Young Master Xing's Pillow Wife

He ran up to Xing Kun and hugged his thigh coquettishly: "Dad, you are back, the car is too stuffy, I will come out to get some air, I am sitting obediently and not running around, you won't be angry, right? "

Xing Kun had nothing to do with him, he rubbed his head helplessly, and simply sat down on the bench where Mu Mu had sat just now.

Seeing that he was not angry, Mu Mu happily walked over with her short legs and sat beside Xing Kun, shaking her little feet happily.

Time passed by, like half a century, Xing Kun was sitting on a chair in the garden downstairs of the hospital, holding a cigarette between his bony fingers.

He raised his hand and put it in his mouth and took a small sip, then white smoke sprayed out from his mouth, surrounding Xing Kun.

Mu Mu, who was sitting by the side, couldn't help coughing, and gently pulled Xingkun's sleeve with her fleshy little hands, and said in a childish voice, "Dad, are things not going well with you at work?" ah?"

Xing Kun didn't answer, but raised his hand and took another big puff. The white smoke ring that he exhaled covered the man's deep face, so that Mu Mu couldn't see what Xing Kun's expression was like.

Seeing that Xing Kun didn't pay attention to him, Mu Mu didn't bother herself, sat obediently on the side, rubbed her stomach, and whispered, "Dad, I'm a little hungry..."

After hearing this sentence, Xing Kun finally raised his eyes and set his eyes on Mu Mu's aggrieved face.

As if his heart had been slammed by something, he slowly threw the remaining half of the cigarette in his hand on the ground casually, and raised his foot to stamp out the dark red light.

He looked at Mu Mu quietly, as if he saw another figure from him.

The slender hand took out the mobile phone from the pocket of the suit, and quickly dialed a number. Before the person on the other side could speak, Xing Kun had already started to give orders, and whispered a sentence from his thin lips, "Buy some Come eat."

He spoke quickly, hung up the phone, turned the hand holding the phone lightly, and the phone fell into his pocket.

Mu Mu raised her head, her eyes filled with the innocence that a child should have. He took Xing Kun's hand and grinned at him.

That smile seemed to have some kind of magical power, Xing Kun was slightly startled, looked at that smile but didn't say a word.

Qin Shen took the lunch box to Xing Kun's side quickly, Xing Kun took it, opened the lid, and a strong fragrance began to spread around.

Mumu sniffed, swallowed like a greedy cat, and was about to take it from Xing Kun, but Xing Kun insisted on feeding him herself.

He picked up a spoon to scoop up a spoonful of porridge, put it near his mouth and blew it, and then handed it to Mu Mu's mouth. At this moment, there was unprecedented tenderness in his eyes.

Mu Mu didn't refuse, she opened her mouth and drank the porridge in one gulp.

A bowl of porridge bottomed out quickly, and Xing Kun threw the lunch box into the trash can and sat aside again, his eyes scattered somewhere casually, and he lowered his head slightly, not knowing what he was thinking about.

"President, do you want me to buy some more for your stomach?" Qin Shen who was at the side asked cautiously, raising his eyes to observe Xing Kun's facial expression carefully.

"No need." Xing Kun pursed his dry thin lips, the tenderness in his eyes had long since disappeared, and some remained indifferent.

Qin Shen agreed, and was about to say something when Xing Kun beside him interrupted him.

He raised his chin slightly, looked at the person in front of him with dim eyes, and said softly, "How many hours has it been since I came here?"

Qin Shen was taken aback for a moment, not quite understanding why Xing Kun asked this question, but thought for a while before replying, "Five hours."

Not knowing what to think of, Xing Kun lowered his head again, and slowly thought of Lin Luo's small face in his mind, and the corners of his lips curled up unconsciously.

Five hours... She should have finished the operation.

Standing up slowly, he raised his foot and took a few steps forward, then paused, then stepped back, glanced back at Qin Shen, and coughed slightly.

Having stayed by Xing Kun's side for so many years, how could it be possible that Qin Shen didn't know what Xing Kun wanted to express. He walked forward slowly, bent down beside Xing Kun, and said in a very respectful tone, "President, if you have something to do, just ask."

After waiting for a long time for Xing Kun to say a word, Qin Shen felt a little puzzled. Just as he was about to ask again, Xing Kun pursed his thin lips and said softly, "Go and see Lin Luo for me. What's the matter?" Tell me in a moment."

Qin Shen was taken aback for a moment, then nodded at Xing Kun after realizing it, and strode away.

Xing Kun looked at Qin Shen's figure when he left, and then slowly lowered his head until the figure gradually disappeared from his sight.

The heart on the chest seemed to be pinched severely at this moment, making Xing Kun a little out of breath for a moment.

His hands were slightly braided into a fist, and finally he was desperately suppressing it before slowly releasing it.

I don't know if it was a hallucination, but he subconsciously told him that this operation would not be so easy to succeed.

And the right eyelid was also beating non-stop at this time, every time it seemed to be knocking on the tip of Xing Kun's heart, it was extraordinarily heavy.

"Father... are you alright?" Mu Mu stepped forward and grabbed Xing Kun's sleeve, her immature voice wafting softly in his ears.

Xing Kun only felt that his heart was about to melt. He slowly raised his hand, and gently rubbed Mu Mu's head a few times with his big warm hand, comforting him, "Dad is fine."

Half an hour ago.

"Mr. Gu." Gu Yiming, whose name was suddenly called, turned around slowly, and saw the little nurse in white walking towards him step by step.

"Your body has not fully recovered yet, so now you need to do some rehabilitation exercises." The little nurse stood beside Gu Yiming, her face was slightly red, and she lowered her head slightly, not daring to look directly at the man in front of her.

Gu Yiming didn't speak, just pursed his thin lips lightly, and looked back at Lin Luo in the operating room, his heart was complicated.

The hand on the side couldn't help pinching the corner of the clothes, as if he had made a big decision, he nodded slightly, hummed, and followed the little nurse out of the operating room.

When Qin Shen arrived in the operating room, there was no one around, and the empty corridor seemed particularly crowded.

He slowly raised his head, looked at the three words that were still undergoing surgery with the red light on, and sighed slightly.

It stands to reason that the operation can be completed in five hours, but now...

The timing was too coincidental, at the moment when Qin Shen was in a daze, the door of the operating room opened suddenly, and the doctor who came out was still wearing the pair of blood-stained gloves, which looked particularly shocking under the light.

"Who is Lin Luo's family in operating room No. [-]?" The doctor yelled loudly, pulling Qin Shen back from his thoughts.

"I am, may I ask what happened?" Qin Shen ran to the doctor, seeing that the lights in the operating room were still on, his throat seemed to be blocked by cotton for a moment.