Mrs. Lu, do you want me to give you my life?

The construction site in the suburbs was half built, and there were already dozens of floors standing there. The scaffolding was already rusted, and it looked like an unfinished building.

The heavy rain made the road at the entrance of the construction site muddy, and the car drove by without any brakes, bringing up muddy water half a meter high.

The car came to a sudden stop in front of the building, and Lu Jinchuan got out of the driver's seat, and the muddy water covered his ankles in an instant.

He didn't even look at it, and ran straight to the second floor.

There were messy footprints on the ground, and when they went up to the second floor, Lu Jinchuan saw the box that took her away at a glance.

He froze in place for a moment before reacting.

She was still wearing the set of pajamas he put on her last night, curled up quietly in the box, with her head on one side and her face covered by her hair.

If it wasn't for the slight ups and downs of his chest, he would have looked as if he had fallen asleep.

Lu Jinchuan knelt on the ground and carefully carried her out of the box.

There was a faint bruise in her pale face, and her body was not warm at all. His trembling hand moved to her nose.

no, no breath...

In an instant, his body seemed to lose consciousness, and all bodily functions disappeared, leaving only boundless fear and despair.

A few seconds later, Lu Jinchuan finally took a breath trembling, and the intense pain swept over him, almost tearing him apart.

He lowered his head, put his forehead against hers, and kissed her eyes, cheeks, lips inch by inch...

The voice squeezed out of the dry throat is no longer clear, like the last call for help of a dying person.

"Don't go, please, don't go..."

Hot tears fell on her face, and then slid down her cheeks, but they couldn't bring her any warmth.

Lu Jinchuan took off his coat and wrapped her inside, hugging her tightly into his arms, as if he wanted to crush her into his body.

His head was buried on her neck, his body shook, and his body trembled violently.

Zhou Xin looked at it from the side, his face moved, and he turned his face away and wiped the corners of his eyes.

Xing Yuan ran up from downstairs, "Old..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Zhou Xin shook his head at him. Xing Yuan immediately understood the compassionate expression, gritted his teeth and punched the wall hard.

A few seconds later, Lu Jinchuan suddenly raised his head, and pressed his hand to the pulse of her neck with disbelief.

Shouted sharply: "Zhou Xin! Go and drive!"

After speaking, he picked her up and went downstairs quickly.

At eight o'clock in the morning rush hour, Xing Yuan drove past the emergency lane.

Lu Jinchuan lowered his eyes and looked deeply at the person in his arms, as if he wanted to carve her into his bones.

The hand pressed against her neck never moved, as if she was afraid that if she left, the weak pulse under her palm would stop beating. Only through this touch could she be sure that she was still alive.

For now, he hasn't lost her.

"Hurry up." Lu Jinchuan said in a deep voice.

He lowered his head to kiss her forehead again, and coaxed in a low voice: "Hold on a little longer, hold on for me a little longer, and I will listen to you in everything from now on, okay?"

On an October day, the corners of Xing Yuan's forehead were covered with beads of sweat, and he had already stepped on the gas pedal to the bottom.

Zhou Xin had already contacted the nearest hospital on the way, and doctors and nurses were already waiting at the door.

Lu Jinchuan carried Ying Xia out of the car and put her on the ambulance bed.

The doctor immediately checked the pulse and opened his eyelids to check.

"The patient is unconscious, with cyanotic skin and mucous membranes, dilated pupils, low body temperature, shallow and irregular breathing..."

"How much blood pressure"

"Low blood pressure, 50mmhg-70mmhg."

"The initial judgment is ether poisoning."

"Open her mouth, there should be secretions..."

……

Lu Jinchuan followed behind like a walking corpse, watched her being sent to the emergency room, and immediately slid along the wall and sat on the ground.

"Mr. Lu." Zhou Xin stood aside and called out.

Lu Jinchuan didn't seem to hear, and stared blankly at the ground.

Xing Yuan squatted down beside Lu Jinchuan, "Boss, don't worry, we also use ether, and nothing happened."

After saying this, Xing Yuan himself has no idea.

Ether is commonly used for anesthesia. If the veil is applied to the patient for about ten seconds, the person will lose consciousness. The other party is obviously a novice, and the dosage is not in place, and the dosage is too much.

Xing Yuan knew that too much of this thing would kill people.

Lu Jinchuan put one hand on his propped knee, and closed his eyes weakly.

From the unfinished building to the hospital, I thought he had experienced the longest half hour in the world, but every second she was in the emergency room seemed to be stretched into a year.

He didn't understand why fate was so unfair and made him experience such piercing pain.

He lowered his head and thought for a while, the reason is definitely not because of her, probably he can only be said that he is not a good person.

Thinking of this, Lu Jinchuan instantly felt relieved, and suddenly smiled.

It's okay, she's afraid of the dark, at worst he'll just go with her.