The Queen’s Adorable Wife: The President’s Black Heart Lotus

"The child was not kept."

"Emergency blood transfer."

"The patient suffered multiple fractures and severe damage to his internal organs."

"Heartbeat stopped, electric shock."

"In critical condition."

……

Situ Yu's soul was evacuated and he sat in the operating room for more than ten hours while a group of top medical experts discussed the rescue plan.

He didn't want to care about anything. God sent her back, only glanced at her, and then wanted to take her away.

The younger ones have been taken away, while the older ones are lingering on the edge of life and death.

"That woman was left alive."

As long as it was alive, he would do it himself.

He has never hated a person so much. If there was a hell, he would throw her to the bottom at all costs.

"Master Yu, the murderer has been found. He is dead. It is Lao Zhang."

A middle-aged man who was fired from Guanlan Villa. At that time, Mo Weining bullied Le Zhiyao and the servants watched the fun. Situ Yu dismissed Lao Zhang as a typical example.

There is cause and effect.

Lao Zhang held a suicide note in his hand. The handwriting was authenticated and it was found to be written by himself.

"He is the murderer, but not the mastermind. Let's continue the investigation."

This can be true or false.

Lao Zhang's whole family depends on him to support him, so he can't do anything to save everything, let alone find someone before him.

To put it bluntly, it is impossible to have this ability.

The mastermind behind the scenes just wanted to defeat him openly, and the female assistant and Lao Zhang were all pawns.

The old Zhang family got a huge fortune a few days ago, on the day Le Zhiyao got off the plane.

All is arranged.

The other party had no intention of covering up and plotting against his woman and children.

Cruel and vicious.

Situ Yu clenched his fist tightly and slowly released it.

His woman is still rescuing her and needs him, nothing else matters.

In a secluded villa somewhere, Xi He sat on a chair and stared at the tablet.

Lowering your eyes means worry, raising your eyes means killing.

He put down the tablet, stood up and walked a few steps, looking at the scarred woman on the ground.

"I'm not giving you news to hurt her."

His tone was calm, but it gave people an inexplicable sense of fear.

"You're doing a great job." He stepped on the woman's head with his foot and applied force so hard that the woman howled in pain.

"I promised her not to hurt anyone again."

Xi He put away his feet, squatted down, looked at Luo Meihui who was swollen into a pig's head on the ground, and smiled, "Sisters have a deep love, and they are two beasts who don't know whether to live or die."

"Send her to Haiwujiao and tell the people there not to kill her or make her crazy."

Haiwujiao is the most chaotic place in the world, bordering several countries and a hotbed of criminals.

Once you get there, there's basically no going back.

Luo Meihui repeatedly begged for mercy and begged the devil for her whims.

His meaning is very straightforward, let the guilty people torture the guilty people, and the peers will understand each other, which is unimaginable cruelty.

He promised to wash his hands in a golden basin, but he tried hard to make it clear that if he didn't do it himself, there would be many ways to make life worse than death.

Luo Meihui was dragged away by his subordinates, and someone immediately came to clean up the traces. Seeing him looking out the window, they went to put down the curtains.

"No need, take these down so the sun can come in at any time."

His eyes were blank, looking out blankly, as if he was looking at something without focusing.

"Where do people go after they die?" He said to himself, his voice depressing and sad.

The screen got stuck on the fourth critical illness notification interface.

Many lives passed away in his hands in the past, and he didn't feel it. To say that he had it was an honor to do justice to heaven.

At this moment, he felt that life was very fragile, something that neither money nor power could control.

What would he do if she was gone?

Lying on the rocking chair, I played with the shells and grass for a long time.

The deceptive thing was suddenly thrown out the window.

***

Ofer Hospital.

When the fifth critical illness notice was handed to Situ Yu, the man's hand holding the pen could not write.

After trying several times, his brain was out of control, he seemed to have forgotten his emotions, could not think, and even did not know how to speak.

The iron-clad man couldn't bear it anymore after sitting for dozens of hours and fainted.

Signed by Wen Yan.

"Your master is too affectionate."

The injury was too deep.

He arranged for someone to administer a sedative, and Situ Yu fell into a deep sleep.

In the rescue room, as the ECG monitor became a straight line again, the electric shock made no waves.

"Sorry, we did our best."

While talking, the car covered with white cloth was pushed to the morgue by medical staff.

"What's wrong with Mr. Yu waking up!"

Guo Sen watched the cart go away, returned to the VIP ward, and stood at the door for a long time, looking through the crack in the door.

The afternoon sun filtered in through the window and enveloped the bed.

Light and shadow intersect, and the man's handsome face flickers between light and dark. He is somewhere between Jing and Wei.Sometimes the eyebrows are frowned, struggling in sleep; sometimes the eyebrows are stretched, intoxicated in happiness.

I am worried about her and happy because of her.

She is no longer here, so what will happen to him?

After Wen Yan finished his follow-up work, he came over to see the situation.

"How about it?"

"Young Master Yan, please trouble me."

It’s hard to be freed from it for a while!

The company's affairs need to be taken care of. At a critical moment, when the family is away, the loser has to take over.

Wen Yan nodded, opened the door and went in. He didn't say anything and went to sit on the sofa.

A few hours later, Situ Yu opened his eyes, his head felt dizzy. When he opened his eyes, he saw several buddies sitting together.

All have the same expression.

The way others looked at him at his mother's funeral.

He had a premonition before he fell into coma, and the top medical team in the imperial capital was critically ill five times in a row.

"Where is she?"

Surprisingly calm, not even sad.

Either heartless or heartbroken.

"Brother Yu, are you okay?" It was Gu Shiqian who asked. He followed Wen Yan without daring to speak too loudly.

The words still hit Situ Yu's ears word for word, as if he hadn't heard them at all.

The man walked to the morgue silently.

The calmer the sea, the bigger the hidden storm. A silent volcano is more terrifying than an active one.

"Leave him alone."

They tacitly agreed not to follow. Someone took out a pack of cigarettes, handed one to each of them, and turned the lighter around.

Circles of smoke swirled and dissipated on the same horizontal line.

"Find out who he is?"

"Same as before, all the clues have been broken, and the method is exactly the same as my aunt's case back then."

"The water is too deep, please keep a low profile."

The people who deal with the Mo family and Situ Yu in the dark are so intricate that they cannot be dealt with even with the strength of their families, not to mention that they are not in charge of the family like Situ Yu.

To put it bluntly, I am good at having fun when I am a young man, but I am still a child when it comes to conspiracy.

Help, no matter what.

His young life ended abruptly. When we met during the Mid-Autumn Festival last year, she was still a little girl, younger than all of them.

Being young does not mean you will live longer.

Some people can't stand the overwhelming wealth in their lives. The older generation believes this, but they sneer at it. Think again, don't believe it, it's metaphysics.

After chatting for a while, I didn’t know what to say. I was in a wealthy home and everything I saw was joy, but when sadness suddenly appeared, I was at a loss as to what to do.

There was a noise from the other end of the morgue, and the steward ran out in a panic. When he saw these men, he called for help in a panic.

"Call the police, something serious has happened."