What happened to Dad? Rose also ran to Lu Congan’s side to watch him.
I’m fine, Lu Congan said, but his face was distorted because of pain.
He can’t lie on his back. He wants to protect his heart. His hands and feet gradually bend and fall asleep on his side. It hurts like pulling out.
What the hell happened? Paul asked Zhao Mengqing seriously while he was busy.
Zhao Mengqing has been here for several months, and after calculating the spoken English, he said, Brother Lu almost fell down on his way, Paul, please show him quickly.
The body of the text 316 Seek without suffering
Paul was in a hurry. Why are you so careless?
Zhao Mengqing was sad and regretted that the whole person was stupid. This time, it was also her fault. She suggested taking him out for a walk, but she failed to protect him properly and made him almost wrestle.
If anything really happens because of this, Zhao Mengqing feels that she can’t forgive herself even in this generation.
Paul quickly called his two assistants to come over and said to Zhao Mengqing, Mr. Lu is not suitable to move his place in this situation. I want to rescue Miss Zhao for him here. You people didn’t leave first.
Too many people around will not only get in the way, but also make the patient more difficult to breathe.
Zhao Mengqing naturally understands this truth. She immediately left far away with Chinese rose in her arms. She kept looking at Lu Congan’s side. She was afraid that Paul could not rescue people, so she really didn’t know what to do.
At this time, she suddenly realized that she really couldn’t bear to leave him, thinking about the small town, how brave he was, and thinking about the sick man, she always wanted to cry.
Mom, mom, don’t cry. Dad will be fine. Rose reached out to wipe her tears for her mother. Look, Uncle Paul saved dad.
Rose, you’re right. You’ll be fine.
Although Zhao Mengqing said so, she still couldn’t help crying.
Next to Asan, he was also very sad and said, It will be fine.
After nearly two hours of rescuing Paul, Zhao Mengqing was relieved and asked, What’s up?
Mr. Lu is blessed, or he can’t bear to let you go to safety with Rose. His assistant is wiping his sweat next to Paul’s sweating. He laughed and teased, I found that I can speak more and more idioms since Miss Zhao came.
Zhao Mengqing was so happy that he immediately walked beside Lu Congan.
Lu Congan was lying motionless with his eyes closed. Zhao Mengqing put his head on his chest and listened to his heartbeat.
The heartbeat is weak, but it is still there.
Liu Dage, it is good that you are all right …
Zhao Mengqing doesn’t know how to shape her mood at the moment. She feels suddenly relieved. She thinks that no matter how to ask others to return it, it’s nothing to say.
Paul asked the assistant to get a stretcher to carry Lu from Anlou to the bedroom.
Lu Congan is still asleep, and Zhao Mengqing is guarding the bed.
Section 41
Thick curtains pulled the room a little dim light. Lu Cong ‘an didn’t seem to sleep very peacefully. In his dream, he frowned gently. Zhao Mengqing looked at himself and felt pain for him. He couldn’t help crying again.
It is fortunate that the good man is all right, but what if this happens again in the future?
However, if you shake your body slightly violently, your life will be in danger. What can you do after that?
Of course, she doesn’t care whether to take care of his generation. She is afraid that he will feel bad in his heart. Everyone has selfesteem, especially such a person who used to be so beautiful. She is afraid that he will not say anything, but she is depressed.
Zhao Mengqing slept quietly with Lu Congan at his bedside and woke up in a short time.
When he woke up, there was little movement. He gently opened his eyes and quietly looked at the woman sitting by the bed. The soft light made her face more demure than beautiful and elegant’s.
It’s a beautiful day like this
Lu Congan’s chest still hurts to breathe. He frowned and could not help coughing for two times.
Brother Lu, are you awake? Zhao Mengqing quickly raised her hand and wiped her face with tears. How do you feel?
Lu Congan felt the same pain as a needle in his heart, and it was suffering that he didn’t catch his breath.
I’m … I’m fine. He smiled and smiled pale, reaching out and gently shouldering Zhao Mengqing. Have you been here?