Billionaire's Favorite: The President's Handy Little Sweet Wife

They firmly believe that the dead cannot be brought back to life.

Staying here is just to wait for Mr. Shen and the others to come out and announce the result after their failed attempts.

Weiwei was held in Chu Linchen's arms, with his small head pillowed in the hollow of his neck.

His voice was hoarse, "Dad, Mommy...will she come back to life?"

Chu Linchen's eyes hurt.

Holding the child and walking to a secluded place outside the crowd, the generous palm gently patted the child's weak back.

His magnetic deep voice sounds weaker and helpless than ever:

"Son, I'm sorry, I didn't know..."

He didn't know if Qin Shu could come back to life.

All he knew was that he couldn't lose her again!

On the night when he thought she was killed by Yan Jing, he stared at the bustling night scene of the capital, but felt the loneliness of being alone in the world, as if his soul was gone.

At that moment, he clearly realized that if there was no Qin Shu in the world, then Chu Linchen... would no longer exist.

Therefore, she must not die!

Chu Linchen took his son and waited outside the door for news from inside.

During this period, the people from the National Hospital who were guarding the door like him left one after another, coming and going.

How long has it been?He didn't realize it.

Wei Wei also looked eagerly at the closed door, and had already silently recited countless times in his heart: Mommy must live!Weiwei needs Mommy!

finally--

There is movement.

The moment the door opened, Chu Linchen's body leaning against the wall straightened immediately, not even paying attention to Weiwei, he squeezed away all the people along the way, and rushed to the door.

Pressing the big palm on the door frame, staring at the person who opened the door with bloodshot eyes, "How is she?!"

Qi Yu saw him as soon as he opened the door, and his opinion of him was still on "the perpetrator who killed Yuan Luoli", so his attitude was naturally not much better.

Frowning, he turned his eyes away to ignore him, looked at the colleagues from the National Hospital on the other side, and said, "Old Xu, go and buy us three meals."

The academician called Lao Xu felt strange when he heard his request.

Immediately stepped forward, and curiously stretched his neck to look in: "What's the situation now? You really saved people?"

"...It's hard to say." Qi Yu gave an ambiguous answer with a strange expression on his face.

Not wanting to talk about this matter, he urged: "Hurry up and buy us food, Mr. Shen is almost starving. Remember, he wants a double serving of rice!"

Chu Linchen, who was ignored by the side, looked gloomy, and couldn't help but aggravate his tone and asked, "What's the matter with her?!"

He exudes a cold aura, as if if Qi Yu doesn't explain well, he will forcefully rush in the next second.

Unfortunately, Qi Yu really didn't want to talk to him.

He snorted impatiently, "Mr. Chu, why don't you leave? Vice President Yuan is dead or alive, we have to worry about it, why do you, an outsider, care so much?"

Chu Linchen immediately wanted to punch him flat, step him on the ground, and announce to him: I am the man of your vice president!

but!

Before Qin Shu's situation was known, he didn't want to expose her hidden identity.

These words can only be held back.

But he also didn't want to pay attention to Qi Yu, his eyes sank, and he wanted to break in directly.

"Hey! You're not allowed in—"

Qi Yu was startled and angry, and hurriedly stopped him.

Behind him, Shen Mu came out of the operating room, holding the surgical cap he had just taken off in one hand, and sighed, "Qi Yu, let him in."

"Mr. Shen?!" Qi Yu turned around in surprise, with a puzzled face: "But he..."

"Let him come in." Shen Mu repeated again, and added: "By the way, there is still that child."

Although Qi Yu was reluctant, he had no choice but to step aside.