Chapter 423

The river is weak. Hua Sheng is scared and hurries to call for Chuntao and gingko to send the river to the hospital.

It's only four o'clock in the morning.

Hua Sheng sat on a bench in the corridor with black eyes, worried.

"Don't worry, miss. My uncle must be OK." Spring peach and ginkgo a strong comfort.

Half an hour later, the doctor came out, "who is the family?"

"Doctor, I'm a family member, I'm his wife. What's his situation now?" Hua Sheng gets up in a hurry.

"No big deal, it's a sudden angina pectoris. I gave him a painkiller. I'm all right now. I'll pay attention to rest when I go back. Don't overwork these days. Pay attention to diet."

"Is it just angina?"

"Yes, but don't be careless. If angina is serious, it will cause coronary heart disease, heart disease and other diseases."

Hua Sheng nodded.

I heard there was no big deal, but I was relieved. After the doctor explained it, Hua Sheng went to the emergency room.

The river was lying there, still a little haggard.

"I'm fine." Seeing Hua Sheng coming, he wants to sit up and be knocked down directly by Hua Sheng.

"You give me to lie still and have a good rest."

"I'm fine, asson. Don't be nervous. I'm a big man. I'm not so delicate."

"It's not about men and women. Did you have angina before?"

The river shakes its head, reaches out and holds Huasheng's small hand in the palm of its hand, as if it were afraid of her disappearance at any time.

"Not before."

"That's strange. Well, how can I have angina?" Hua Sheng frowned. This disease is rare. It usually happens to the elderly. Grandma used to have several times when she was alive. The doctor said it was because of the acute pain caused by the lack of blood supply to the coronary artery in a short period of time. How could this strange disease happen?

River current looks up at her, "don't frown, you are so beautiful, frowning is not good-looking."

"Don't make any noise." Hua Sheng has no idea of joking at all.

"Well, I'm fine."

"Have you had a nightmare?" Hua Sheng recalled his state before his illness.

"Ah, yes."

"What's the dream? What's the thrill?" Hua Sheng stared at his handsome face.

There was a flash in the eyes of the river, but it soon disappeared. He thought Huasheng didn't find it.

But in fact, Huasheng is all in his eyes. No one is more delicate than a talented diviner's mind.

"Nothing. I dreamed that the tiger would eat me or something. It was messy. Maybe the workload was too heavy recently and the brain was too tired."

Hua Sheng didn't say anything and didn't continue to ask questions, but she plans to keep an eye on this matter in the future.

Jiang Liu took another two or three hours off after the painkiller injection in the hospital, and was discharged from the hospital at daybreak.

Hua Sheng didn't allow him to go to work and forced him to rest at home, so Jiangliu called his father to ask for leave.

Gingko cooked some white rice porridge. After eating a little, they had a rest. They didn't sleep well last night.

Hua Sheng got up after only two hours' sleep, but the river was very heavy.

Hua Sheng is a little flustered. She goes to the balcony of the villa and looks out of the window. She has a bad feeling in her heart.

After thinking for a long time, she called Fengxi.

"Feng Xi, I want to ask you something. Can you tell me the truth?"

"So serious, tell me." Wind Xi is watching TV at the other end, still holding an apple in his hand.

Hua Sheng hesitated for a moment, then asked softly, "in the previous incident, your master came here, and he knew our birthdays. Did he say how our relationship was? Do you agree with each other? Is there a lifetime of marriage? "

After listening to the wind, it's just a short silence.

"He said, didn't he? Tell me the truth. Don't hide a word. Please. " Hua Sheng took a deep breath, which was a little uncomfortable, because when he saw the wind, he felt it was not good.

"My master said Love is not long It's not easy for Fengxi to conceal, but he can only tell the truth. But Huasheng will be sad after hearing it. The four words of deep affection and short life are enough to torture the dead.