The petite little wife: don't misunderstand the proud president

When she chose to have a normal operation instead of a painless one, Lan Xinhui had a premonition that she would have to endure huge pain.

However, she couldn't imagine at that time that the pain was so sharp.

That was the most painful pain she had endured in her lifetime, and every pain seemed to tear her apart alive.

Every time the sharp pain hit, her hands tightly grasped the side rails of the operating table, making her fingers stiff and painful.

To prevent herself from yelling or groaning, she bit her lips tightly. Gradually, the skin of her lips was bitten, and the salty blood lingered between her lips and teeth, which was the sad taste of suffering alone in pain.

The cold sweat from the pain soaked her hair and clothes, making her feel chills.

Pain, unbearable pain; pain, pain that cannot be described in words; pain, pain that is getting more and more painful...

It was only then that Lan Xinhui realized that the pain could reach such a level!

It's heartbreaking, maybe it's just this kind of pain?

Capital punishment in the world is nothing more than that, right?

It turned out that the pain of separation of flesh and blood is such a pain.

It turns out that the pain of separation from flesh and blood is much more painful than the separation of lovers.

That's why she chose a general surgery: she wanted to feel the pain of losing her child; she wanted it to be more painful than losing a child or losing a lover; she wanted to use this pain to cover up the loss she had suffered before. Lover's pain.

So, did she do it?She doesn't know it herself.

I don't know if it was due to enduring the extremely sharp pain for too long, she felt that her nerves seemed to be numb, and her consciousness seemed to gradually become blurred.

In the operating room, the originally orderly rhythm of the operation was suddenly disrupted, the amount of bleeding was getting bigger and bigger, and the bleeding could not be stopped.Lan Xinhui's blood pressure dropped sharply!

Sure enough, there was a coagulation disorder, and the doctor's expression became serious: there really was a hemorrhage!

The nurses became even busier, and it seemed that more doctors had been invited in... This was Lan Xinhui's last vague consciousness...

Dynasty International.In Wang Zichen's office.

Wang Zichen paced anxiously, seeing An Ji coming in, he immediately stopped, looked over, and eagerly signaled him to speak quickly with his eyes.

"Those were routine examinations before the operation." An Jihui reported: "Judging from the results of her examination, her condition is not optimistic."

Wang Zichen frowned: "What do you mean the situation is not optimistic?"

An Ji said in a heavy tone: "That is to say, something may happen during the operation..."

Before An Ji finished speaking, Wang Zichen turned around suddenly, strode to the desk, grabbed the mobile phone on the desk, and turned to pick up the car keys.

An Ji hurriedly asked: "Are you going out? The meeting will be held in ten minutes..."

"I'll go over and have a look..." Wang Zichen picked up his coat and put it on as he walked: "Let Ouzi hold the meeting instead of me, and postpone or cancel all my schedule today."

After leaving the office, he ran involuntarily and rushed straight into the elevator.After exiting the elevator, he ran to the parking lot, right next to the car.

Panting, he opened the car door and went in. When he inserted the key, he couldn't insert it several times. Only then did he realize that his hands were shaking badly.

He took a deep breath, collected himself, and inserted the key twice more before inserting the key.

After starting the car, he drove the car out of the parking space and almost hit the car next to him. Fortunately, his car's braking performance was good, so he escaped narrowly.

He gasped for breath, took as deep a breath as he could, and tried his best to calm his violent heartbeat, but with little effect.

"Why am I so nervous, so scared?" he asked himself, but he couldn't answer it himself.