Bai Mohan has come back from a meeting. He is busy now. He has seen the news. He has left it all to his lawyer. He has no time to pay attention to it.

After all, he doesn't need to intervene in the company's big and small affairs.

Just into the office, the Secretary General of the Secretary Department suddenly ran out, and almost collided with Bai Mohan.

White Mo Han wrung his brow and asked: "rash, have you done all your work in vain for so many years?"

The secretary general was a little frightened. He raised his hand and said, "it's urgent."

White ink cold sharp eyed found that her hands of the mobile phone is their own, he did not take the habit of mobile phones.

"What's the emergency?" Hand out the mobile phone, a simple turn, there is a day of the phone, eyebrows suddenly wrinkled.

The secretary general was about to say something when his mobile phone rang. Suddenly, he whispered, "president, I'll quit first."

Entering the office, he connected his mother-in-law and asked, "Mom, what's the matter?"

After all, he is rarely called.

"Dad, I'm Mengmeng," the voice on the phone was clear and crisp. Bai Mohan suddenly realized what had happened, and the veins on his forehead kept beating.

"Dad, what I'm going to say next, you must be calm, mom There was an accident

Bai Mohan didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't know what he should think. Now he had only one instinctive purpose and rushed to the hospital.

Specially asked the people in the police station, the people over there respectfully said: "Mr. Bai, you wait, I'll check for you."

In only one minute, the people over there said, "the second people's Hospital of the city is the nearest place to that road."

"Yes, thank you."

The people over there were a little scared, "yes, yes."

When asked about the place, Bai Mohan immediately drove over.

Before the stars quarrel to come, white Mohan refused, only said, "Dad first go back to have a look."

Went to the hospital, at the front desk specifically asked the ward, all the way to the ward.

Clearly, in front of so firm over, but now back.

He was still afraid.

He raised his hand several times and put it down again. After several hesitations, the door was pushed open.

"Who are you looking for, please?" Push the door is about 50 years old woman, white ink cold for a moment, don't know what to say, inside spread voice: "here."

It's Xiaoyou's voice.

Bai Mohan immediately walked in around the woman, staring at Yan Yan's face on the bed without blinking. There was a kind of inexplicable emotion in his chest.

Her eyebrows, her cheeks, her nose Are printed in the heart, suddenly a voice interspersed in, breaking all the dreams.

"Big sister, is this your man? It's very pretty. " Next to the bed of the aunt constantly with eyes in his body to see, see the white ink cold scalp are numb.

Xiaoyou embarrassed smile, said: "aunt, yes, he is my husband."

Bai Mohan can't call aunt as warmly as Xiao you. He just sits beside her bed with a smile.

This smile doesn't matter. The heart of a girl who has been up and down for a long time is pounding. Her eyes are constantly glancing. The old man next to her is suddenly angry and says with a straight face: "I'm here to serve you to eat, serve you to drink, you..."

"How can you do that!" The painting style suddenly turns, and the corners of the mouth of Xiao you and Bai Mo Han can't help but smoke.

The old lady patted him on the shoulder, and the old man said, "when I was young, didn't I say that I would be good to me all my life?"

"Well, yes."

"And now?" Uncle asked reluctantly.

"And to you." My aunt is very dedicated.

Looking at them like that, Xiao you can't help but plunge into Bai Mo Han's arms, laughing and shaking his shoulders.

The aunt caught a glimpse and asked, "what's wrong with your wife?"

Next to the master God mend knife: "sheep crazy."

At first, it didn't mean much. Immediately, my aunt kept beating my uncle and yelled, "I'm in this ward, too. You mean I'm going crazy, you idiot!"

Xiao you's tears are coming out.

There is a curtain in the middle of the ward that can be put down.

White ink cold see immediately put down, the first time Xiaoyou tightly in his arms, lost and recovered feeling: "fortunately, you are still by my side."

Because of fear of losing, because fear of losing is you.

In the small leisurely feeling to suffocate, he immediately worried about the question: "do you have anything wrong."

"No, all the parts are in good condition. It's a great blessing." Xiaoyou thought of the scene at that time and felt a burst of fear. Fortunately, she was still there.

"Was it an accident or an accident?"Speaking of this, Xiao you went into his arms and said in fear, "someone is going to murder me. Fortunately, the driver is smart, otherwise we will be killed for the first time."

Think of that scene, small leisurely up to now have a kind of shivering feeling.

The feeling of getting up from the edge of death is really shocking.

"Murder you?" All of a sudden, the surrounding atmosphere changes very suddenly. The cold idea permeates the whole body, and the white ink gets angry.

Xiao you suddenly hugged his arm and said, "Han, I just want to be OK."

"I must find your murderer, I will not let it go!" His face of fierce, turn between, spring flowers, gentle said, "the doctor said when can discharge, I take you home, the family three are particularly worried about you."

"The doctor can come and ask later, and the driver. Thank him for me."

"OK, I see. You have a rest. I'll call home." White Mo Han gently touched her hair and coaxed her to sleep. As soon as she turned around, her face was as cold as ice.

He first called home, and then, made a phone call to Lin Yue, he said coldly: "immediately check for me the person who caused the accident, who in the end is behind the hands!"

The rose blossoms outside the window are more and more brilliant. Zhang Yan has been sitting in front of her, looking at the flowers.

People are more beautiful than flowers, but what they say makes people afraid.

Zhang Yan laughs in an empty way. She caresses the flowers and murmurs, "it's a pity, Gong Xiaoyou. Is life easy under the ground?"

"You said, you're still dead. I'm a little bored these days."

"Gong Xiaoyou, next life, don't fight for men with me. I don't want to fight against you."

"You forced me!"

Hand suddenly grasp the rose, delicate petals immediately shrink like atrophy, dark red juice drop, drop on the leg, along the skin, slowly sliding down