Chapter 342 Love Gu

"What, you want to stop me?"

"I dare not. I believe that the young master must have his own difficulties in doing this, but the young master and his wife are a reasonable person. If the young master can tell his difficulties to his wife, I believe that no matter what kind of difficulties there are, the wife can Accompany the young master to break through."

"Ha," Lu Shaoming chuckled with unknown meaning, "It seems that since I haven't been here for a few days, the wife is already in charge of the house."

These words were so serious that the old housekeeper was startled and looked up at Lu Shaoming.

The man's eyes were dark and deep, inscrutable and incomprehensible, but there was no warning or danger in his eyes. His bright pupils were covered with a faint glaze, which was actually a bit soft.

The old housekeeper wanted to look again, but Lu Shaoming had already stretched out his long legs and walked towards the door.

Ou Luoxi was standing by the door at this time. He saw Lu Shaoming walking towards this side.

"elder brother."

Lu Shaoming nodded. He reached out and patted Ou Luoxi on the shoulder, "Luo Xi, thank you for your hard work. You can go about your work tomorrow."

"Yes." Ou Luoxi nodded.

Lu Shaoming raised his feet and wanted to leave.

But his wrists were restrained.

Looking down, Ou Luoxi took out the right hand he had just wiped from his trouser pocket and was holding his wrist.

Lu Shaoming stood up straight and raised the corners of his mouth with interest, "Luo Xi."

Ou Luoxi looked at the second floor and said in a slow and paranoid voice, "Brother, don't leave. Sister-in-law, thank you for your hard work..."

Lu Shaoming frowned. Warm liquid rushed out from the tip of his nose. He stretched out his hand to block it, "Luo Xi, let go."

The voice is undeniably powerful.

Ou Luoxi looked at the blood rushing out of Lu Shaoming's nose, and her pupils shrank sharply, "Brother."

"Don't make a sound!" Lu Shaoming glanced at him, shook off his hand, turned around and walked out of the villa door.

…

There were several luxury cars parked outside the lawn. Zhou Dayuan's tall figure was leaning on the body of a luxury car. He was wearing a gray sweater and a black cotton coat. The man's slender and beautiful hands were inserted into his trouser pockets. His quiet and gentle breath gave these It adds a touch of warmth in winter.

He watched as the door of the villa was pushed open and Lu Shaoming came out.

The man's steps were a little hurried and he staggered a little. Zhou Dayuan's black eyes behind his golden eyes flashed and he stepped forward quickly.

Holding Lu Shaoming's arm, "Shaoming, are you okay?"

Lu Shaoming's big hand covering his nose was dyed red, and the blood flowed out from his fingers, and fell into the lawn drop by drop, disappearing.

He lowered his eyes, shook his head, and said in a weak voice, "Let's go, go quickly...don't let her see..."

Zhou Dayuan frowned, but showed no signs of panic. He was obviously familiar with this scene. He took out a white silk scarf from his cotton coat, covered his nose, and helped him into the car.

The rear door of the luxury business car opened, and there were two nurses in white coats inside. The nurses helped Lu Shaoming sit in the back seat.

Lu Shaoming nodded his head back to the back of the seat, and the white roof of the car was blurred in his pupils. He breathed hard one by one, but he couldn't breathe. The veins on his forehead were filled with blood rapidly, and they looked like they would burst in the next second.

The brain is confused, aching, and the heart-piercing pain spreads throughout the body, but the woman's voice lingers in my ears: Husband, I miss you so much...

"Ning Qing...Ning Qing..."

He called her name in the chaos.

Zhou Dayuan knelt on the chair. He reached out and patted Lu Shaoming's face twice. The man's pupils rolled back and his facial features became distorted. He was suffering from huge pain.

Zhou Dayuan spoke, speaking quickly but clearly, "Lu Shaoming, listen to me now, close your eyes, take a deep breath... Forget Ning Qing, don't think about her, you can't think about her now... Live on, tell yourself you want to live!" "

Stay alive…

Zhou Dayuan's voice penetrated into his mind, and the thing he had been holding on to in his hand disappeared. There was an empty space in his heart, but his body felt better.

A deep breath suddenly came from the quiet carriage, as if a person who was about to suffocate had risen to the surface and could breathe.

Lu Shaoming was breathing.

"Oxygen mask, get the oxygen mask quickly!"

The nurse professionally and quickly covered Lu Shaoming's mouth and nose with an oxygen mask.

After a while, the white mist of inhalation and exhalation floated on the oxygen mask.

Zhou Dayuan sat on the seat, a bit decadent, his heartbeat was beating hard, every time he gave Lu Shaoming first aid, he seemed to have experienced life and death with Lu Shaoming, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead in the winter.

Don't know when it will end?

At this time, a woman dressed in black jumped into the car. She glanced at Lu Shaoming and said to the driver in a cold voice, "Drive."

The luxury business car drove out.

…

The woman sat on the seat on one side and said in a cold voice, "He's not dead?"

Zhou Dayuan raised the corners of his lips and smiled lightly, "If he dies, who will pay you?"

