At this time, Lin Qianqian, who was in the hospital, was suddenly sent to the emergency room, and An Rou was worried in the hospital.

The smell of disinfectant water makes the whole hospital in a white minimalist style unsatisfactory.

Outside the emergency room, you can only see many angels in white running around busily outside, and their faces with white masks are more heavy.

And this heaviness seemed to be infectious, so that Lin Tian and An Rou also suffered from this disease. The gaze of the two pairs of eyes has been accompanied by many medical staff in and out, as if they want to grow an eye on the doctor's clothes and go in to see how the operation is going.

"Do you think she'll be okay?" An Rou stared intently at the door of the emergency room, her originally sweet voice now with a hint of imperceptible crying and hoarseness.

"No, it won't." Compared with An Rou's worries, his worries are naturally not a lot at all.

The middle-aged man's head, which was originally combed by hairspray, had two strands of hair hanging down from his head at some point, and if you looked closely, you could find a dazzling white hidden between the ends of the hair. At this time, he sat in front of the door of the emergency room with his shoulders hunched and probed his brain, and there was no shrewdness outside.

"Squeak-" The sound of opening the door stirred the tense nerves of the two old men, and the people inside immediately stood up as if a conditioned reflex before they could push it out, and ran over quickly.

Several little nurses pushed Lin Qianqian out of it together, and a bottle of white transparent drips was still shaking, just like her life at this time, as if she would fall to the ground and be shattered.

"Qianqian, how is my Qianqian?" An Rou hurriedly wanted to lie on the hospital bed to visit Lin Qianqian, but was resisted by the nurse on the side and said, "Now the patient's condition is very unstable, please don't get excited." ”

As she spoke, the nurse lifted the rickety water bottle hanging on the stand and gently pushed her towards the ward.

Now, it seems that there is nothing to do for the time being. Thinking about it, An Rou breathed a sigh of relief. It's just that this breath hasn't been relieved yet, and the attending doctor who walked behind belatedly looked at the document in his hand, frowned, and looked serious so that her slightly lowered heart suddenly rose to her throat again.

"Doctor......" Before An Rou could ask, the doctor looked down at the examination results as if he understood, and said, "The patient's condition is not optimistic, although he is temporarily out of danger of life. However, it is necessary to undergo heart exchange surgery. Otherwise, there may be danger again at any time, and I am afraid that the best doctor will not be able to return to heaven at that time. ”

Yes, because the heart is an extremely fragile thing, let's not talk about the risks of surgery for the time being, just before the operation, regarding the difficulty of the heart, Lin Qianqian is like a person who has stepped into the abyss with one foot, with the two threads involving An Rou and Lin Tian, wandering around the abyss together.

After all, this is their most beloved biological daughter...... However, she Lin Anran is not.

Pity the hearts of parents in the world, but poor people must also have something to hate.

An Rou lay in front of the hospital bed, and Lin Tian paced restlessly everywhere in the ward, and the steps under his feet were chaotic. The whole room was quiet except for the "click" of leather shoes on the floor and the sound of machines surrounding my ears.

"Lin Tian, what do you think we should do now? I'm scared...... Afraid of Lin Anran's side...... "An Rou's crying voice has been clearly displayed, completely revealing the posture of a little woman.

"Our daughter...... This is our precious daughter......" Tears wet the sheets, and this crying sound provoked Lin Tian's already extremely sensitive, irritable, and helpless nerves.

He paused, stopping his chaotic pace beside An Rou. In the face of An Rou's crying again and again, he didn't know what to do now.

He went from being the boss of a company to the old father who would worry about his family's affairs in an instant. A pair of eyes that have been mixed with business all the year round have been clouded all year round, and there is a trace of confusion at this time.

Facing his daughter who was lying unconscious on the hospital bed, and his wife who was lying on the side of the bed and crying silently. As a husband, Lin Tian chose to squat down and gently wiped away the tears in his wife's reddened eyes with his somewhat rough hands, but the tears were like pearls with broken threads, and they kept falling.

"Our daughter will be fine." Seeing that wiping away tears was ineffective, Lin Tian only wrapped his hand around An Rou's slightly emaciated shoulders, tilted his head slightly and whispered in An Rou's ear, but his eyes never left his daughter's face for a moment.

"What about the heart source?" An Rou stood up, looked at Lin Tian with a rainy face, and once again led the topic to the source of the heart, the weak voice made people can't help but feel pity, and the face that had just finished crying was even weaker.

As soon as she finished speaking, An Rou took a few steps back with some unstable center of gravity, and Lin Tian hurriedly took a big step and helped her.

An Rou threw herself into Lin Tian's arms, like a sad child who needed to be comforted by adults, crying silently in his arms.

It wasn't until An Rou's crying eyes were a little dry that she lifted her head from Lin Tian's arms. Holding his red and swollen eyes like walnuts, he looked at Lin Tian, who was slightly weak at this time.

The slightly elegant hair that was originally coiled in the back loosened sometime, and the restless hair crawled onto An Rou's wet face, and successfully stuck to it, and her elegant demeanor turned into ashes in an instant, and now she is only worried about the safety of her daughter.

"It's all because of Lin Anran's rebellious girl, if it weren't for Lin Anran, Qianqian wouldn't be lying in the hospital now." Lin Tian looked at Lin Qianqian's sleeping cheeks and gritted his teeth. A pair of cloudy and tired eyes were suddenly filled with raging rage, burning inside.

Speaking of Lin Anran, An Rou's body, which was already tired from crying, suddenly became a little out of breath. Lin Tian hurriedly patted her on the back. After An Rou's excited emotions gradually subsided, the hatred between the two was suddenly directed to the same person, that is, Lin Anran.

This Lin Anran, who they think is a must obligation to give Lin Qianqian's heart. Because she Lin Anran is an illegitimate daughter, she must pay for their baby daughter.

"That Lin Anran ......" said, An Rou's hand with red nail polish on the bed clenched into a fist, holding the white sheet in her hand, as if she had some deep hatred with her.

When she let go of the sheets, the white sheets had become extremely wrinkled, if this was Lin Anran, she must have been crushed by her by now.