"Bancheng, the festival mourns and changes, I'll give the old man a ride." Lu Zi's expression was solemn, and his tone was sincere.

"Thank you!" Gu Bancheng glanced at Lu Zilian, who was also haggard, and forced himself to squeeze out a smile.

"It should." Lu Zi raised his big hand, patted Gu Bancheng on the shoulder comfortingly, walked towards Gu Weiguo's hospital bed, and looked at the sleeping man bowing slowly.

"Brother Bancheng, Nizi is still in a coma, I'll come over for Nizi and give my uncle a ride."

Han Ziling has seen a lot of life and death, she is not afraid, nor too sad, and speaks in a calm tone.

sighed heavily, this was an eventful time, which made Gu Bancheng's heart knot: "Well, take good care of her!" ”

"Don't worry, it's just Brother Bancheng, Nizi's situation is really bad, and my little sister has a reluctant request." Han Ziling said that what Lu Ziyi had just explained, which was actually what she wanted to say.

"Ziling, you say." Gu Bancheng, who was clear-minded, had almost guessed what Han Ziling wanted to say.

"If Nizi calls you and asks about your uncle, you say that he had a successful operation, and the doctor says that she can't be stimulated, and that she is at thirty-two weeks, and the fetus is in a dangerous stage, and that there is a possibility of premature birth, or dystocia, or even massive hemorrhage, at any time."

"Don't worry, I understand." Gu Bancheng was a good talker and accepted the person beside him, in fact, he also hoped in his heart that Shen Jiani could be safe and give birth safely.

Han Ziling shook Gu Bancheng's hand, and said words of gratitude seriously and firmly: "Thank you, Brother Bancheng." ”

Gu Bancheng nodded, looked at the woman in black leather clothes, walked towards his father, glanced again, leaned on Milan's side, like a mother who had gone crazy, and shed a line of deep tears.

It is said that life and death are fate, wealth is in the sky, and at this time, he Gu Bancheng hated his fate very much.

If you want to get the love that you have cared for since childhood, you will eventually leave yourself.

The relatives who thought they could hold firmly in their hands have gradually drifted away, so what else does he have now.

If the heart is distorted, it is only an instant, then at this time, Gu Bancheng, who is at the tip of the bull's horns, has already begun to distort his heart.

Father, how can you, how can you leave us like this?

……

Mo Leng saw that Han Ziling and Lu Zilian looked thoughtful, picked up the porridge in the thermos pot and sent it to Shen Jiani's mouth: "Nizi, eat some porridge." ”

Shen Jiani had been looking at Han Ziling, who was holding notes, as if reading a document, and where she was sitting silently as soon as she entered the room, and she had a bad premonition in her heart.

But because Lu Dingnian and Mo Leng were there, they also arranged for her to eat in person, and they took a sip of porridge cooperatively, and asked without being too anxious: "Sister Ziling, how is my uncle?" ”

Lu Dingnian: "......"

did not leave Shen Jiani's ward because Lu Ziyi and Han Ziling came back, but sat on the sofa with his eyes slightly closed and as if he was asleep.

Yes, he is not reassured.

In fact, he knew best that the girl in front of him could eat porridge quietly, but he didn't shout to see her uncle, just because he was here.

If he leaves, then Nizi's emotions will come up, and Zi relies on his temperament to inevitably fight.

At that time, the child in her womb was preserved even if there were gods!

That's it, the descendants of their Lu family, he Lu Dingnian doesn't protect him, who will protect him?

Lu Zilai: "......"

Shen Jiani's weak voice successfully attracted his attention.

But it is not an easy task for him to be able to continue to look at the notebook without moving his willpower.