"Miss Su is sick. ”

Ding Chen received the news from Mu Ming and hurriedly told his boss.

The man sat in a large and luxurious chair, leaning back in the chair, without a trace of waves in his deep eyes, and could not see a trace of emotion.

"Then send it to the hospital. ”

"I've been to the hospital, and the hospital can't do anything. Ding Chen paused, and continued to report in a low voice, "She was in a lot of pain, and she passed out twice." ”

The man's dark eyes finally changed slightly, and his gaze moved slightly.

"Send someone back and ask Song Qiao to come over and obey the orders and bring a team of experts. ”

Ding Chen received the instruction and immediately began to arrange. Two groups of people set off, one to the hospital, and the other to the Fu Medical Research Institute.

When Su Sujun was sent to Fu's house, the Fu expert team had been on standby for a long time. Because Fu Hanyuan's head disease often attacks, there are special medical equipment in Fu's house, and the expert team only needs to bring some simple equipment when they come.

After receiving the results of the consultation, Fu Hanyuan's face was full of clouds, and he was furious: "I support you with billions and billions of dollars every year, and you can't even cure an ordinary head disease, what do I want you to do?"

His heart was riddled with holes. She's dying.

Song Qiao trembled: "Seventh Master, Miss Su can't wait any longer, she only has five hours." ”

Five hours! She only had five hours! Six years, no, twenty-six years, he seemed to have been waiting for her all his life. He was held at home in despair, and it was clearly not the time to hold this group of rubbish accountable.

The man turned and strode towards the next treatment room. She was lying on the bed, her face pale, her lips blue, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept pouring out of her forehead. The eyes that were originally full of vitality were sunken at this time, leaving only a hollow and dazed appearance.

"Uh-huh. The man sat in a chair next to him.

The man's breath was like a life-saving medicine, and her face slowly turned bloody.

"Are you feeling better?" the man's dark eyes could not hide the pain, but at this time he said such a hypocritical sentence, knowing that she had run out of gas, he asked her if she was better.

She nodded weakly, but it wasn't enough, it still hurt. She did hear the doctors' diagnosis, but none of them knew that it was not the headache that killed her, but the man in front of her. Thankfully, he finally came to see her. She rejoiced in her heart that she would not die. It's a terrible system, it's not good to give a task, you have to give a life-giving task. She didn't want to die, she had to complete this task.

She raised her hand and coquettishly: "You have to shake hands so that it doesn't hurt." ”

Man: "......"

Climb up the pole, this is her virtue. Give a good face, and you can go to heaven. Even before he died, he had to continue to do it, what should he do with her.

The man didn't want to get used to her, but she was leaving, what else could he do? He stretched out his hand with difficulty, and his little hand was warm and moist.

"I'm sick and you ignore me. The little girl said aggrievedly.

"If you're sick, you should see a doctor. "The man frowned, so willful, so scoundrel, so delicate, who the hell did you learn? Do you know, I'm about to lose you, you are still so weak and helpless, what should I do in the future? Be strong, Miao Miao, so that when you get over there, I will be more at ease. Hey, what about the atheism that is good, why do you still feel like there is life over there?

"Only you can cure my illness. ”

Man: "......"

Shouldn't you find a doctor for headaches? What kind of love words is this? Is it a trick to kill a big boss-level earthy love story or a trick to slaughter a single dog? Anyway, Big Guy Fu was really killed in seconds.