Chapter 1520
Chapter 1520
"Xiao Sheng, are you coming to take me home?"
In Fu Jingchen's bewitched eyes, it seemed that there was only room for one Lu Sheng, and the others didn't exist at all.
He rushed towards Lu Sheng, his face full of joy, but before he could hug the person he was thinking about, he was stopped by Mu Qingchen at the side.
"Fu Jingchen, let's focus, Xiaosheng is my lover now!"
The warning, and at the same time the words of sovereignty, fell word by word, full of a strong sense of oppression.
Everyone in the box was shocked.
"Tsk, what is this person's identity, dare to talk to Fu Shao like that?"
"What he said means that Fu Shao and Lu Sheng have divorced, right?"
"General Mu, are you crazy?"
"Is General Mu so young?"
Someone guessed Mu Qingchen's identity, and the box exploded in an instant!
"Nonsense, how did you get engaged to Su Luo before you divorced Young Master Fu? But looking at Young Master Fu's posture now, I'm afraid he regretted it, but Lu Sheng obviously climbed up with another man! What is the origin of this man? He looks so powerful !"
The people in the box suddenly started discussing, but no one knew Mu Qingchen's identity, until suddenly someone hesitated to speak out.
"I seem to have seen him on a military channel before...he seems to be that...General Mu...Mu Qingchen..."
Just when they were muttering to themselves and thinking a lot, Fu Jingchen suddenly spoke.
"You are talking nonsense, Xiao Sheng is mine, he is mine!"
As he spoke, he raised his fist and hit Mu Qingchen.
If you know what kind of person General Mu is, how could he have anything to do with a divorced man like Lu Sheng, and he even declared his sovereignty in front of Young Master Fu, making it clear that he likes Lu Sheng very much, this... this is simply too much Crazy!
Everyone complained in their hearts, but when they turned their heads and saw Lu Sheng's face, they suddenly felt that it seemed normal for him to be able to fascinate General Mu.
After all, even if he is a general, he is still a normal man, and if he is a man, he will be addicted to beauty!
But even so, he still frowned, looked in Lu Sheng's direction, and muttered, "Xiao Sheng, you are mine and my wife, how can you be with someone else! Xiao Sheng, I was wrong , I really know that I was wrong, please forgive me, okay? I know that I was too wrong, too wrong, I was only blind to recognize the wrong person, the person I love is you from the beginning to the end! Xiaosheng, please, come back to me, okay? I really can’t live without you, Xiaosheng..."
The almost begging voice turned into a cry in the end, but when Lu Sheng looked at Fu Jingchen like that, his expression didn't change at all, not even a trace of pity.
"General, find someone to take him back, let's go first."
But even if he is not drunk, it is impossible for him to be the opponent of Mu Qingchen who is a general, not to mention he can't even stand firmly now.
"boom"!
Fu Jingchen was kicked to the ground by Mu Qingchen, and fell to the ground in embarrassment, and didn't get up for a long time.
Lu Sheng frowned fiercely, and the hand holding Mu Qingchen's arm tightened suddenly.
"Xiao Sheng, what's wrong?"
A man's concerned voice came from next to his ear, but Lu Sheng bit his lip hard, suppressing the muffled groan that almost blurted out.
Suddenly there was a dull pain in his fingertips. Lu Sheng didn't have the time or interest to continue watching Fu Jingchen's drinking madness, so he simply reached out and gave Mu Qingchen a hand, and asked someone to arrange someone to complete the task issued by the system before.
[Great, your body data suddenly fluctuated strongly...]
The voice of the small system in his head also sounded, and at the same time, the pain in his ten fingers began to intensify little by little.
The symptoms that had been accumulated for a while broke out all of a sudden, before the 444 reminder was finished, Lu Sheng passed out.
Mu Qingchen's complexion became solemn in an instant, his dark eyes were full of haze, he hugged him horizontally, turned his head and walked out the door.
The adjutant was left to arrange for Fu Jingchen, because it was Lu Sheng's request, and even at this time, he helped him fulfill it.
"General... let's go back..."
His voice trembled slightly, and his eyes suddenly began to spin. Before he could finish his words, he passed out like that.
"Little Sheng!"
He was stunned for a few seconds, looking at the decoration in front of him, before he realized where he was, and then remembered what happened at the club before.
Pressing lightly on the temple with his finger, he fainted from the pain in front of Mu Qingchen. It is estimated that his illness cannot be concealed!
Just when he was a little helpless, a vague voice came from the other side. Lu Sheng turned his head and saw Mu Qingchen standing on the balcony on the phone.
The people in the box just watched Mu Qingchen take Lu Sheng away, and watched the adjutant dragging Fu Jingchen out. No one dared to make a sound, they could only watch like this.
……
When Lu Sheng woke up again, there was only one orange wall lamp on in the room, and there was no one else under the dim light except him.
Mu Qingchen walked quickly to the side of the bed, grabbed his hand, and held it in the palm of his hand, with obvious concern on his face.
Lu Sheng pursed his lips, smiled and shook his head, "I'm fine, don't worry."
After waking up, my fingers no longer hurt, but there was an indescribable numbness.
He kept a straight face the whole time, with a particularly dignified expression, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and his brows were furrowed. From his expression, he could tell that he was on the verge of rage.
He looked at the man outside the transparent glass window, with a complex expression on his face, and was about to get up, but at this time Mu Qingchen had already turned back from the balcony.
"Xiao Sheng, you're awake, how do you feel?"
Regarding his sudden fainting and his illness, neither of them said anything about it. They talked after drinking the porridge, and the atmosphere was quiet and beautiful.
