At this time, the person who was less poisoned slowly came to his senses, "What's the matter? I'm not dead?" The excitement and excitement were overflowing, and everyone sighed for a while.

"It's not dead, everyone is not dead, hahaha!"

"It must be the gods who rescued it, the gods who rescued it!"

The few people who woke up immediately knelt and kowtowed, thank God.

Soon fire trucks and ambulances arrived, and everyone was rescued, but Meng Bao'er caused a catastrophe for herself.

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On the other hand, Jiang Shuohan had taken a special plane to the United States since he left the hotel that day, and he had just gotten up after talking about cooperation in the United States.

He turned on the TV and listened to international news, then picked up his mobile phone and swiped the domestic trends.

Originally, it was not a big deal for him, but he accidentally saw the news of Lin Jiashuang's derailment on Weibo. The photos released in the message attracted his attention even more. The man in the photo is unrecognizable, but he can see it at a glance, because the person in the photo is him.

Looking at the content again, I was even more surprised. When he went to bed the day before yesterday, he didn't know that the woman who loved her was a married woman, and she was also the young lady of the Lin Group, and he flew to the United States in the past two days without bothering to investigate the identity of the woman.

After a while, Jiang Shuohan dialed the phone number of domestic helpers and instructed in a deep voice: "The news of the Lin Group is for public relations, and I don't want to see any media reports on it before I return to China." ”

Hanging up the phone, Jiang Shuohan seemed to have forgotten what he was going to do today, and sat on the sofa watching TV in a daze, but he couldn't read the content broadcast on the TV at all.

It wasn't until the help came to knock on the door that Jiang Shuohan came back to his senses slightly.

"Mr. Jiang, it's time to see Mr. Aaron's party, are you okay? I'll call the driver to pick you up at the hotel door?"

Jiang Shuohan was silent for a long time, and then regained his decisive demeanor, "Help me give Mr. Aaron said sorry, canceled all travel arrangements in the United States, and I want to return home immediately. ”

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The words were divided into two ends, Meng Baoer took the little mango to the emergency room of Nankang Hospital, and after the doctor on duty asked Meng Baoer about the situation, he immediately put an oxygen mask on the little mango and pushed him into the emergency room.

Meng Bao'er hated herself for hesitating for too long, the little mango was still so small, if it was smoked to the point of brain poisoning and lack of oxygen, what should she do? Standing outside the ward, she was so anxious that the doctor would not let her in, so she could only wait here.

Half an hour later, the lights in the emergency room went out, and a young female nurse came out and said to Meng Bao'er: "Don't worry, the child is out of danger, but the brain has been deprived of oxygen for a long time, and he is still in a coma, we will send the child to the intensive care unit in a while, you better not leave." ”

"Well, I'm not leaving. ”

The nurse entered the emergency room again, but Meng Bao'er fainted.

But before she fell, a man caught her, and Meng Bao'er was confused, but she looked at the person in front of her a little familiar......

In a daze, Meng Bao'er heard a man's magnetic voice:

"How's the heart pressure?"

"Is the brain pressure normal?"

"Hemoglobin?"

"20% mannitol, intravenous rapid drip. ”

The voice was very good, every note hit Meng Bao'er's heart, like a life-saving medicine, a guiding light, reminding her that she couldn't sleep, she suddenly wanted to open her eyes to see who was talking, but unfortunately she couldn't.