Tempting You to Marry Me—Pampered Cute Wifey

Seeing the child's eyes began to turn white, and the people on the side said quickly, "Second Lord, under the mercy, live transplant, the success rate is relatively high!"

It was said that the distance was to let go of the little girl’s neck.

Xi Xiao’s small body immediately fell to the ground, coughing fiercely, and the crying of the heartbreaking cough was mixed with coughing, and the man who made the sound closed his eyes.

He is also a child with a child, and can't bear to see a beautiful child being tortured like this.

The station stood up, took a clap, and confessed to the road. "Give me optimism and give her something to eat on time. If I don't eat it, I will give it to me!"

After the trip, the man quickly hugged the mat and patted her back.

"Breath, child, don't cry, try to breathe."

For a while, Xi’s breathing was smooth, and the ruddyness on the little face disappeared. Some were only the blue and purple, and even the pink lips turned purple.

The little guy who had been slowed down cried again, and in the white neck, the handprints of the beggars were particularly embarrassing.

"I want Mommy, oh... Mommy, hey."

noon.

The little girl is still crying, the scorpion is already crying, and the beautiful big eyes have already swollen and shrunk in the corner. The white princess dress has been stained with stains, the hair is also smashed, and the hairpin is twisted. On the hair.

As soon as the seat came in, the face was gloomy and went straight ahead...

No one knows how Qiao Mu came over this afternoon.

She also knew in her heart that this is by no means an ordinary kidnapping case.

Like their family, the most important thing is money. If the kidnappers want money, they must call in the morning. But until now, it has been six hours, and everyone’s phone has not ringed.

The child did not have any news, like a sinking sea, no trace.

Now, Qiao Mu, crying, can't cry out.

On the other side of Xi Muqiao, the trace of the distance has been searched.

Seven o'clock in the evening.

The little girl has been pushed into the operating room.

The matching report shows that it matches the Jingjing.

Jingjing is lying on the disease chuang, the doctor checks the physical condition and prepares for preoperative work.

"Dad, the heart that you came from? Doesn't the doctor say that he can't find a suitable heart within three months?" She said, sucking oxygen.

Xi touched her hair and smiled on her face. "Dad is also a sudden indirect notice. Nothing, surgery, you can get better."

Jingjing did not speak, looked at the man in front of him, and closed his eyes again.

At the same time, a nurse was about to push the equipment into the operating room, but was suddenly pushed aside by a group of men. "Hey, there is surgery inside, you can't..."

When the headed man saw the scene on the operating table, he was stunned.

One foot kicked the doctor aside, and everyone present heard a crisp sound.

The man looked indifferently at the doctor at the wall, and the slender fingers picked up a slender scalpel from the operating tray.

He strode forward and the bright leather shoes slammed against the surgeon's right hand.

The doctor was scared, and the tears and nose suddenly came out, and he begged for mercy. "Mr. Xi, Mr. Xi, I am wrong, you spared me, I am greedy, Mr. Xi!"

It was extremely ironic that Xi Muqiao laughed. The scalpel turned a knife in his hand and then slammed it into the back of the man's hand!

Then he pulled up and slammed it in. After a few rounds, he got up.

"Hey--" The man has already suffered from convulsions.

Xi Muqiao raised his foot and looked at the man on the ground curled up like a rubbish, sneered, then turned and walked toward the operating table.

"baby."

He opened the isolation cloth and quickly glanced at the side of the child's body. He was relieved and sighed with a cold sweat. Fortunately, fortunately.

When he opened the isolation cloth all the time, the tears were hard to bear.

He took off his shirt and wrapped the little child, and his foot was hard to live before he was about to go out.

The man's cold scorpion swept through everyone in the operating room, and the faint and cold voice was so cold that he couldn't hear a slight wave of emotions, as if he had all frozen.

"Everyone here, don't let go of it, take it all back! This hospital, I don't care what method you use, I have to make it a ruin tomorrow morning!"

In the car.

Xi Muqiao carefully untied the shirt on her child and looked at the scar on her chest that traversed half a chest from her eight months old. The corner of her eyes was scarlet.

I can't imagine it. If he went for half a minute late, the scalpel with a cold light would be inserted into his daughter's chest and then dig out the fragile heart.

The child was raised from a young age, barely touched, and the skin was particularly delicate, but now, there are several places where bruises are.

He can imagine that the child will not be intact in the hands of the guests.

He hates that he hates to die, can't wait to swallow him, how can he let go of his children?

Haitian Hospital.

Huo Mingyang quickly performed a physical examination for the child and determined that there was no major problem before he began to deal with the bruises in that place.

"There is no one's sex, how can the family make such a scum, the tiger poison is still not eating, the old animal is good, and it is specially picked from the family!"

Huo Mingyang handled the scars on the child while snarling, and the silver teeth almost chopped!

Xi Muqiao squinted and held her little hand and said nothing.

"Do you tell the little nephew that the child has found it?"

"I said it when I rescued it. It should be on the way now." He licked his lips and continued. "Fortunately, the child has no major events, otherwise I really have no face to see her."

When Joe Mu came, the chopped green onion had entered the ward.

The child has not yet woken up because the previous anesthetic has not yet receded.

Qiao Mu sat on the side of Chuang, holding her daughter's little hand and could not help but wipe her tears.

When I met, I was crying. I saw the scar on my sister's neck. My sister must have a pain.

Everyone from Xijia has come, including the seasons and the glass.

Everyone did not speak, and the sad atmosphere pervaded the entire ward.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, the onion anesthetic retreated and woke up.

The first reaction to wake up was to cry, crying, and frightened Xi Muqiao and Qiao Mu. How could they not be good? The child cried out, don’t want to, Mommy, Dad.

Joe Mu’s heart will be broken. “The chopped green onion, Mommy is here, not afraid of it.”

The small green onion flower is constantly struggling, receding in the hospital bed, the small body curled up in the corner, the shout of fear, the soft voice of the week has become hoarse, "ah... Mommy Mommy, hey, want Mommy, hey."