Chapter 99

Jiang shaoxun is like a poppy. She knows that she can't touch it, but she gradually gives her heart away in the process of getting along with each other day and night. Now that she is in such a situation, she is also to blame.

The next room.

Jiang shaoxun sat in the dark, listening to the low voice from the next door, suppressed crying, and the strong cough from time to time.

He took out his pocket and found that he didn't know where the cigarette had gone.

His face is uncertain, his body is filled with strong sadness, mixed with a little fragile, so strong a person, always omnipotent, but now like who abandoned.

Song Heng came to work overtime in the middle of the night, turned on the light, and saw such Jiang shaoxun.

He respectfully handed Jiang shaoxun a piece of information, and then stood aside, waiting for Jiang shaoxun's orders.

The information was put on the table, and Jiang shaoxun opened it for a long time.

There is also a picture of Nie Changhuan at the age of 18, full of youth and beauty. She is as blank as a piece of white paper, but makes him want to dye some color.

The air is very quiet, the cry next door gradually lower down, long Huan is afraid to cry tired.

Jiang shaoxun clenched the information in his hand. His face was cold and cold. He tore the information in his hand to pieces, and his lips were a little contemptuous: "who brought her here?"

Song Heng frowned and pushed Zhao Chengqin out: "Miss Nie's agent sent her here."

"Take her own stand and fire her."

Song Heng shook his head and sighed in his heart. He had told her not to get involved in it. She didn't listen.

Changhuan is tired of crying in the next room, and several cigarette ends are piled up on the floor. She wipes her red and swollen eyes, and after smelling the smell of cigarettes on her body, she frowns.

After calming down, she found that she really hated the smell of cigarettes.

I don't know if it will hurt her if she absorbs so much nicotine tonight.

Changhuan looked at himself in the mirror, a large bruise on her chin, she is doing something vicious, let him treat her like this.

On the wrist, there were traces that he had scratched. Five finger marks were engraved on it as if they were brand marks. Changhuan wiped some ointment on himself before returning to bed.

She held him in her arms, only to find that he had some fever, cracked lips and abnormal redness.

Lose lose small face tight wrinkly, a pair of uncomfortable appearance.

Changhuan finally settled down and her heart was in a mess. She changed her clothes for DIU, and took DIU out of the door.

"DIU DIU, it's OK. Mommy will take you to the doctor."

Song Heng, who is almost dozing, wakes up at the door closed by the news from the next door. He looks at Jiang shaoxun, who is still sitting on the sofa. If he takes part in the woodman contest, his boss may win the first place.

Song Heng opened the door and looked at the door. He saw Chang Huan holding Diao in a hurry to enter the elevator. It was a big night.

He looked back at Jiang shaoxun: "President Jiang, Miss Nie has gone with her baby."

Jiang shaoxun cold eye saw to come over, is she so disgust him? Disgusted to have to run away from him in the middle of the night?

Feet toward the table to kick hard in the past, the glass of the table split a crack in an instant, shocking movement.

There are more private cars and fewer taxis in this section of the road, but now it's in the middle of the night, and there's no way to get a taxi.

Changhuan stands on the road holding didiao. The street lamp pulls her figure to slant, lonely and helpless.

She walked up and down the road with didiao in her arms. The corner of her lip was kissing didiao's forehead all the time: "Mommy is here. She will go to the doctor soon."

But in the world, it seems that people don't get what they want. The more Changhuan wants to get on the bus, the less he can wait for it.

She was so anxious that when she saw the passing private cars, she always held out her hand, but none of them stopped.

The heat in front of her forehead is getting hotter and hotter. Chang Huan takes out her mobile phone and opens all her contacts, only to find that there is no one to look for.

Just found Zhenzhen's phone, but this idea was abandoned in an instant.

Can't find Zhen Zhen, in case she found Zhen Zhen, she and lost a contact, was found by the river master how to do?

She can't make an appointment with a driver on the Internet. If her name and phone number are exposed, it will be ruined.

The identity of an artist gives her many restrictions.

Chang Huan hugged and cried as she walked along the road.

A car is far behind them. Jiang shaoxun holds the steering wheel tightly and looks at Changhuan with complicated eyes. Her body looks so thin, but she has walked so long with her arms around her.

Don't you have to walk far away from him without a car?

But a moment later, Changhuan suddenly squatted on the ground, he saw her wipe tears action, thought for a moment, he drove the car in the past.

Changhuan didn't know how. First of all, she was feverish and vomited when she was walking. It was sour and smelly. She didn't feel dirty at all. She was in a hurry to wipe it.

Feeling a car parked behind him, Chang Huan stood up, patted the window and begged: "Sir, please, could you please take us to the hospital?"

When the car window came down, it was Jiang shaoxun's uncertain face.

Changhuan can't help holding DIU and taking a step back. Why is he here?

"Get in the car." Jiang shaoxun said coldly.

Chang Huan pursed her lips and opened the door. At this time, she didn't know whose car to take except Jiang shaoxun's.

Jiang shaoxun looked at the mother and son in the rearview mirror, stepped on the accelerator lightly, and the car rushed out like an arrow.

Chang Huan's whole mind is on him. He doesn't know how many blocks Jiang shaoxun's car is driving, and he doesn't know how many red lights he ran,

After arriving at the hospital, Chang Huan only had time to say, "thank you, sir."

As if it was just a stranger, just a kind-hearted person to send their mother and son to the hospital.

Jiang shaoxun leans wearily on the seat. He rubs his sour temple. Then he pulls out the key to get off the car and follows Chang Huan.

After Jiang shaoxun got off the bus, a car also got off the two people.

Nie Changqing stroked her flat stomach: "Mom, is that Nie Changhuan?"

Qin Fanghua pulls Nie Changqing to go in. He hates the iron but not the steel and scolds: "no matter what pleasure she has, you are too ignorant. How can you be caught? This big night, I hope not to be photographed by anyone, or you will be ruined

Nie Changqing is also very aggrieved: "how do I know that the last time I was recruited."

Lu Xiangyuan used to wear a condom all the time, but the night Jiang shaoxun helped Nie Changhuan to get back the photos, Lu Xiangyuan seemed to let off steam and made her die. She didn't remember to wear a condom, and the next day she forgot to take medicine.