The Pillow of the Bad President

Chapter 593, he won't die

She froze in place, unable to cry or laugh, only her rapidly dilated pupils looked like they were about to pop out, and the whites of her eyes were full of slender, winding red bloodshots, so red that it seemed like they could bleed. .

Lin Wan Bai was still wearing the wedding dress that he hadn't had time to change out, his hair was disheveled at this time, under the setting sun, when he went to grab Lu Jingxue's throat, he tore it, the white wedding dress was already stained with a lot of blood, it looked particularly shocking, The people in the blocked vehicle poked their heads out to look at her, and everyone sighed at the distraught look.

No, not possible!

How can it be?

Lin Wan Bai couldn't believe it, the two of them were lying on the bed secretly last night, sleeping in each other's embrace through the buns, today is their wedding!

In the morning, she was wearing a white wedding dress and sitting on the wedding bed, when she heard Zheng Chuyu rushing up the stairs and shouting "Come here", she leaned over and looked out the window. Land Rover step down...

In the church, she also wore a white wedding dress and held the hands of the two fathers, walking towards him step by step on the red carpet. They promised each other in front of the priest that they would be each other's husband and wife. Witnessed by many relatives, friends and guests With one voice, I made a vow for the rest of my life, to be healthy and healthy, to be safe and smooth, never to leave, forever and ever...

Three hours ago, they were still talking tenderly in the hotel room, his jealousy and domineering, and they were still discussing how to deal with the bridal chamber at night, the temperature of his kiss on the center of her eyebrows seemed to be still warm. Now, how does this make her believe?

The police could deal with such casualties every hour, so they could only express deep regret and sigh, and after nodding to Qin Sinian, they turned and left.

Behind her, Sang Xiaoyu stretched out her hand in a panic and shouted, "Xiaobai—"

private hospital.

The director of the obstetrics and gynecology department in a white coat took off the medical devices on his ears, straightened up with a blood pressure monitor, and said, "Don't worry, the pregnant women and fetuses are fine. It's just that the emotions are stimulated and the heart is too excited. It will cause a temporary lack of blood supply and lead to fainting, after waking up from the bottle, go home and take a good rest and you will be fine!"

The obstetrician and gynecologist didn't say too much, looking at Lin Wan Bai who was lying on the hospital bed with a pale face, he could only sigh in his heart. Losing her husband on the wedding day, no matter who it was on, probably couldn't accept this fact.

There were quite a few people around the ward at this time, and everyone who arrived at the scene of the incident was there, and the wedding banquet had to be canceled if no newcomers showed up, and what happened to Huo Chang Yuan naturally couldn't be kept from the elders of the Huo Lu family.

The rest of the people are temporarily staying to deal with other matters. Lu Xuelin and Huo Zhen are in the hospital.

Lu Xuelin was relatively alright. Huo Zhen passed away on the spot when he heard the news. He woke up after being pinched by someone who had done first aid work on the spot. He rushed to the hospital from the police station. There is a needle tube, and an infusion stand is hanging beside it.

At this time, when they heard that Lin Wan Bai and the child were fine, everyone felt a little rejoicing in their grief.

If she has any troubles, then they really don't know how to deal with it...

Glancing at Lin Wan Bai who was still in a coma, he motioned, leaving his best friend Sang Xiaoyu with him, and everyone else temporarily went to the hall outside to talk.

Lu Xuelin held Huo Zhen's hand tremblingly, "Brother Huo, you...sorry!"

"Brother Lu..." Huo Zhen's wrinkles trembled.

Lu Xuelin was annoyed and blamed himself, and felt extremely sad. After all, the person who left now was none other than the young man he was optimistic about and his son-in-law. He said in a bitter voice, "Blame me, Jingxue is my daughter, my teacher I am ashamed that Nu Wufang harmed Chang Yuan! After Wan Bai woke up, I didn't know how to face her!"

Huo Zhen shook his head. Although he was heartbroken, he couldn't tell the difference between right and wrong, "Brother Lu, don't feel too guilty, I know how you feel, and I can't blame you for this matter. Yuan—he is still so young, just married, and still has such a long way to go in life! I sat at the wedding banquet, waiting for them to toast table by table, waiting for him to bring the newlyweds to shout together I say daddy!"

Huo Zhen choked up and cried out the last word.

Only the person involved knows how painful it is for a white-haired person to send a black-haired person, let alone that person is his own son...

Zheng Chuyu cried with tears streaming down his face, "Whoa, Brother Zhang Yuan, how could he... He and Xiao Bai had such a happy wedding during the day, how could he just die like this! What will Xiao Bai do, let Doudou What to do with the child in my stomach, Jiangnan, I'm so sad!"

Li Jiangnan had the same sad expression as her, so he could only hug her in his arms to comfort her.

Qin Sinian raised his hand and slammed it on the wall fiercely. He has been a good friend for many years, and he couldn't accept this fact.

There was silence in the ward, everyone was in grief, unable to breathe due to heartache, and some were just unbearable sobbing.

No matter how sad he was, he had to accept and face this fact. Huo Zhen stood up, shook his head, his temples became more white, supported by his second son Xiao Yunzheng, and said hoarsely and weakly, "It's about the funeral. , I will ask someone to arrange it, even if I can’t even find a corpse, I still have to erect a monument!”

It is impossible to put the funeral on hold, and the happy event turned into a funeral. Even if Huo Zhen felt that his body could no longer support him, he still had to support his son.

Huo Zhen sighed, but he didn't raise his hand when he wanted to raise it, "It's the custom in Bingcheng to watch the night for three days and then go to the funeral..."

After hearing this, everyone lowered their heads silently.

"Huo Chang Yuan is not dead!"

Suddenly, a hoarse female voice suddenly sounded.

Wen Sheng looked over, and saw that Lin Wan Bai who was lying on the hospital bed woke up at some point, the blood-stained wedding dress had already been changed, and she was wearing a hospital gown, although it was a bit loose, but with her hands on her back, she could see To the outline of a slightly bulging stomach.

Supported by Sang Xiaoyu, he stood by the door frame, with stubborn stubbornness in his pale face and eyes, "Dad, he's not dead!"

"Xiaobai..." Zheng Chuyu murmured choked up.

Lin Wan Bai glanced over the faces of everyone who was looking at him, straightened her back, swallowed her saliva, her bloodshot eyes were surprisingly bright, her tone was so firm, she repeated, "Huo Chang Yuan, he Not dead, he won't die!"

The door of the ward was suddenly pushed open.

He didn't see anyone coming in, so he looked down, only to see a small figure running in from the outside, running directly to Lin Wan Bai who was standing on the door frame inside, and shouted timidly in a soft and sticky voice, "Mom..."

Lin Wan Bai leaned over and hugged the little bun.

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