Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

"I did," Chu Li raised her eyes, "how, do you have an opinion?" His face was as white as snow, but your voice was still as cold as before.

Jia Xinbao touched his nose, feeling that he had asked too much, and of course he knew too much.

The family doctor kicked his son's **** hard. "Some things don't know well, you just have to remember your share."

Jia Xinbao endured the pain, no matter how it was, he did not dare to talk back to Lao Tzu.

When I was outside, Xia Ruoxin knew why Lu Jinrong came so fast because he was not using a car, but a helicopter. Now it is the rush hour for work. Otherwise, from the urban area to the traffic jam, the traffic lights come down. Maybe when they come, the blood on Chu Li's body will run out.

Lu Jinrong glanced at Xia Yixuan who was being carried. "Crossing the sea or river for a while, or someone else's stinking ditch will do it. If you throw her down, you will feel sick looking at this face."

Jia Xinbao "..."

It was so difficult to save it. Just throw it away, really?

Of course, it ’s not really lost. Although Lu Jinrong was really bad, he kicked Xia Yixuan down, but in the end, he did n’t do anything. The helicopter was very fast. He did n’t have to go to the largest hospital in the city in a short time. The director of this hospital has been notified in advance, and Lu Jinrong asked the dean to do the operation of Chu Li in person. Of course, the news of Chu Lu's injury must be kept secret, otherwise, I do n’t know how many things will happen. To Chu Li, Xia Ruoxin, or a little rain, is not good,

As for Xia Yixuan, she'd better die directly, or the next revenge might not be acceptable to her.

The worst injured here was actually Xia Yixuan, but her life was so great that she had n’t died after being hit with two swords. The one in Chulu was carbon monoxide poisoning, and the injury on her shoulder was said to be serious. It's not a big deal, and they can all breathe a sigh of relief as a result of the inspection. In fact, the success of a businessman can never be separated from luck.

Chu Lu is such a man born with good luck.

The fruit passed through the cracks in his bones without hurting his internal organs. Therefore, it was much easier to injure the bones than the internal organs.

Compared to his carbon monoxide poisoning, obviously, the injury on his shoulder was not enough.

Xia Ruoxin also had a mild death of carbon monoxide poisoning, which was not as serious as the rhythm, but it was enough to affect her body for a long time. She is currently hospitalized and undergoes a series of examinations.

Among these people, the slightest injury was the light rain, and she didn't have much injury at all, that is, her little face was scratched, and the child's white and tender skin was swollen.

The child is still young and can't take medicine well. I'm afraid she is uncomfortable, grabbing her face, and then taking her hands. Although Xiaoyudian is very sensible, don't forget that she is only a five-year-old child.

And it is obvious that the child was scared and never slept, he had to be next to mom and dad, and he had to be held.

Now she finally fell asleep, but Lu Jinrong couldn't let go of her. As soon as she put down, the child cried uneasily. A pair of small hands also clutched at Jinrong's clothes. This little soft body is indeed enough. Distressing.

The child has been crying. Now that he is tired, Lu Jinrong is finally relieved. This child is really alive. People who have never been a dad never know that this dad is easy to sing. How difficult.

Although he has never been a father, it is very difficult to be a family member.

So he had to call his parents and ask them to come over. Looking at the grandson, otherwise, he would be alone, still busy with the company, meeting, and taking care of two patients, as well as the crying and coquettish child, he felt that he was divided into three or four, maybe It is barely enough.

He wiped his forehead. He wanted to move his arm. God knows that he has been working for several days in a row. He didn't sleep yesterday. Now his eyes are bloodshot.

However, when he moved, he felt comfortable, that is, the child in his arms. Now he flattens his mouth and rubs his eyes with his small hand. As soon as he opens his eyes, Lu Jinrong will cry at the first sight.

"Well, Drizzle wants mom ... for dad."

And Lu Jinrong's head hummed so loudly that it instantly rose.

Want mom, dad?

Why? Her parents are still lethargic, so she can't make the child more uncomfortable.

He and his child, who were extremely delicate, had big eyes and small eyes. The little tender girl was very beautiful, and with a pair of big watery eyes like Bambi. Lu Jinrong thought, I'm afraid that no one can refuse, such a beautiful child.

What to do now? Lu Jinrong really felt that his head was getting more and more painful. Now it is the size of two car wheels.

At this time, the door outside rang, Jia Xinbao came in, and behind him was a young boy, Zheng Anze.

Doctor, please help me, I don't know what to do. Lu Jinrong was really helpless to the child in his arms. This is about to cry. I saw that the child in his arms flattened his mouth, and his little nose was also drawn, and he cried loudly when he saw it. Changing the glory is really the first time to have a terrible sense of weakness.

"What to do, really crying?"

Until one hand was stretched out, holding the child out of his arms

And Lu Jinrong was also relieved. Fortunately, Jia Xinbao, you came just right. He wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. He was not afraid of the strong opponents, but now he is fine, but he is I was afraid of a five-year-old coquettish little girl who seemed to pinch.

But when he looked up, it was not Jia Xinbao, but a young man.

Well, it's just a young boy. Although this young boy is very tall, his face is childish, his facial features are not completely open, and it is not difficult to see. The appearance after this is not bad, of course. The child is tall enough, and I don't know how tall it will eventually grow.

"Brother, Dad is sick," Xiao Yu rubbed his eyes and said to Anzai sadly.

"It's okay, Dad will be fine," Zheng Anze knelt down, rubbing his sister's hair, "when Xiaoyu was sick, did you just want to sleep well?"

Light rain thought for a while, then nodded strongly, yeah, when she was sick, her dad would coax her, and after feeding her medicine, she would tell her that when she fell asleep, she became ill.