Pregnant sweet wife: The president is so fierce

"Even if your heart is taken away, the success rate of the operation is only 50.00%. I can't kill you who are 50.00% alive because of this [-]%. things, you know?"

Mu Qianqian was impulsive and hugged Song Yi.

She wants to live, not to die.

She knew that Song Yi's heart would hurt when she gave up her beloved woman to keep her.

He is the man who really cares about her, loves her and protects her.

"I'm so lucky to have you." Mu Qianqian choked up.

Song Yi twitched the corners of his mouth bitterly, "I am so lucky to have you."

Fu Yuhuang stood in the distance and saw that Mu Qianqian and Song Yi were hugging each other, their fists were only clenched, and there was a dark look in their eyes.

He envied Mu Qianqian's trust in Song Yi, jealous of Mu Qianqian's relationship with Song Yi, and panicked that Mu Qianqian would be with Song Yi.

He strode over.

Song Yi saw Fu Yuhuang come over with a cold face, patted Mu Qianqian's shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Fu Yuhuang is here."

Mu Qianqian stood up straight, and wiped away her tears with Fu Yuhuang on her back.

Fu Yuhuang stood behind Mu Qianqian, looked at Song Yi deeply, couldn't hold back his unpleasant tone, and said coldly; "I don't trust Lang Ling's character, you enter the operating room and make sure that the doctor only extracts Qian Qian. blood."

Song Yi nodded, "I know."

"Let's go." Fu Yuhuang took Mu Qianqian's arm and walked ahead.

Song Yi looked at Fu Yuhuang's hand, a strange feeling flowed in his heart, lowered his eyes, and followed behind them.

Lang Ling had been waiting at the door of the operating room for a long time. Seeing Mu Qianqian coming, he looked at the time on his watch displeasedly, and said strangely, "I thought you were coming in the afternoon."

Mu Qianqian heard the irony in Lang Ling's tone, "That's a good idea."

She turned around.

Lang Ling hurriedly ran to stop Mu Qianqian, and said anxiously, "Your brother is dying now, don't you be selfish, okay?"

Mu Qianqian lowered her eyes, looking at Lang Ling without any warmth in her eyes.

Fu Yuhuang sneered, wrapped his arms around Mu Qianqian's waist, pulled him to his side, and said to Lang Ling sarcastically, "Don't you think you are the most selfish person when you say this? You let Qianqian save you. Son, is it for your son or for your own interests, you know best, if you are shallow and selfish, you will not come today."

Lang Ling's face paled a little, "I'm too worried about the child's blunder, sorry."

"You don't deserve to be a mother." Fu Yuhuang said sharply, turning his eyes and looking at Mu Qianqian, "I will stay at the door all the time. If someone draws more than your blood, I will give her back tenfold."

In fact, he specifically said it to Lang Ling.

Lang Ling's face was almost bloodless.

She watched Mu Qianqian walk into the operating room, followed by Song Yi, turned around, went to the entrance of the corridor, and made a phone call, "Acheng, Fu Yuhuang got involved, he doesn't allow the donor to draw bone marrow, only blood draws. , I'll let our people in through the secret door, you'd better send a company to protect me."

"I see, someone will come over within half an hour." Yu Chen said in a deep voice.

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Mu Qianqian lay on the operating room, Song Yi inserted a tube into her, the blood went out from her arm, passed through the machine, and returned to her arm.

A screeching sound rang out.

Mu Qianqian looked at the source of the sound.

A dozen people rushed in through the secret door...