Until the nurse pushed An An into the operating room, the warning light on the door was illuminated, and Forsythia was still standing in place.

"Girl Lian, An An will be fine." Xie Congliang grabbed her body that was about to fall to the ground from behind, and the thin body in her arms began to tremble constantly, shaking more and more, and finally turned around and threw herself into his arms.

"Xie Congliang, if An An's congenital heart disease is not cured, I will definitely go to hell if I die, definitely!"

Forsythia lay in Xie Congliang's arms for several hours, and his whole body was as weak as a soft willow.

It wasn't until the lights in the operating room went out and the doctor came out of it that Forsythia came back to life and ran over to pester the doctor.

"How? How is An An? ”

The doctor took off the mask and breathed a sigh of relief with a smile: "It's very successful, all indicators are very good, if the later recuperation is appropriate, his congenital heart disease will be effectively controlled." ”

One sentence instantly lightened the burden in Forsythia's heart for several years.

She burst into tears and said thank you to the doctor.

Xie Congliang was also happy for her, and went over to hold her shoulder.

"An An is fine, you have been here all day, and you refuse to eat, I will send you home to rest now?"

"No, I still have something to do, I'll leave after An An is transferred to the ward, I'll come back later, please help me watch for a while..."

She also had to rush to the scene of the fashion ceremony.

Although the time is very short, this opportunity was obtained by her with a lot of hardship, so she could not give up easily.

Xie Congliang sent a car to send Forsythia back to change clothes and makeup, and the car sent her to the scene of the fashion ceremony.

Forsythia knew that her face was very unsightly these days, so she put on a lot of makeup, and deliberately chose a brightly colored dress, which could show her complexion.

When she arrived at the event, the red carpet was already halfway through, and she was not a limelight person, so she walked hastily and not too many people paid attention to it.

On the side of the infield, many artists are posing in front of the signing board to take pictures of the media, Forsythia has no intention of doing this, and is really ready to call Song Weiyan, but he has no intention of catching a glimpse of a familiar figure in the shadow of his clothes and sideburns.

Pei Xiaoxiao?

Wearing a cold and sexy bandeau little black dress, the previous fairy long hair has been cut short, and with strong makeup, although it is very different from the previous image of a jade girl, but who is not her!

Forsythia knew that she had been released from prison some time ago, but she didn't expect her to recover so quickly and show herself in front of the public media...

It's not easy! Forsythia sighed in her heart, but saw Pei Xiaoxiao turn around and glance at herself.

At that glance, although through the crowd and lights, Forsythia could still feel the biting cold, not only cold, but also with hatred and contempt.

Forsythia didn't bother to pay attention, returned her with a smile, and was about to turn around and leave, but saw a man in a navy blue suit walking towards Pei Xiaoxiao, the two were close, she quickly got intimate with the man's arm on her wrist, and then a cold light shot towards Forsythia, but this time Pei Xiaoxiao's eyes already had a smug provocation......

Well, Forsythia finally understood why Pei Xiaoxiao was able to recover in such a short period of time despite such a big heel, because the man she was holding was Yang Zhongting.

It's just that status and wealth are really that important?

Yang Zhongting is almost sixty years old, and he can be Pei Xiaoxiao's father according to his age, and it is rumored in the circle that Yang Zhongting has some perverted habits in that aspect, Pei Xiaoxiao actually dares to touch him?

It can only be said that the desire is too strong to allow a woman to break through all the bottom lines......

"Director Yu..."Song Weiyan's voice came from behind him.

Forsythia turned her head and immediately lit up.

Song Weiyan was temporarily called to the scene by Forsythia, because An An had surgery, Forsythia decided to temporarily arrange for her to attend the fashion ceremony on behalf of the eye, the dress on this girl is also a sample dress in Curry, last year's style, brown printed long skirt, although the color looks a little old-fashioned on her, but it is better because she is young and has a good background, with light makeup, and it actually has a unique taste.

"That's good, I didn't see that I still have such a potential beauty in my hand." Forsythia patted Song Weiyan's shoulder with satisfaction.

Song Weiyan immediately lowered her head shyly: "Director Yu, don't make fun of me, it's the first time I came to participate in this kind of activity, and I asked my friends to borrow my shoes, so I was afraid of losing my face." ”

"Don't be ashamed, you're wearing all the right outfits, you can score at least 85 points!"

"It's only 85 points!" Song Weiyan was a little disappointed.

Forsythia smiled and encouraged: "Do you know where the remaining 15 points are?" The difference is in your momentum, you see that your eyes are staring at your toes when you walk, and no matter how beautiful your clothes are, you can't wear an aura. ”

"But I'm afraid, I'm afraid of making mistakes, I'm afraid of offending people, and I'm afraid that something is wrong and people will see jokes!"

"Silly girl, what's so scary about this! Those people are not beasts of the flood, and you have to be confident, you have to believe that you are prettier than everyone else! ”

Forsythia taught, and Song Weiyan nodded as if he understood or not.

Roughly asked about the situation of the ceremony, Song Weiyan reported one by one, and was quite relieved to understand it, several dresses designed by the color were unanimously good products from professionals in the circle, but it was not in vain Forsythia was tired and hospitalized with stomach bleeding a while ago.

