The president's domineering pet: May you love you forever

The twilight is getting thicker, and the night in Seattle is not as hustle and bustle as the North City, but it is just as radiant.

When Gu Yanti woke up, it was such a scene outside the window, and what caught her eyes was a snow-white ceiling, she knew this was a hospital.

The warmth in the palm of her hand penetrated into her heart like a hot spring, which seemed to be able to cover up the faint pain in her abdomen.

"Honey, are you awake?"

The gentle and deep voice reached her eardrums, Gu Yanti turned her face sideways, with a faint smile on her lips, she looked at Song Jingchen, the smile slowly faded away.

"You..." Gu Yanti originally wanted to say "Why do you look so tired", but she couldn't pronounce the word "you" in full, and the rest of the words were all stuck in her throat.

Song Jingchen put two fingers lightly on Gu Yan's pink lips, looked at her softly, "You just woke up, don't talk yet."

Gu Yanti could only blink her eyes lightly, expressing that she listened to him.

Song Jingchen pursed his lips in satisfaction, "Do you want some water? I'll pour it over."

This time Gu Yanti let out a soft guttural sound: "En."

But seeing Song Jingchen walk away from the hospital bed, Gu Yanti became anxious all of a sudden, tears overflowed from her eyes, and then fell down.

Song Jingchen saw Gu Yanti like this when he turned his head, his heart tightened suddenly, he turned around and walked to the bed, took Gu Yanti's hand and clenched it tightly, "Baby, what's the matter?"

However, Gu Yanti couldn't bear the soreness of her nose, and her tears flowed even more violently.

Song Jingchen wiped those tears away bit by bit with his hands free, and at the same time said: "Yan'er doesn't cry, tell me, what's wrong? Is your stomach hurting again?"

Gu Yanti just shook her head, she really wanted to tell Song Jingchen not to leave her, but she, who was already red-eyed, couldn't say it.

Song Jingchen had no choice but to ring the call bell at the nurse's station, then sat down and continued to accompany her.

Not long after, the doctors and nurses came together. After they checked Gu Yanti, they said that there was nothing wrong, but maybe they were not in a good mood, so they were easily agitated.

Only then did Song Jingchen heave a sigh of relief, and he understood why Gu Yanti had the same reaction as before.

He gave Gu Yanti a doting smile helplessly, "I just went to the side room to pour water, I didn't intend to go out."

Afterwards, he asked the nurse to pour a glass of water, and after drinking some water for Gu Yanti, he also sat on the edge of the bed, hugged her and sat in his arms.

The doctors and nurses had already left, and the ward was quiet again. For Song Jingchen, the real peace of mind came at this moment.

In the afternoon, he originally planned to go back to the company directly after socializing, but because he wanted to go back and see her, he took a detour back to the villa.

But what did he see!She lay dying in a pool of blood!

Everything happened so unexpectedly that he was caught off guard again. He lost his ability to think immediately and had no time to think about the reason for the incident. There was only one thought in his mind: Never let something happen to her!

When he arrived at the hospital, after some treatment, he was told by the doctor that it was only caused by physical influence, so he was relieved.

But problems also followed. I had never heard Yan'er say that she had physical pain before. Although it was possible that she didn't mention it to him because of her shyness, it was impossible for him to be unaware of such a serious situation, unless The situation came later.

Such speculation made Song Jingchen gasp, could these changes of Yan'er have something to do with what happened back then?

The doctor was unable to diagnose Yan'er's previous physical condition for the time being, but he had been told clearly that Yan'er had a cold palace, and the direct impact was that it was difficult for her to have a child of her own.