Mr. Lu, the World’s Sweetest Man

Li Qingchen grabbed his hand and subconsciously used force to pinch bloodstains on his wrist.

Mo Yan didn't frown without frowning.

Li Qingchen exhaled in pain, and Mo Yanbai lowered his head to her ear, trying to take his own responsibility to replace her in suffering, but in such a scene, he was powerless, and the pain made his heart follow.

He could only hold her hand tightly, approach her ear, and whispered: "It's okay... it's okay."

Li Qingchen made a heart-piercing noise. She was so painful. The pain made her whole mind go blank, and her breathing became short and hard.

Mo Yanbai grabbed her hand: "It will be fine..."

He wanted to do something, but found that he couldn't do anything in this situation.

Mo Chenyi shouted: "Let her take a deep breath! Help her adjust the deep breath!"

Mo Yanbai came back to his senses and said, "In the morning, the baby is fine, take a breath with me..."

The word "Baby" stimulated Li Qingchen's nerves, and she found a trace of reason in the pain.

There must be nothing wrong with yourself, otherwise the baby will be in danger.

Following Mo Yanbai's steady and powerful voice, she inhaled deeply.

"Exhale..." At this moment, Mo Yanbai could fully feel her pain and all her feelings.

Li Qingchen was heart-piercing with pain, but still followed his voice and began to adjust his breathing.

After adjusting her breathing, although her pain hasn't been relieved much, at least her breathing is stable and there will be no major danger.

Mo Yanbai held her hand tightly, watching her pale face without a trace of blood, and the blood between his legs was still gurgling out, his heart was very tight.

Mo Chenyi also speeded up and went to the hospital.

Finally, I arrived at the hospital.

In just ten minutes' drive, Mo Yanbai seemed to have experienced months of suffering. He took Li Qingchen out of the car and went straight to the operating room.

The doctor was ready after Mo Chenyi called just now, and he was sent to the operating room immediately after receiving Li Qingchen.

Mo Yanbai subconsciously wanted to follow up.

The doctor stopped him: "Mr. Mo, you can't go in."

The door of the operating room closed in front of Mo Yanbai.

Mo Yanbai stopped, clenched his fists, and hung down.

Li Qingchen's painful voice continued to be heard inside, and Mo Yanbai's hand still had blood remaining from her, and a strong smell of blood came out.

Mo Yanbai frowned slightly, not because of disgust, but because of the thought that she had shed so much blood...

Mo Chenyi sat aside, waiting solemnly.

Mo Yanbai has been standing still, without moving a little bit, like a clay sculpture and wood carving.

Mo Chenyi called Aunt Liang.

Aunt Liang came over soon, holding the soup and a lot of things, and rushed in: "Mr. Mo, how is the morning like?"

"I just entered the operating room, there should be nothing serious." Mo Chenyi explained softly.

Aunt Liang feels terribly distressed: "This child was going to be born in two days, but now she has an accident with her good uncle, how can she feel comfortable? Having a child is uneasy.

"Wait for a while," Mo Chenyi said.

Aunt Liang held the thermos barrel, sat down and waited, her expression anxious.

After a while, Jian Zhifei, Mo Lian, and Mo Zheng all came over. Chu Rufeng couldn't live without people because his father had just had an operation, so he didn't come over in time.