"Then you play here for a while, and I'll go back in a circle."

"But the festival is about to begin, and you're not going to attend?"

"It doesn't matter if I'm there or not." Anyway, she is not a star artist, and the designer is basically equivalent to a behind-the-scenes person in this kind of activity.

Forsythia said goodbye to Song Weiyan for the time being, and took a glass of wine and wandered around the venue.

When she met a familiar media or fellow practitioners, she chatted a few words, which seemed to be the purpose of strolling, but subconsciously her eyes kept searching the crowd, refusing to let go of every man in a white shirt.

But after a circle, I didn't find that familiar figure.

Forsythia was a little disappointed, but he comforted himself that with his status, he probably wouldn't be happy to participate in this kind of event.

After a few hours of hastily turning, the celebration began in the auditorium.

Forsythia planned to go back to the hospital first, but at the check-in desk, he saw several reporters surrounding Yi Yang and Lu Qingzi for interviews.

She quickly dodged to the side, before she was seen by the two men.

The interview lasted about half an hour, Forsythia hid in the corner and drank the glass of red wine in her hand, and finally managed to hold out until Yi Yang and Lu Qingzi left, she was about to walk out, but as soon as she moved, her stomach throbbed violently......

No, Forsythia held up the pillar and eased up, but his head began to dizzy badly, and he only felt a fishy smell turning out...

"Miss Yu..."

Forsythia turned back in a trance, and a familiar figure dangled in her blurred vision.

She let out a weak "um", her eyes began to blacken, the empty wine glass in her hand slid down, and the sound of "bang-" shattered, and Forsythia sprayed all the blood on the broken glass shard......

"Miss Yu, Forsythia Yu!"

Zhou Shen grabbed Forsythia's fallen body with one arm, and ran out with it.

At that time, many people were frightened, only to see Zhou Shen rushing out from outside with a woman in her arms, and the goose yellow dress worn by the woman was full of blood.

A bold reporter chased Zhou Shen and kept taking pictures next to him.

Zhou Shen has always been gentle and calm, and rarely gets angry at people, but the people present that day really saw his "dragon face angry" momentum.

"If anyone dares to take another film, I will definitely let him not be able to mix in the journalist industry!"

As a result, all the reporters stopped in a gloomy manner, watching Feng Lixing walk through the long red carpet with the woman in his arms in his arms, hurriedly stepping down dozens of steps, and disappearing into the moonlight......

Later, Zhou Shen joked with Forsythia.

"I guess it's really incompatible with you, every time you see me, it's not good, the first time I took your box by mistake, the second time you fell into the pool, the third time you rolled down the mountain, the fourth time the stomach bleeding recurred......"

Yes, the forsythia ulcer is not yet healed, because of An'an's over-nervous and tired operation, it recurred again......

This recurrence is menacing.

In the emergency room, she vomited blood twice, and the silk dress was almost soaked with cold sweat, but even though the pain was like this, she was still holding Zhou Shen's hand while she was half-asleep on the hospital bed, and shouted Feng Lixing's name one after another......

Feng Lixing was on his way to the airport when he received Zhou Shen's call.

After listening to Zhou Shen's simple description on the phone, he immediately asked the driver to turn around and rush to the hospital as fast as possible.

When Feng Lixing arrived at the ward, Forsythia had not yet woken up, with a drip on his hand and an oxygen tube in his nose.

Zhou Shen pulled up a chair and sat in front of the hospital bed, his arms propped up in a triangle, his forehead resting on his fingertips, and his head slightly lowered, as if he was struggling with some very confused question.

"Mr. Zhou......" Feng Lixing spoke.

Zhou Shen's contemplation was instantly awakened by him.

"Here we go." As if talking to himself, he stood up again and pulled the chair away, looked at the forsythia on the bed, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "Stomach bleeding recurred, I fainted at the event, and I vomited blood twice just now, the doctor said that the situation is a bit serious, so I should be hospitalized for observation for a while..."

This seemed to be explaining what Feng Li was doing.

Feng Lixing nodded: "Okay, I know, thank you!" ”

"No thanks, then you stay here, I'll go first." Zhou Shen turned around a little tiredly, and when he walked to the door, Feng Lixing stopped him again.

"I just said thank you for calling me."

"Then there is no need to thank you." Zhou Shen turned around again, Wen Ya still had that bitter smile on her face, "She was half-conscious when she was rescuing in the emergency room, but she kept calling your name in her mouth, so I think she should really want to see you..."

……

Zhou Shen exhaled heavily as he walked out of the inpatient building.

It seems that it has been too many years since there has been someone who can make him nervous, and it has been too many years since he felt as powerless as he does today.

Maybe it's really getting older, and at this age, the bold decision in some aspects is not as good as before.

He stood on the steps, glanced back at the room, and slowly paced toward the parking lot.

Before he could get to his car, a red sports car not far away opened the door.

Su Hui walked out of the car, wearing an off-the-shoulder black tailed dress, standing naked in the tuyere.

"Why are you here?" Zhou Shen was a little surprised.