"You only have Gu Nanshu in your eyes!"

Song Yinan slammed the door of the ward, leaving Fu Shengyuan clean.

Fu Shengyuan's slender fingers were still stroking the familiar head portrait, and the next second, he snapped the phone backwards on the bedside.

……

St. Andrews Hotel, Eighth Floor Suite.

Xie Hui hurried over after answering Lu Jingchen's call. At that time, the door was closed tightly, and there was no sound from inside.

Xie Hui pressed the doorbell three times but there was no response, his heart tightened, he called the front desk in a panic, and swiped the door of the suite with the spare room card.

Lu Jingchen collapsed on the edge of the sofa, the black shirt on his body was so tight that nothing abnormal could be seen, but the smoky gray suit jacket and trousers had already been smudged with blood, and the dark red marks were particularly eye-catching, which was very eye-catching. It was shocking to see.

"Mr. Lu, this is..." The girl at the front desk was startled.

Xie Hui looked back, glared at the two bodyguards behind him, and reprimanded in a low voice: "What are you doing in a daze?! Call the hospital, the knife must have been split!"

"Yes!" The bodyguard standing at the door agreed.

"President, President?" Xie Hui hurried to Lu Jingchen's side, called him several times but there was no response, he stretched out his hand to touch his forehead and found that it was surprisingly hot.

Lu Jingchen had a stomach operation half a month ago. He quarreled with Gu Nanshu two days after he was discharged from the hospital. He drank a lot of alcohol, and then the wound became inflamed and festered. He went to the hospital to prescribe medicine for several days before he gradually Anti-inflammatory.

After the news of Gu Nanshu's "falling into the sea" came out the day before yesterday, Lu Jingchen soaked in the near-zero seawater in Xiaobeihai for a full twelve hours...

It is not difficult to imagine what kind of state his knife edge is now.

This is a small town, located in a remote place, half an hour later, the ambulance arrived in a hurry.

When the nurse carried Lu Jingchen onto the stretcher, Lu Jingchen suddenly grabbed her sleeve.

Seeing his thin lips moving, the nurse quickly turned her ear to his lips to listen, but it was too vague to understand anything.

"What is he talking about?" The nurse stood up straight, turned around and shouted thank you.

Xie Hui hurried over.

Lu Jingchen's originally closed eyes suddenly opened, his chestnut pupils were deep and far away, his long arms stretched out, and grabbed Xie Hui's arm, "Ashu...call Ashu back. I don't want to separate, don't want a divorce. "

Xie Hui took a deep breath.

I thought that the president's trip to England was to reconcile with his wife.

separate?divorce?
He couldn't imagine what his wife had said to the president.

Before Xie Hui had time to answer, Lu Jingchen pulled his arm loose, and it fell on the side of the stretcher, and his deep eyes lost their expression in an instant.

"The patient is bleeding too much and is in shock!" A Chinese nurse yelled, pinching Lu Jingchen's people, and urging everyone to rush to the hospital.

Xie Hui's nerves were tense, and he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest. While arranging first aid, he called the nearby hospital to find the best doctor, and planned to operate on Lu Jingchen again.

……

University of St Andrews.

Gu Nanshu and Lin Yan went to the school cafeteria to eat a few more bites of breakfast, bought local specialty fruit and vegetable drinks, and walked on the boulevard in the school.

It was clearly a clear sky, but Gu Nanshu felt that the air pressure was extremely low, her heart was beating continuously, and her heart rate was getting faster and faster.

"Ashu, what's the matter with you?" Lin Yan frowned when she saw that her expression was not good.

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