Chapter 1682: It's Too Late
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"How long do you have to get to the hospital?" Mu Zhengchen asked the driver.
"That's it ahead." The driver said, "It will be there in a minute, and the young lady will be fine, young master." ”
The driver has driven to the fastest speed, and no matter how fast he is, he will be fined! Moreover, it really can't be any faster, and if it is faster, the car will fly.
On the road ahead, there were a lot of cars, and the driver had a lot of sweat on his forehead for no reason.
There are still two hundred meters away from the hospital, and there is a traffic jam!
Damn, it's really a good thing, and at this time, there is still a traffic jam.
Jing Qingran was in pain, his eyebrows and eyes were tightly wrinkled together, Mu Zhengchen looked ahead, the car was like a dragon, one by one was blocked, and he couldn't move forward at all.
At this time, Jing Qingran's appearance was so anxious!
Before he had time to think about it, he opened the door and carried Jing Qingran out of the car.
"Young master, you ......" the driver looked at him.
"It's too late!" As he spoke, he hugged Jing Qingran horizontally and ran forward into the sea of cars, yes, running forward, not forward!
Now, he can't care about anything, if the woman in his arms and the fetus in her womb have three long and two short, then he will not forgive himself in this life, absolutely not! He just hugged her and ran to the hospital, and the eyes of passers-by were dismissive.
The car is still congested, and you can't move an inch.
Jing Qingran leaned on his arms, weakly shrunk into his arms, this is still winter, the weather is cold, and there are many clothes on his body, Jing Qingran is so painful that he is dying, and he opens his eyes to see the man holding him, running desperately in the sea of cars on the highway, she stretched out her hand to go around his waist, "Xianggong......" tears flowed out uncontrollably.
"Don't be afraid, the hospital will be there soon, listen to me, it'll be fine." He ran briskly, comforting her in his arms.
"Hmm." Jing Qingran nodded to him weakly and painfully.
Many people sat in their cars, looking at the road, and the only man running forward with a woman in his arms was the only one.
"This man...... Isn't it Mu Shao? "Someone recognized him.
"Yes, it's Mr. Mu, the woman he is holding in his arms should be his wife, I saw his wife last month, Mrs. Mu had a big belly at that time, and it looks like she should be going to give birth in a few months." Someone said.
Mu Shao inherited the family business, and people's names for him naturally changed.
"I have long seen that Mr. Mu loves Mrs. Mu like his wife, but I didn't expect that now in this traffic jam, regardless of the identity of the president, he still runs forward on the road with Mrs. Mu in the traffic jam...... Is there something wrong with Mrs. Mu? Or is Mrs. Mu about to give birth? ”
"Look at this should be production, last month, Mrs. Mu's belly was very big! Moreover, Mrs. Mu herself said that it will be produced this month. ”
"Alas, it's a pity that the road is too congested, and we can't help much when we sit in the car."
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Mu Zhengchen quickly came to the hospital with Jing Qingran in his arms.
They had already called the hospital to deliver the baby, at this time, the nurse pushed the stretcher, Mu Zhengchen put Jing Qingran on the stretcher, let Jing Qingran lie flat on it, the two nurses pushed the stretcher to the elevator, Mu Zhengchen also kept walking beside the woman lying on the stretcher.
"Wife, don't be afraid, even if it hurts to have a baby, it will pass after a while, don't be afraid......" He looked at Jing Qingran and said to her.
"Hmm." Jing Qingran nodded at him.
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