"Give her an operation immediately. I want you to ensure that she is healthy." Du Jiechen took a deep breath and said to the white coat in his usual tough tone, with a tone that said he could not refuse. He had to.
She is intact and healthy. As for the children, they will have them in the future. As for the children, it can only be said that they are not destined. But she must live well in front of him and let him feel her presence, her breathing, and her presence all the time.
heartbeat.
Peter took the order and began to make arrangements for the operation. A second before he closed the door, Du Chaochen spoke again, and his tone was no longer as tough as before: "I don't want her to know about this, please think of a way.
"
The white coat nodded as an answer, closed the door, and separated the sight of the inside and outside of the room.
"Is there any cigarette?" Du Jiaochen asked.
Su Li took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it over, wanting to comfort him, but found that he didn't know how to speak. After all, only he knew the extent of his pain best, so all he could do was light a cigarette for him and speak silently.
Smoking, one after another, one after another, in deep silence amidst the smoke, not saying a word.
When Qingge woke up, she felt weak all over, and there was some slight pain in her lower abdomen. Her head was dizzy. She always felt that she had slept for a long time. When she opened her eyes, she saw Du Yao standing in front of the window.
Chen, his back was turned to her, with a strong sense of loneliness flowing out of him. When he heard the sound of her waking up, he turned his head and looked at her steadily.
When their eyes met, she always felt that there were too many things in his eyes, including self-blame, helplessness, worry and affection, and he had always been a very clean person, but now his face looked a little slovenly, and there were a lot of protrusions on his chin.
A small stubble. She didn't know what caused him to have such a complicated expression, but she was sure of one thing. The sadness between his eyebrows was obvious. Why did he have such an expression?
He walked in and stopped beside her bed: "Are you awake?" he asked.
Qingge nodded, and when she looked at his face again, she found that there was no trace of the sadness she had just seen. There was no trace of it. It seemed like it was just an illusion of hers, or she was blinded. She once again
I tried to keep my eyes open, but still found nothing.
He put his hand on her forehead naturally, and then sat on the edge of the bed pretending to be relaxed: "The temperature is still a bit high. The doctor said she will be fine soon. Don't worry."
"What's wrong with me? Why do I feel like I've been sleeping for a long time?" Zinge looked at his side face and asked doubtfully.
"It's just a common cold. Maybe because of the high fever that won't go away, I slept for a few extra days. How do you feel now? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"
A common cold? It's really just a common cold. Then why does he look so tired and embarrassed? How many days has she slept? Oh my God, she can actually sleep for a few days with a small cold. Although her body has always been weak,
But is this too exaggerated, or is he hiding something from her? But there is no hint of panic in his face, could it really be just a cold?
Du Liaochen was looked at with Qingge's slightly suspicious eyes and felt uneasy, but on the surface he appeared much calmer.
"Are you hungry? You need to take a rest. I'll go see if the servant has cooked the soup?" His warm tone struck her, and Qingge's head felt dizzy again. She obediently leaned against him to help her.
The head of the bed was raised. It wasn't until one of Du Yuochen's feet had stepped out of the door that she suddenly sat up as if she had remembered something. Perhaps due to too much exertion, the pain below her abdomen struck again.
She covered her lower abdomen and said to Du Liaochen who was about to go out: "What did you do to him?"
Du Caochen froze, but did not look back. He didn't know who she was asking, but he still couldn't help asking? After all, he didn't have confidence in him! He smiled self-deprecatingly, without stopping too much or answering.
She asked, raised her steps and walked out.
Qingge leaned back weakly, leaned weakly on the cushion behind him, and closed his eyes. What should I do, Du Liaochen, I started to be reluctant to let you go, but you are always a cruel devil, and I can't bear to let you go, I really
I'm almost driving myself crazy, what should I do? What should I do?
Qingge was very surprised why after she fell ill, there would be a bowl of tonic soup on the table every day. According to the servants, it was a very nutritious tonic soup. She was the only one enjoying this "treatment". Just now
At first she could barely drink a few sips, but now she really can't drink anymore because it's too greasy, and she even feels nauseous. It's just that she has a cold, so this is too much, and she is not pregnant?
"Can I not drink this?" She looked at the greasy soup in the bowl and felt nauseated. She looked pitifully at the servant standing aside, hoping that she could survive.
"No". The servant shook his head repeatedly, indicating that he couldn't. He couldn't help but glance at Du Liaochen on the dining table, and then looked at Su Li in embarrassment. He found that the two people just lowered their heads and elegantly held the knives and forks in their hands.
