His parents, after all, are old. Now the Qi family is so turbulent. There was an accident at Mr. President's house, and his only grandson was gone.

If they know that their youngest son has an accident again, Jian Xiaomin, who is psychologically fragile and naïve, will definitely not be able to resist.

After a few more words, Mr. Qi hung up the phone, adjusted his mood, and walked into the bedroom.

As soon as he pushed the door open, his heart tugged.

The little thing sitting in the quilt was full of tears, and one hand trembled and pointed to the Weibo of Su Jiaban's studio on his mobile phone.

Turn it around and show it to him.

"Mr. Qi, I'm going to see Senior Sister Tang Rou."

Just now she quietly went up to look at her Weibo.

As soon as I opened it, I saw that the screen was full of fans brushing candles, praying for Tang Rou.

Only then did she know that Senior Sister Tang Rou had an accident.

In fact, most of the details of the unexpected events during the election campaign have been concealed by the government.

What leaked to the online media and let the public know was that the killers of the political opponents who lost the election shot the president.

As a result, the president's wife bravely rushed forward and used her body to block the bullet for Mr. President.

Now the president's wife, Tang Rou, is lying in the hospital for emergency treatment and has not woken up yet.

All the criticism and dissatisfaction with Tang Rou in the past disappeared in an instant because of this accident.

A large number of people turned black to powder.

Tang Rou's affectionate behavior towards Mr. President touched the vast majority of the people, and spontaneous blessings and prayers were everywhere.

When Su Xiaoya saw Tang Rou in Chenkang Hospital, her eyes instantly turned red.

Big tears fell, and she instantly covered her mouth with her hand to prevent herself from whimpering.

The ward was very quiet, and apart from her, there was also Mr. President, who looked as quiet as water, by the bedside.

Qi Zheng's shoulder injury had not completely healed, and his shoulders were wrapped in layers of gauze, but he still stretched out his hand and firmly held Tang Rou's hand.

A pair of burning eyes stared at the monitor in the hospital room.

Tang Rou seemed to be asleep, wearing a transparent respirator on her face, and her incomprehensibly beautiful face was unusually pale.

Su Xiaoya looked at it for a while before she endured the pain and walked out.

As soon as he walked out of the ward, he was strongly embraced by Mr. Qi, who was guarding the door.

She couldn't control it, she lay in Mr. Qi's arms and whimpered in a low voice.

Senior Sister Tang Rou's situation is very unoptimistic, her breathing is getting weaker and weaker, and Ou Wenxiang has already said it very clearly.

How long it lasts depends entirely on the patient's will.

She was so badly injured that she could lose her vital symptoms at any moment.

Ou Wenxiang hurriedly led a few experts over, saw Su Xiaoya, and nodded to her.

I didn't have time to talk to her more.

In the corridor, there was a row of men in crisp suits, all of whom were politicians who were the country's most important men.

Minister of Finance, Minister of Culture, Minister of Transport

Owen Xiang sighed.

During this time, Mr. President directly put his office in Chenkang Hospital, if a foreign spy dropped a bomb on Chenkang at this time, it is estimated that half of the country's political people will be killed.

"Tell me, will she ever wake up?"

Seeing Ou Wenxiang's figure, Qi Zhengtou didn't reply, his eyes were red, and his voice was a little hoarse.

Owen Xiang was silent for a moment and decided to tell the truth.

"In fact, it's the best state for her not to wake up like this now. At least the signs of life are maintained now. ”

Mr. President's hand stiffened slightly.

(Education 123 Literature Network)