Chapter 80: Heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys are all soft

When Shen Qing took off her pajamas and changed into clothes in front of Nancy in the cloakroom, she gasped.

If she was frightened last time, then this time, Shen Qing could only be described as horrific. On November 26th, at the end of the month, the autumn rain continued. Mr. Lu came back from the military area with anger suppressed in his heart. He asked her what it meant to treat each other as guests and to live in peace. Before she could answer, he bullied her and punished her severely. After a while, all the bones in the body were almost falling apart, and no part of the body was intact. Seeing things and thinking about sounds, Nancy's wife's screams seemed to ring in her ears.

Seeing the person behind her staring blankly at her, she was not angry at all, but was extremely calm. As far as she was concerned, her relationship with Lu Jingxing was already a difficult one. Lu Jingxing was an all-rounder, and he had the same qualities that were unique to children of aristocratic families. He was the one who took advantage of her, and he was the one who wronged her.

He is the good guy and he is the bad guy.

At five-thirty, Shen Qing changed clothes and put on light makeup and came out. Lu Jingxing was already ready. He was wearing a navy blue suit and an iron-gray shirt. He looked bohemian and elegant.

The arrogance of a soldier and the elegance of a politician are all combined into one. For Lu Jingxing, it is not practical to rely on clothes. On the contrary, he has a unique aristocratic atmosphere, and he can wear his own unique taste no matter what he wears.

Xu Han drove to the airport. Today, he drove a valuable black Maybach. Shen Qing's long-term car was a black standard Mercedes-Benz. When he first bought it, he only chose a mobility scooter. Xu Han had seen Shen Fenglin buy too many since he was a child. Luxury cars, she didn't have much interest in those. Therefore, when she drove to the Qinyuan parking lot one day, she was shocked to find that her car was the cheapest and cheapest in the entire garage. Even the cars that Qinyuan servants used at home were cheaper than hers. A high-end Mercedes-Benz. Along the way, Shen Qing leaned on the back seat to sleep. The pain in her body and the groggy mind made her unable to bear it. Before going out, I sat in front of the dressing table and put on lipstick, just to cover up the pale color of my lips. Suddenly, I felt nauseated and almost burst out of discomfort. I sat at the dressing table for a long time before I suppressed the discomfort. Sitting in the car at this time, it was getting thicker and thicker. Lu Jingxing led her into the airport VIP room and met a few acquaintances. A few people came over to chat, and he chatted with them for a while. Everyone also knew Shen Qing, but they also knew that she had always been cold-tempered and didn't like talking to others, so they didn't deliberately go there. accommodate. When she arrived at the first-class cabin, she adjusted her seat, wondering if it would be better to catch up on some drowsy sleep. But the moment the plane took off, the discomfort she had deliberately suppressed surged out, scaring Lu Jingxing, who was sitting on one side, to the point of trembling with fear. The children all flew out.

At this time, it was not only the plane that took off, but also Mr. Lu's heart.

"Come here, come here, hurry up," the urgent shouts came and went, each one louder than the last. Mrs. Lu was sick. After being tortured by Mr. Lu like her life, she developed a low fever. It was the same as last time. The only difference was that she vomited violently this time.

All the bird's nest porridge she drank earlier was donated to the first-class cabin. Lu Jingxing held her in his arms with one hand and ran his hand along her back. The stewardess stood aside with a glass of water, waiting for her to finish vomiting and letting her rinse her mouth. But no, the plane took off from Jiangcheng International Airport. During the two-hour flight to Nancheng, Mrs. Lu vomited intermittently all the way. There was nothing to vomit. In the end, she was all acidic water. She was exhausted and stayed in Lu Jingxing. I couldn't move in my arms.

Mr. Lu was so distressed that his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys all went limp. He held her tightly in his arms, frequently spoke softly to Wu Nong and kissed her forehead, just to make her feel better. For a moment, several first-class passengers who knew Lu Jingxing well thought she was airsick, so they kindly offered her airsickness medicine, but he refused.

She was not airsick, but sick. When Lu Jingxing touched her, he felt that the temperature on her body was alternately hot and cold, and it was frighteningly tight. "Girl, we're almost there, we'll be fine when we get there," Lu Jingxing comforted her softly.

White clouds were passing by outside the window of the plane, and it was so beautiful. There was a blue sky above the plane and the sea below. But she had no intention of looking at such beautiful scenery. She just let Lu Jingxing hold her in his arms while she was dying. At this time, she was feeling hot and cold, and her legs and feet were weak. , dizzy.

Seeing this, the stewardess repeatedly asked if she needed to call an ambulance after the plane landed. Lu Jingxing declined softly, as if she was afraid of disturbing the person in her arms.

Then the stewardess was about to ask again, but the steward stopped her, pulled her aside, winked, and said coldly out of earshot of the passengers: "The Crown Prince of the Capital is not someone you can climb up to. The one in your arms is His wife, don't cause trouble."

The stewardess was stunned for a while, he... Is he the crown prince of the capital?

No wonder that as soon as he came in, everyone around him eclipsed him. With such a strong temperament, all the female flight attendants on the plane were talking about him. It turned out that he was actually the little-known prince of the capital?

He thought that everything would be clear after escaping Jiangcheng's rainy day, but he didn't know that Shen Qing would develop a low fever. During the two-hour flight, Lu Jingxing felt that two centuries had passed, taking care of Shen Qing all the way. She vomited, and he followed her to the bathroom, but she didn't. She felt comfortable. He held her in his arms and said all the nice things to her. He gently rubbed her soft cheek to prevent her from thinking too much because of the discomfort.

"Silly girl," he whispered with a hint of helplessness.

Shen Qing was stupid. If she had told herself early in the morning that she was not feeling well and would not be able to attend the old man's birthday party, he would not let her suffer this fate.