"President, your heart fell on her?" The woman held the thick paper and looked at Luo Ren with a smile in her eyes.

Luo Ren turned around, glanced at the woman who spoke, didn't make a sound, and stepped away.

Shirley followed behind Luo Ren, her high heels clattered, and she heard Alan say that Luo Ren had known Miss Su for a long time, but why did Miss Su not seem to know the president.

"Eat these." Su Weiyang took Su Mo's hand and came to Yipinju, originally thinking that if Su Ao and Su Mu were there, they would come here to eat together, so they booked a seat early, but they broke up unhappily, and felt that it was a pity not to go, so they simply changed the private room to a smaller one and brought Momo together.

"Mommy, the man at the airport today ......" Shumo spoke, and his little face looked more and more cute under the light.

"Oh, he's supposed to be from Los Angeles, and Momo should have seen it in a magazine." Su Weiyang took a piece of bamboo shoot and put it on Su Mo's plate, and said softly.

"Well, there's no peachy news, it's gold and heartfelt." Su Mo smiled.

The mobile phone on the table kept vibrating, Su Weiyang frowned, and the screen showed a number from the United States.

“hellohereistheuniversityofcaliforniaatirvinemedicalcenterissuweiyanglady?”

(Hello, this is the University of California, Irvine Medical Center, is that Ms. Su Weiyang?) ）

“yesiam.what'shappening?”

(Yes, I am, is something going on?) ）

Su Weiyang's brows furrowed deeper, and when he heard the voice from the other end of the microphone, Su Weiyang stood up violently, "Whatdoyousay?" (What do you say?) ）

"Momo, let's go." hung up the phone, took Shumo's hand and went downstairs all the time.

"What's wrong?" Su Mo was puzzled, and he couldn't keep up with Su Weiyang.

"Checkout." Su Weiyang didn't answer Su Mo's words, picked up the wallet in the bag and prepared to check out, but his hands were shaking, and the bank card in his hand fell to the ground.

"Mommy," Su Mo picked up the card and put it in Su Weiyang's hand, "You go to drive, I'll settle the bill." ”

Su Mo's words seemed to be sedative, Su Weiyang nodded, and turned to leave.

"Su Yu, are you free now? Come and pick up my mommy at Yipinju. ”

Shumo took out the card in his bag and handed it to the front desk, and called Su Yu.

"What's wrong?" Su Yu, who was changing clothes, frowned and asked.

"There's something wrong with my mommy." Shumo took the card handed over by the front desk and turned to leave.

The front desk lady looked at the balance displayed on the POS machine, pinched herself hard, blinked a few times and saw that the numbers on it had not changed, and was shocked, oh my God, did she just receive a person who was on the national wealth list?

Eight zeros, eight zeros! A child's account balance turned out to be eight zeros!

"Mommy, can you tell Momo what's going on?" Hearing the voice of Su Weiyang on the phone just now, Shu Mo knew that it must be something on the other side of the phone that Su Weiyang's reaction would be so big.

"Momo, the hospital said, dyed, dyed, infected." Su Weiyang's eyes were red, and he clenched Su Mo's hand.

“sustainedsituationsomebadhavecontrolbuttheneedfortheoperationimmediately.”

(The infection is very bad and has been controlled, but surgery is needed immediately.) ）

The doctor's words were still in her ears, telling her over and over again what she couldn't bear, Su Weiyang was about to step on the accelerator, but was blocked by Su Mo, "Mommy, Su Yu will come in a while, you have to calm down now." ”

"Calm down, calm down." Su Weiyang took a deep breath, and his voice trembled.

"Ah, Momo." A silver-gray Land Rover stopped next to Su Weiyang's car, pulled the car door, and held Su Weiyang's trembling shoulder.

"Su Delirium." Su Weiyang looked up at Su Yu, with tears in his eyes.

"I'm here, I'm here." Su Wei looked at Su Weiyang's expression, and was distressed, so he hurriedly took her into his arms, "Be good." ”

He lowered his head and kissed her forehead, hugged her sideways to his car, and turned his head to look at Mo Mo who was jumping out of the car, "I've booked my ticket, get in the car." ”

When Su Mo called, his voice was so serious that he couldn't do it, and Su Wei had already guessed that something must have happened to the dyeing, and Su Weiyang would be so six gods and no owner.

"Don't be afraid."

Looking at Su Weiyang, who lowered his head and shed tears, Su Wei sighed and held her hand, but she held it in the palm of her hand, "Su Yu, dyeing will be fine." ”

"It's fine." Squeezing Su Weiyang's hand, Su Wei said softly.

When I arrived at the airport, I rushed to the waiting room almost non-stop.

Arrived in Los Angeles, although there was a time difference, it was already past nine o'clock in the morning.

“jackwhat'supwithhim?”

(Jack, how's he doing?) ）

Su Weiyang ran to Jack and grabbed his hand.

“ihaveinformedthedoctorperformedtheoperationatoncehasbeenforhalfanhour.”

(I have already notified the surgeon to perform the surgery immediately, and it has been half an hour.) ）

Jack shook Su's hand, "Don't worryPaintwillbefine" (Don't worry, Dye will be fine.) ）

Letting go of Jack's hand, Su Weiyang walked forward slowly, looking at the operating room at the end of the opposite side, she was a little untenable, Momo and Dye Dye were born here, but today Dye Dye has to lie in it and bear the pain she has endured.

Leaning against the wall and looking at the place only ten steps away from the operating room, Su Weiyang felt that he could no longer take a step forward.

Dyeing, whether it hurts or not, Mommy just blows it.

"Mommy." Momo sat next to Su Weiyang, took her into his small arms, and patted her on the back gently.

"Momo." hugged Momo's small body tightly, buried her head in his neck socket, her eyes burned and her heart hurt.

Su Mo didn't speak, let Su Weiyang call his name over and over again, quietly feeling the warmth and humidity coming from his neck socket.

"President, Miss Su just rushed to Los Angeles." Alan looked at Luo Ren who was sitting in the back and turned his head to remind.

"Los Angeles? What's wrong? Luo Ren frowned, looking up from the pile of contracts.

"Miss Su's youngest son is in surgery."

"Fly to Los Angeles now."