Sheng Jinchu got up suddenly, and the action startled him.
Song Chu amplified the gasping sound of pain: "It hurts" He increased the strength of his hand a little, "Be honest, let me hold you for a while."
Escaping from the dead, he really felt very rare. Moreover, how long has it been since he hugged her so well?
Song Chu closed his eyes tiredly and thought, it seemed that it had been a long time.
Sheng Jinchu's back was stiff and he dared not move. His arm broke when he grabbed a flight attendant and the plane shook violently. Pain is certain, but Sheng Jinchu knew that his utterance just now was bluffing.
"Do you want to be ashamed?"
"No." Song Chu's voice was weak, but he said simply: "I want you."
Soon he fell into a coma again.
Sheng Jinchu couldn't hear any movement for a long time, so he stood up slowly.
She stood by the bed for a while, but it still felt like a dream. It's so peaceful, it doesn't feel real.
Sheng Jinchu was such a determined person, but now he stretched out his hand to check his temperature, and at the same time reminded himself that this was not a dream.
First, one wing of the plane was drawn into the cumulonimbus cloud. It is said that a pilot turned too fast in a hurry, and the fuselage was under too much pressure, and was swallowed whole.
Once the plane breaks into the cumulonimbus cloud, it will be more or less ominous. The plane ended up breaking out somehow. It barely landed at the nearest airport, but the fuselage was seriously damaged. And there were casualties.
The airport dispatched rescue, and the crew members and passengers were sent to the local hospital for emergency treatment.
When Sheng Jinchu received the news, he was not sure whether Song Chu was among the dead.
She and several executives of China Eastern Airlines flew to this city for the first time.
Along the way, Sheng Jinchu's hands and feet were cold, his mind went blank, and he had no ability to think at all.
The whole person seems to be emptied, but also seems to be filled with fear and sadness.
Until this moment, seeing him sleeping soundly in front of her eyes, his body warm, her hanging heart finally came to fruition.
Sheng Jinchu is unbelievable, she has always been so active in wanting to get it. There are countless greedy people around her, almost everyone is, and they always have to think of more.
At this moment, as if suddenly enlightened, I realized that what a person really wants is actually very little.
It is actually enough for the person you love to breathe evenly in front of you, or for you to live peacefully by yourself.
After the accident, it was a serious blow to China Eastern Airlines.
In addition to the two flight attendants walking in the aisle, four other passengers died because they were out of position or not wearing seat belts.
However, the airframe was severely damaged, and a Boeing 787 was almost scrapped.
Eastern Airlines is in crisis.
It was supposed to be time for the annual vacation, but some executives were still running around, dealing with various matters.
Sheng Jinchu's workload became heavier and heavier.
Fortunately, Song Chu's body gradually recovered.
She tried to spare time to visit him in the hospital.
"Why didn't you tell me about uncle?" Song Chu heard from Chu Manyun that Sheng Wenzhong had died of cancer. Chu Manyun was also very sorry about this, after all, it was too late when he got the news.
Sheng Jinchu's action of peeling apples stopped suddenly.
She glanced at Song Chu and said, "You're still in the hospital, and you've already left. What can you do?"
Fortunately, life, old age, sickness and death, she wanted to understand a little bit.
I can suppress the sadness in my heart.
Song Chu lowered his eyes regretfully, and said displeasedly; "Why didn't you call me when my uncle was in the hospital." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com