Husband, don't play by the rules

As soon as Gu Xiaoxi got into the car, he felt severe pain, and his legs went limp and he couldn't get up.

He squatted down with his hands covered.

It was only then that Song Yihe noticed that Gu Xiaoxi's face was as pale as paper, the lips that were lightly painted with lipstick couldn't even see the color, and the two eyes were really black like a giant panda.

"what happened?"

Song Yihe asked her softly in a gentle and deep voice.

She was so angry that she didn't say anything. She wanted to cheer up and stand up, but she just couldn't stand up.

Her legs were shaking limply under the torment of pain, and she tried to climb the car door with her hands, but failed.

Song Yihe realized that she must be sick.

Sweat dripped from his forehead like beans.

He knew that her bad temper was coming, so he didn't ask, and he didn't necessarily tell her.

Stretching out the two long arms vigorously, the body came together and got on the car seat.

Finally got on my dear car, Gu Xiaoxi closed her eyes in pain.

"Go to the hospital."

Song Yihe quickly came to the back row of the car, took her delicate and small, and nestled her in his arms.

"What's wrong? Where does it hurt?"

Gu Xiaoxi had difficulty breathing due to the pain, and it was really difficult to speak.

Song Yihe was a little anxious in his heart, how could it be like this all of a sudden.

He rarely panicked and asked gently: "Xiaoxi, tell me, what's wrong? You will panic me to death."

Gu Xiaoxi tried his best to say: "My stomach hurts, it's fine, don't worry."

It could be heard that she was exhausting all her strength, and the last two characters fluttered like silk, frail like silk, almost breaking.

"It's okay, hold on, and you'll be fine in a while. You can't have an accident, Xiaoxi, you'll scare me."

Song Yihe fiddled with his sweat-drenched hair.

Looking at her struggling with her eyes closed tightly, he said, "Hurry up, go to the hospital."

He touched Gu Xiaoxi's forehead with his head, really wanting to relieve her pain a little.

The hospital finally arrived.

Before the car stopped, Song Yihe jumped down and hugged Gu Xiaoxi.

The painful Gu Xiaoxi was a little dizzy.

She heard a familiar voice say: "President, I'll go on my back, the elevator may stop at night."

"No, I'll come, emergency room at night."

She only felt that she was climbing on a broad shoulder, and the familiar breath made her somewhat relieved.

She herself didn't know why it hurt so much.

I found that this kind of pain has replaced another kind of pain, but my heart has no pain, so I can't think about it.

As soon as Song Yihe entered the emergency room with Gu Xiaoxi on his back, the doctor on duty was a little surprised. Seeing this man's extraordinary bearing, he walked over cautiously.

"Doctor, the patient has a stomachache."

A female doctor looked at Song Yihe with a surprised expression. Under the doctor's attention, Song Yihe gently put Gu Xiaoxi on a small bed.

He bent down and gently took off Gu Xiaoxi's pair of stiletto shoes, for fear that the heavy hands would increase her pain.

His gentle care, that commanding sharp expression, and the trust in the doctor in his tone made the doctor nervously and orderly start his hands and ask questions.

All the questions were probably beyond the doctor's expectation, and the doctor patiently pressed and tapped gently with his hands.

Everywhere Gu Xiaoxi moved, it hurt everywhere, and the sweat on his head was pouring down.

Song Yihe gently probed her with his handkerchief, and asked anxiously: "Doctor, what's going on?"

The doctor didn't say anything, just said: "I'll write the bill first, you go and pay the fee, and we'll see the test results later."