The woman sneered disdainfully, "I've had three or four attacks in just over a month, and this time I even risked my life. When I looked at that woman, she was nothing but beautiful."

"...It's what you fall in love with."

"Can he be emotional now? What he has been infected with is this kind of poison that comes from the Miao border in the Western Region. It is very powerful. Once a person becomes emotional, he will suffer a life-or-death disaster. But if he can give up love, he will be a A healthy and normal person. Let him forget about that woman. Survival is the most important thing. That woman is already his talisman. "

Zhou Dayuan didn't say anything. He glanced sideways at Lu Shaoming. The man's handsome face was very pale. There were large blood stains on his gray scarf and hands. His noble appearance revealed a bit of desolation.

Zhou Dayuan sighed in his heart, what will happen to him when the person he loves deeply becomes his poison?

…

Lu Shaoming slowly opened his eyes. He looked around. He saw the villa under his name and the low-key and luxurious bedroom. He was lying on a wicker chair with a blanket covering him.

"woke up?"

Lu Shaoming looked sideways and saw Zhou Dayuan sitting on the sofa not far away.

"Yes." Lu Shaoming raised his hand and touched his forehead. His body was full of the smell of sweat and blood. He stood up and said, "I'm going to take a shower."

Five or six minutes later, Lu Shaoming walked out of the shower room. He was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, and his whole body was soaked in the damp and cold air of just taking a shower.

He casually wiped his hair twice with a towel in his hand, then walked to the counter, took a glass of red wine and poured it into the goblet.

He walked back to the sofa and sat down on one side of the sofa. He handed Zhou Dayuan a glass of red wine. He held the red wine glass in his right hand. Yingting's back was close to the sofa and he took a sip.

Zhou Dayuan picked up the red wine glass and glanced at the man. After taking a bath, his down and tiredness faded away. He looked young and handsome. He leaned back lazily and his two long legs were superimposed on each other. Because the legs It's too long, and even the black trousers look a bit out of place.

Zhou Dayuan took a sip of red wine and praised, "It tastes good. Come, let's drink to you for escaping from death again."

Lu Shaoming glanced at him lightly in the coquettish red wine, "Can you speak? If you can't, shut up."

Zhou Dayuan shrugged, "I can't speak, so let me ask you, what are you going to do when you return to T City?"

Lu Shaoming's deep facial features were firm and silent, and his two brush-like long eyelashes drooped quietly, showing no trace of emotion, "What do you want to say?"

"Oh, you don't understand what I want to say? We are all men who have passed our thirties, and we will no longer be childish and shallow when looking at problems. You are hit by a ****. Every time you look at Ning Qing, think about Ning Qing, You will be at the gate of hell once. I don't agree with you going home to see Ning Qing. You insist on going your own way. Now, is it better? Leng Zhiyuan is right, Ning Qing is your life reminder, so , if you want to survive, let her go.”

Lu Shaoming's big, knuckled hands shook the red wine glass lazily, his thin crimson lips parted lightly, "Let her go so that other men can have her?"

"If you don't let her go, you will die and she will still be possessed by another man."

"Well," Lu Shaoming snorted and raised the corners of his lips sarcastically, "Dr. Zhou, what about you? You should be sensible and calm enough. Why wait until you are thirty for a woman who betrays you?"

Zhou Dayuan, “…”

Lu Shaoming stretched out his left arm and put his big hand on the back of the chair. His index and middle fingers tapped rhythmically on the back of the chair. Under his thin shirt was his muscular chest. He slowly closed his eyes and said, "Da Yuan, What does it mean to let her go? I don’t understand. Can you teach me how to do it? She and I are not together. She is in the Lu family. I am here. Even if I can divorce her, the situation is just like this. I can control me. I let her go physically, but I couldn’t control my heart.”

"I can't control myself from thinking about her. I can't control myself from going back to the Lu family to see her even if I die if I see her. My head and heart are full of her, and no one can drive her away."

Zhou Dayuan looked at his frown and asked, "Does it hurt again?"

He had never been exposed to this kind of ****. Lu Shaoming was his first patient. He knew he would be in pain, but he didn't know how painful it was.

Lu Shaoming was a deep and reserved man. He would not even express minor aches and pains. Only three or four times did he feel severe pain. Such a strong man fell to the ground and rolled around.

"It doesn't hurt, it's okay." Lu Shaoming shook his head.

Whenever he thought of Ning Qing, it felt like there were bugs crawling in his blood. The deeper he thought about it, the bugs began to gnaw at his bones, causing heart-piercing pain.

Just now at the Lu family, he felt out of breath, numb from pain, and might die in the next second.

That little face came to mind. Today she was wearing a white cotton nightgown. The nightgown was loose-fitting, with a cute blue bow on the neckline, and puffed lantern sleeves, which were short enough to cover her knees.

Perhaps she had just come out of the quilt. She had two bare legs and a pair of pink cat-eared slippers. When she stood on the stairs and looked at him for the first time, she felt a little confused. Be careful of the little angel who fell to earth.

Three thousand blue hairs were scattered messily, and there were sparse bangs on her forehead. There was a band-aid on her forehead in the bangs, and she didn't know where the injury was.