Mr. Gu, Your Replacement Bride Is A Big Shot!

father had given him to him today.

Kan Shan was a spy.
Did that mean that Daddy had many spies around him?

Would those spies want to harm Daddy?

No wonder Daddy had said yesterday that he was worried that he wouldn’t be able to protect him.
He didn’t want his Daddy to protect him.
He wanted to protect his Daddy!

Just as Xiao Bao was thinking of returning to his Daddy’s side, he heard his mommy’s gentle comforting voice.

Xiao Bao looked up and met Qiao Nian’s bright eyes.
He was slightly stunned.
His mommy’s eyes were sparkling like diamonds.

“What about Dad?”

Qiao Nian’s expression hardened.
“Don’t worry, Dad will be fine.
Our family will be fine!”

Xiao Bao nodded obediently.

Seeing that Chen Qing had already sent Gu Zhou to the ambulance, Qiao Nian pulled Xiao Bao towards it and instructed Chen Qing, “Take Xiao Bao back first.
I’ll go to the hospital!”

Chen Qing knew that Second Young Madam’s medical skills were good.
With Second Young Madam around, Second Young Master should be fine.
The most important thing now was to comfort Little Master.

Chen Qing bent down and picked Xiao Bao up.
He instructed the bodyguards to follow Gu Zhou and Qiao Nian’s ambulance, lest anything happened midway.

He brought a small team of bodyguards and was in the same car as Xiao Bao.

The lights in the ambulance were bright.

Gu Zhou was lying on the hospital bed.
His shirt had already been unbuttoned, revealing the place where he had been shot in the abdomen.

The nurse at the side was urgently helping Gu Zhou clean his wound and stop the bleeding.

Gu Zhou had fainted, but because the nurse had treated his wound, he woke up from the pain.
In a daze, he opened his eyes and gasped again because of the pain in his abdomen.

He tried to regulate his breathing to ease the pain.

Qiao Nian sat at the side.
Seeing Gu Zhou so weak, her heart clenched into a ball.
She held Gu Zhou’s hand tightly and said softly, “I can’t give you anesthesia now.
If it really hurts too much, hold my hand tightly.”

Gu Zhou looked at Qiao Nian and shook his head gently.
He pulled his hand out of Qiao Nian’s grip and subconsciously grabbed the bedsheets under him.