, eating roasted foie gras. These two are really calm!
Seeing that begging her didn't seem to be working, Qingge reluctantly stirred the thick soup with a spoon, but refused to drink it. The spoon made a clanking sound when it rubbed against the ceramic.
"If you don't want to, don't drink it."
"Stop drinking."
Du Juanchen and William spoke at the same time, but their tone was completely different. William's tone was doting and gentle, unlike Du Juanchen's cold and scary tone. It seemed that he was in a bad mood during this period, with no smile and a gloomy face.
When he saw her, he acted as if he hadn't seen her. He was cold and indifferent, refusing to say a word to her. Although they were in a cold war, this cold and distant attitude still made Qingge feel a little uncomfortable.
Su Li told her that in fact, Du Yuochen had no intention of taking Cheng Qian's life at all. They had decided early on to hand Cheng Qian over to the law and let him stay in prison for the rest of his life, so that he would not come out to cause trouble to the world again. Then
One day, even if she didn't show up, stop him, or have such a quarrel, the police would have taken Cheng Qian away. But when she showed up, she misunderstood Du Yuochen. After she passed out, the police car also drove in and took her away.
Before Cheng.
Su Li said: "You misunderstood Chen. Some things are not just seen with the eyes, but also with the heart. Although Chen is ruthless, he is not cold-blooded, especially after meeting you. Can't you feel it?"
"Qingge was confused by what he said, and his ears were ringing.
Su Li continued: "He could have killed Cheng Qian himself to avenge his parents, but at the last second, I saw him hesitate, and I guess the reason for his hesitation was because of you."
"We all feel that you are different and even important to him, so, Qingge, you are a smart woman, you should know what to do?" After he finished speaking, he ignored Qingge who continued to be in a daze.
, strode out of Zinge's room, there is only so much he can do for them, the rest is up to you. His hand was placed on his heart, does it seem to hurt?
Didn't she mean that she was very important to him? Why couldn't she feel it, especially now, when Du Yuochen looked at her coldly and expressionlessly, and her heart felt as painful as being stabbed by a knife.
"Chen, don't be so cruel to her. She is in good health and is still a patient." Seeing Du Caochen's indifferent expression, William immediately defended Qingge. How could Chen treat her like this? Didn't he know that she
Is her health not good? If he doesn't treat Qingge well, he swears that he will snatch her away. When she was sick, Chen Heli was so mysterious that he was not even allowed to go in for a visit. Every day, there was a sign at the door.
There are people guarding me. I really don’t know what they are doing.
He was dissatisfied with the secret that he was not allowed to know. He didn't expect that after she recovered from her illness, Chen would treat her like this. It was clear that he didn't want her to suffer the slightest injustice.
Du Caochen snorted coldly and glared at the troubled William. Without looking at Qingge, who had his head lowered and didn't know what he was thinking, he stood up and walked towards the door.
Qingge knew that he was always angry with her and ignored her. She also wanted to find a chance to talk to him, but he never gave her a chance. His cold expression blocked what she wanted to say.
Shut her out.
She suddenly raised her head, mustered up her courage, and ran towards the door. Du Jiechen had already gone out. The door was thrown open by him forcefully, and the door swung open and closed. Qingge opened the door and faced Du Jiaochen.
He chased her in the same direction. She must talk to him today, and it seemed that she should apologize to him.
She ran around the Ferrari sports car. Du Caochen had already jumped up, sat down handsomely on the driver's seat and started to start the car. As if he was deliberately ignoring Qingge, he slapped the window vigorously outside the car and slowly rolled the car.
When you go up to the car window, you still inevitably hear Qingge shouting over and over again: "Du Caochen, Du Caochen, come down, Du Caochen, I want to talk to you, Du Caochen, Du Caochen..."
She yelled and slapped the surroundings of the car, looking at Du Liaochen anxiously.
Du Qingchen was sitting in the car, looking out the window as if Qingge's little body contained huge energy, running back and forth and patting his car, opening and closing his lips, trying his best to ask him to open the window and get off.
His heart trembled a little, but he still resisted the unbearable feeling in his heart, started the car, accelerated slowly, and rushed out.
"Du Caochen, don't go." She chased his accelerating car without giving up. After running a few steps, she was knocked down by his car and fell behind the car as it drove away.
"Du Liaochen." She fell to the ground, her palms were all warm, and her knees were red and swollen as they hit the hard marble slab. "He didn't listen to my apology and would never pay attention to me again." She cried into tears.
, hugging William who chased her out, crying bitterly: "He will not forgive me!"
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