Flash Marriage and Mysterious Hubby

"?" Huo Yaoting's eyes were completely red. He hugged Ye Xi tightly and used all his strength to hug her tightly. It was so painful that he couldn't say a word.

Feeling the cooling warmth of her body in his arms, her gush of blood soaked his black shirt and the cuffs of his suit jacket.

The pain of his heart being torn apart doubled every inch of his body after two years.

Someone screamed in his ear, "Take her to the hospital!"

The man who carried Ye Xi to the point where he was numb, and who was in so much pain that he had lost all sense of reason, only then did he suddenly carry Ye Xi.

When the warning sound rang, the people around the airport finally came back to their senses. They were so shocked that their faces turned pale and they gasped for breath.

KW Hospital, Emergency Room.

Leng Feng was wearing an aseptic surgical suit, and was sweating profusely after trying so hard to stop Ye Xi's wound from bleeding.

Taking the sharp scalpel from the nurse, she slightly cut open the cloth covering Ye Xi's wound.

A drop of cold sweat fell from the corner of the forehead of the cold wind. The nurse hastily used a handkerchief to wipe the sweat off the forehead of the cold wind, but was ruthlessly blown away by it.

Her middle finger that was wearing a white glove lightly pressed on the area around Ye Xi's wound, confirming the location of the bullet at a place especially close to the heart.

Cold Wind took a deep breath. The scalpel in his hand that had never hesitated before hesitated for a moment.

After being anesthetized, Ye Xi's face was pale as if he had no more breath, and his eyes continued to sink.

Outside the emergency room, two men sat together, their expressions equally solemn and cold.

Lu Jingxing had never shown a furious and fierce face to anyone, it was just that he was always cold, giving others a feeling that he was difficult to get close to due to his bad temper.

But now, he revealed his brutal and bloodthirsty side to the man who was sitting on the waiting chair with his hands clasped tightly and his knuckles white.

"Is Chairman Huo satisfied with the result we have obtained?" Lu Jingxing clenched his teeth and sneered, the rage in his cold eyes turning blood-red.

Huo Yaoting's neck drooped, and the dense stench of blood that came out from his black shirt floated in the air.

His thin lips were white, his breathing was heavy and light, cold and urgent. It was obvious that he was trying his best to suppress some kind of emotion.

Lu Jingxing looked at the man who was showing his concern for the people in the emergency room coldly, and felt sarcastic.

Today, the little woman who had been lying on the bed with a high fever and could not even walk steadily, appeared in his mind clearly and vividly, causing him to feel his heart ache.

At that time, he swore that he wouldn't let anyone harm her!

He had secretly sworn an oath to her and it was still engraved in his heart. However, in less than two days, he had personally seen her block it for the man who had severely hurt her.

Compared to blaming himself and feeling sorry for Ye Xi, he felt that she wasn't worth it.

Such a man who could hurt her without her will was not worth her sacrifice for him.

As he was thinking, the emergency room door was suddenly pushed open from the inside.

Lu Jingxing's expression changed as he prepared to step forward.

However, someone was faster than him, and a gust of cold wind brushed past him.

Then he saw him grab the collar of the cold wind that had come out of the operating room. His deep eyes were covered by a web of blood, silently but deeply staring at the cold wind.

When Leng Feng saw Huo Yaoting's appearance, she pursed her lips and said hoarsely, "Boss, Madame's position where she was shot was very special, not even one centimeter from her heart."

He felt the iron hand gripping his collar tightly, as if there was an endless amount of strength in it.

Leng Feng's throat became dry, but he continued, "My lady's will to survive is too weak. Forcefully withdrawing the bullet would definitely cause a huge bloodbath. Leng Feng is worried that my wife won't be able to hold on ?"

Before Leng Feng could finish his words, he was abruptly pressed against the wall by the door of the operation room. His chest was pressed down by a strong arm.

"What do you mean too weak will to survive?" How could she possibly have a weak will to survive? "She still has ?"

Lu Jingxing glared at the cold wind fiercely, his chest heaving with anger and pain.

Her cold eyes contained a deep pain.

His Songsong and Ji

ian, even if it were for Ji

ian, she would still work hard to let herself live.

How could he have the weak will to survive that he mentioned?!

Leng Feng had always respected and respected Huo Yaoting and a few others who were limited in number.

Now that he was being so impolitely suppressed, Leng Feng's face immediately darkened, a sharp and shiny image of a scalpel appeared in his hand, and he swiftly slid towards Lu Jingxing's neck.

Lu Jingxing's eyes flashed coldly, when the scalpel was about to touch his neck, he suddenly grabbed onto his wrist, without knowing how he did it, in a blink of an eye, his foot had stepped on the cold wind on his abdomen, pressing against the floor.

His handsome face had a crazed killing intent carved into it. He looked down at the cold wind and squeezed out two words from between his teeth, "Insolent doctor!"

Leng Feng was infuriated.

Throughout his life, other than the few people stronger than him in the special forces training, he had never encountered such a situation in years with his scalpel.

Now, not only did he make others stomp on his feet, he had also trampled on the medicinal techniques that he was so proud of. Leng Feng gritted his teeth, and for the first time, he really wanted to tear someone apart!

Lu Jingxing snorted, he suddenly let go of his leg and turned to walk into the operation room.

However, as soon as one of his feet stepped in, his arm was grabbed by a strong force that made it difficult to break free.

Lu Jingxing's eyes turned red, his other hand clenched tightly, if not for the fact that the people inside could not wait, he would have waved his fist forward without hesitation.

His jaw tightened, Lu Jingxing turned and stared at the man with the gloomy and cold face, "If you don't want Songsong to die, then let go now!"

Songsong?

Huo Yaoting's deep red eyes contracted for a moment as he stared at Lu Jingxing. He did not speak for a long time and spoke in a voice that was hoarse like an old man, "You are a doctor?"

Lu Jingxing didn't want to say a single extra word to him!

He threw away his hand and stepped into the emergency room, wrapped in cold and solemn.

Huo Yaoting clenched his fists and suddenly walked in.

Leng Feng stood up from the ground and looked at the operation room suspiciously for a few seconds, as if he did not believe that there was anyone else in this world more skilled in medical skills than him.

Once Lu Jingxing walked into the operation room, he looked at Ye Xi, who was breathing weakly on the operation table.

A few of the nurses were stu

ed, but they were convinced by the firm atmosphere emanating from his body. After hesitating for a moment, they quickly helped him put on the doctor's uniform.