After talking, Mu Qingchen carried Lu Sheng to the bathroom and washed up briefly before lying down.
After turning off the light, the room was dark, the bed was big enough, Mu Qingchen lay on it, hugged Lu Sheng tightly in his arms, and the two fell asleep cuddling each other.
A faint light flashed from Mu Qingchen's eyes, he held his hand tightly, and said in a soft voice: "It's good that you're fine, whether you're hungry or not, the porridge is cooked, keep it in the thermos."
Lu Sheng nodded slightly, it's fine if he didn't say anything, but he felt a little hungry when he said it.
Mu Qingchen looked into his eyes, smiled clearly, got up and walked to the side, poured out half a bowl of porridge in the thermos, and fed him spoonful by spoonful.
When the adjutant heard this, the smile on his face froze immediately, and he subconsciously looked at Mu Qingchen, waiting for the general's instructions.
"General, let me know, please?"
Lu Sheng reached out to hold his hand, blinked and looked at him expectantly.
The next day, when Lu Sheng was eating breakfast in bed, the adjutant knocked on the door and came in with a folder in his hand.
Mu Qingchen, who was feeding the porridge by the bed, paused, his eyes obviously suffocated, and he regained his previous calm after a second. He put the bowl in his hand by the bed, and was about to get up.
Lu Sheng glanced at him before turning away to look at the adjutant who was obviously a little embarrassed, squinted his eyes, and smiled lightly, "Adjutant Liu, if you are looking for the general to discuss my condition, can you just tell me here. I think I should have the right to know too, right?"
"Adjutant Liu, the general agrees, so go ahead."
"Okay," the adjutant stepped forward and handed over the folder in his hand, "Your situation requires immediate surgery..."
Mu Qingchen frowned heavily, "What is the success rate of the operation?"
Mu Qingchen's thin lips were tightly pursed, almost into a straight line, and the center of his brows had long been furrowed into a hill, looking at him with hesitation in his eyes.
"I can face it, tell me, okay?"
When Mu Qingchen met his gaze, his heart was jerked by something, and he reluctantly nodded after a while.
It happened suddenly at the club before, but I didn't expect it to happen so quickly and so violently that I didn't even have time to redeem the painkillers.
Lu Sheng looked at Mu Qingchen, but met a pair of eyes that were as deep as pitch black, and his heart trembled instantly.
He looked at him quietly, even if he didn't say a word, he could feel the depression, gloom and pain overflowing from his whole body.
"We hired the best experts in the country, but Lu Shao's cancer cells have spread, and the success rate is still hard to say."
In fact, 444 has already informed him of his situation, even if he undergoes an operation, he cannot be completely cured, at most it will make him less painful!
That's why he actively did tasks to get points, just to relieve the pain.
Mu Qingchen held his hand, clasping his fingertips tightly with Lu Sheng's, "Okay, let's do the surgery, you will be fine!"
The operation was arranged very quickly, and the top experts in China performed the operation in person.
"Xiao Sheng, don't be afraid, you will see me as soon as you open your eyes after the operation, and I will always be by your side."
"Xiao Sheng," Mu Qingchen said in a low voice, his voice was unbelievably hoarse, "Do you want to have surgery?"
Hearing his suppressed voice, Lu Sheng's heart ached, as if being poked by thousands of needles.
"General, I don't want you to worry, but let's do the surgery. I don't want a situation like last night to happen again."
Those eyes, which were as bright as stars, were now filled with a gentle smile, and this kind of smile even gave Mu Qingchen strength.
"I'm waiting for you."
The low-mellow voice rang quietly in the ears, and the fingers of the clenched hands were intertwined, as if they were transmitting each other's strength.
Before entering the operating room, Mu Qingchen kept holding Lu Sheng's hand, not daring to let go for a moment.
The lines on Junmei's face were all tense, even if he had as much self-control as him, he was so nervous that he could hardly control his expression at this moment.
Lu Sheng looked up at him, pulled his lips and smiled, "Well, I know, I know you will always be by my side, so I'm not afraid."
The red words "in operation" lit up, and he stood outside the operating room with no expression on his face, his thin lips were pursed into a straight line, and his whole body was tense.
As time went by, more and more people stood outside the operating room, even Fu Jingchen came, but he only stood on one side of the corner, waiting silently, praying that Lu Sheng would be okay.
He already knew that Lu Sheng's bone cancer was caused by his broken finger 12 years ago, and he didn't receive the best treatment, and gradually deteriorated.
With a similar smile, he slowly let go of his hand, and the nurse pushed the bed into the operating room bit by bit.
Lu Sheng stared at the deep black eyes that were staring at him from afar, with a smile on his lips all the time.
The door of the operating room was slowly closed in front of Mu Qingchen's eyes. Everything he was watching slowly disappeared before his eyes, and the smile on his lips gradually disappeared.
In the end, it was all his responsibility, so he had no face to stand beside Mu Qingchen, at the main entrance of the operating room, and wait for Lu Sheng to come out.
For him in this matter, it is already a luxury to be able to stand quietly in the corner and wait!
Time passed by every minute and every second, and the sky outside the window gradually darkened, and even a strong wind suddenly blew, and the wind howled, blowing the trees and shaking them non-stop.
The three words "under operation" are still lit up, a bit dazzling red.
The cold air in the corridor was overwhelming, and Mu Qingchen stood motionless at the door of the operating room, even his expression did not change, his pair of deep black eyes were fixed on the three blood-red words, the string in his heart was almost tense. It's all about to collapse!
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