Mrs. Bo always runs away with her son

The bar was suddenly in a mess, the sound of various tables and chairs colliding, and the sound of wine bottles shattering made people's eardrums buzz.

Fang Jianning originally wanted to take advantage of the chaos and escape, but out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of someone in the crowd who got into trouble because of herself, so she still hesitated.

Fighting techniques have always been an elegant sport, not suitable for group fights.

The bar was already small and full of people, so Bo Siheng's fighting skills could not be used at all. The opponents were crowded with people, and most of them were people who could die after drinking. It was very difficult to deal with. He could only watch To deal with it, I got hit several times in a short while.

Fang Jianning hid in the corner and watched Bao Siheng being beaten several times. Blood had already oozed from his arms and back, staining the snow-white shirt red. Her heart ached for no reason, and even herself I don't even know why there is such an unspeakable feeling of anxiety.

Suddenly, a man appeared in sight, raised a stool high and was about to smash Bao Siheng on the back of the head.

"careful!"

Fang Jianning rushed up without even thinking, and kicked the man far away!

It was only then that the group of people came to their senses, it turned out that this seemingly soft and weak mute could not only speak, but also had good kung fu!After thinking about it, the men felt that they had been humiliated, and all fucked their dicks to move closer to Fang Jianing.

Seeing that Fang Jianing would help him, before Bao Siheng had time to be happy, he saw someone pull out a baseball bat from the corner, swinging it and was about to throw it at Fang Jianing.

"Jane Ning!"

With an exclamation, Bao Siheng didn't care too much, and rushed over to protect Fang Jianning in his arms. The next second, he was hit hard on the head, and a hand appeared behind him, and with a sudden push, Bo Siheng hugged Fang Jianning and fell to the ground, and the two hugged and rolled away.

The assailant may have been frightened by his own bravery. Seeing the two lying on the ground, he suddenly sobered up, let go of his hands and threw away the weapon, and yelled.

"Ah, I killed, killed!"

This yell woke up a few more people, and after looking at each other, the crowd broke out in greater panic.

"Killer, run away!"

The crowd rushed out towards the door, and the bar, which was crowded just now, suddenly became quiet.

Bao Siheng raised his head and looked at the person in his arms.

"Jianning, are you okay?"

The worry in the man's eyes was sincere, and Fang Jianing knew very well that his hand was always behind her head during the process.

"I'm fine." Fang Jianning, who survived the catastrophe, also softened his tone.

Bao Siheng showed a relaxed smile, "It's fine!"

But Fang Jianning's expression became complicated. She looked at him and whispered, "You... seem to have something to do."

"Really? Why don't I feel it?"

While speaking, Bao Siheng felt a sudden smell of rust in his mouth, he touched the corner of his mouth subconsciously, and it turned out to be bright red blood.

"This is... where does it hurt?"

His whole body was sore, and he couldn't quickly sense where the bleeding was.

Fang Jianning grabbed the man's hand and pressed it to his temple.

"here."

In the next second, Bao Siheng felt a sharp pain, and then his head began to dizzy, and then he spat out "Wow".

Fang Jianning was startled, and subconsciously reached out to hug the opponent's body, but was pushed away by Bao Siheng.

"Dirty, Jianning, don't..."

Fang Jianning ignored him, frowned slightly, and parted his hair from the sideburns, the red and swollen bun was very eye-catching.

"You appear to be badly injured."

"It's okay, the ambulance will be here soon..."

"Intracranial hemorrhage, must be rescued immediately!"

Now that the person has been sent to the medical staff, there should be nothing wrong, right?
Not wanting to cause more trouble to herself, Fang Jianning glanced at Bao Siheng on the stretcher indifferently, turned and left.

The medical staff pushed the trolley into the operating room, but the injured patient, who was clearly lifeless, suddenly stretched out his hand to hold the door tightly.

"Sir, what are you doing?"

"... Where is she?"

The weak man could barely keep his eyes open, but he muttered, "I want to see her... where is she..."

The medical staff looked at each other.

"Sir, your current condition is very serious and you must have an operation immediately!"

But the man acted as if he didn't hear him, and kept repeating a sentence: "Where is she, I want to see her..."

The doctor had no choice but to tell the truth, "Sir, are you talking about the lady who brought you here just now? She has already left, you should go for the operation first, life is more important!"

"She... she's gone?" The man's face turned even paler, but he didn't loosen his hand on the door: "You...you find her...get her back to me!"

"Sir, don't be joking, she has been gone for a while, where can we find it for you?"

"...No matter, I want to see her..."

"You can't even risk your life for a woman, can you?"

"I'm here!"

Suddenly, a slightly deep female voice came from the other end of the corridor. When everyone turned their heads, they saw a woman appearing in their sight.

"Jane Ning..."

The man forcefully opened his eyes, and murmured to the blurry figure in the distance.

Fang Jianning was stabbed severely by the scene in front of him, standing there hesitating, not knowing whether to step forward.

She herself didn't even know why she came back, she had already gone a long way, but her heart was inexplicably tugged, she walked around the hospital, and came back again by a strange coincidence.

"Jianning, Jianning..."

The man was still calling her, Fang Jianning stepped forward.

Bao Siheng let go of the hand holding the door frame, and grabbed Fang Jianning's hand: "Jianning, don't leave, I can't watch you leave me..."

Fang Jianning stood there in a daze, very strange, she clearly hated other people's touch, but when the man in front of her reached out to grab her, not only did she not feel that disgust, but subconsciously passed her hand up.
Bo Siheng grasped it.

"Sir, you can't do this. We are going to operate on you. You can't take her in, can you?"

Seeing Bao Siheng who didn't take his own life as his own, the doctor remembered that he was going to smoke, but his hand was still tightly holding Fang Jianning's, and refused to let go. The doctor was speechless, so he had to look to Fang Jianning for help.

"Miss, please persuade him!"

Fang Jianning leaned close to Bao Siheng, and whispered, "I promise you, I won't leave. I will wait for you here until you come out of the operating room, and I won't leave. Is that okay?"

Bao Siheng tried his best to open his closed eyes again, and he stared fixedly, wanting to make himself more sure: "Jianning, you...you didn't lie to me this time... right? ?”

"Correct!"

After receiving an affirmative answer, Bao Siheng was relieved, lay down again, closed his eyes, and let go of his hands.

"Quick, get ready for surgery!"

Watching the medical staff quickly push the stretcher into the operating room, Fang Jianning stood there in a daze until the door closed with a "click", as if it hit her heart hard, and she began to feel a dull pain again.

Fang Jianning blinked, slowly stepped aside, leaned against the wall, and raised his hand to cover his heart.