, did you find my mother?"

"Well, I found it. She ran to the park outside the nursing home and hid while I was in the bathroom."

call.
Lu Qingying exhaled heavily, her nerves that had been tense all this time finally relaxed.

"Just find it."

"Qingying, I'll take your mother to take a bath first, so that she won't be infected by bacteria."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Sister Li."

After hanging up the phone, Lu Qingying realized that the palms of her hands holding the phone were covered in cold sweat, and she slumped on the seat as if she had collapsed.

Mom is her most important person and the closest person to her.

If something really happened to Mom, she would really break down.

A while later, the car stopped at the gate of Xiangshan Nursing Home. After getting off the car, Lu Qingying couldn't wait to run to her mother's ward.

Chu Mohan got out of the car, his eagle-like eyes quickly glanced at the surrounding environment, then he opened his long legs and quickly followed Lu Qingying's footsteps.

Looking at her weak back, he suddenly felt distressed.

How did she live these 12 years?How much did you suffer?

Living alone in a place mixed with dragons and snakes, betrayed by her boyfriend, bullied by gangsters, and now her mother is in such a remote nursing home.

How much did she suffer?

Back then, when Lu Haichuan divorced Wang Yurong, he happened to be abroad. When he came back, Lu Qingying had already left with Wang Yurong.

With doubts, he followed Lu Qingying up to the ward on the third floor.

"Mom." As soon as Lu Qingying entered the ward, she tightly hugged her mother who was sitting on the edge of the bed, her nose was sore, and the tears she had borne for a long time poured out.

"Be careful, it will crush my baby." Wang Yurong pushed her away in displeasure, her dull eyes revealed a gentle light, looking at the dilapidated doll in her arms.

"Be good, baby, don't cry, mother loves you the most." She gently patted the doll and coaxed it in a low voice.

　Three chapters have been updated today, one of which is to make up for what I owed yesterday. I wish you a happy reading, okay!
　　
　
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