Chi Xiaoyu was originally resting in the bedroom, but when she heard a mocking sound outside, she hurriedly ran out.

She saw the bodyguards carrying Gong Beiming out, and blood flowed all over the ground.

"North Styls, North Styls"

Mo Yunqi hurriedly stepped forward and covered her eyes, "Don't look, Xiaoyu, don't look"

Chi Xiaoyu didn't know where the strength came from, so she pushed Mo Yunqi away and chased the bodyguard out.

Mo Yunqi grabbed her from behind, "Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu"

After this pause, the car had already driven out.

"Let go of me, Mom, you let go of me! What's going on? ”

Chi Xiaoyu was already scared and cried.

"You calm down first, Gongbei Minghe, in order to force your father to agree to your marriage, he stabbed himself!"

Mo Yunqi said nervously, and after listening to Chi Xiaoyu, he almost fainted.

Oh my God, my God

What he said just now that he would handle this matter turned out to be to threaten Gong Zhensen with his own life.

How could he be so stupid?

Why is he so stupid?

"Mom, is he seriously injured, does it matter?" Chi Xiaoyu cried miserably, holding Mo Yunqi's arm and shaking.

Mo Yunqi was also worried, the scene was unbearable, there was so much blood, and he was stabbed twice

"Xiaoyu, I'm sorry, Mom really didn't know that such a thing would happen. If I had known, I would have gone in to dissuade it. ”

Chi Xiaoyu was terrified.

The two of them had just gotten together when such an accident happened.

"Mom, I'm going to go to the hospital with me, I'm going to stay by his side!"

Chi Xiaoyu ran to the garage, and only when she saw him with her own eyes would her heart settle down.

"Xiaoyu, I'll send you off, I'll send you there!"

Mo Yunqi then chased after her, and she naturally refused to let Chi Xiaoyu drive out alone.

With such a big stimulus, it's easy to have an accident while driving.

Half an hour later, Chi Xiaoyu and Mo Yunqi came to the hospital together.

Outside the operating room, Gong Zhensen was at a loss

"Sir, do you want to inform Jiang Chuyun?" Steward Shi reminded in a low voice beside him. "The doctor said that the young master may die at any time!"

"No in case, I'm going to keep him alive!!" Gong Zhensen snorted angrily.

Steward Shi nodded silently and stopped talking.

"The patient is now transfused, which one is the patient's relative?" A nurse hurried out.

"Me! I'm his father, let me come! Gong Zhensen hurriedly walked out.

Chi Xiaoyu glanced nervously and saw Gong Beiming on the operating table, his face was colorless, lying motionless, as if he was dead.

Her tears flowed down desperately

"Xiaoyu, it's going to be fine, come, mom hug!"

Mo Yunqi stretched out his hand and hugged Chi Xiaoyu tightly in his arms.

The door of the operating room was closed tightly, and time passed minute by minute, which was very torturous for Chi Xiaoyu.

"If I had known he would do this, I shouldn't have let him take this risk, Mom, I'm so sad, I'm so scared"

"It's okay, Jiren has his own divine blessing, he'll be fine"

Half an hour later, the door of the operating room opened, and Gong Zhensen walked out with a tired face.

"Zhensen, how's it going? How is he doing now? Mo Yunqi hurriedly asked.

Chi Xiaoyu also looked at it nervously.

Gong Zhensen sighed deeply, "Now that his condition is stable, he still has to be observed in the intensive care unit for a period of time." ”