In the luxurious VVIP ward, Qiao Weiwei was carefully placed on the bed by medical staff.

Liang Bo took the lead on the sofa beside her bed, grabbed her cold hand, leaned over her lips, and kissed her gently.

The bottomless eyes were covered with a layer of mist.

Looking at Qiao Weiwei's scarred and fragile appearance, the flames in his heart became more and more prosperous.

One hour later,

Feeling a warm liquid sliding down on your cheeks, Qiao Weiwei slowly opened her eyes.

What caught my eye was a cool, pale and gloomy face.

The tingling sensation on the lower half, the body made her unconsciously feel bored/humph.

Looking at the cold mist-filled eyes, she frowned and said, "Master Bo, are you keeping the child?"

"We will have our children again, be good..." He stretched out his hand, held her pale face, moved his lips, and his voice was a little hoarse.

The movement was too big, and the pain was like tearing the stitches on his chest, he still held her face...

Liang Bo's words were like a knife, deeply penetrated into Qiao Weiwei's heart.

The child is gone...

When he lived in his body, she had no idea, and had never said a word to him, nor had she given his maternal love to him.

Now, he is gone...

"Did the doctor say how old he is?"

"One month..."

Warm tears burst out from his eyes, moistening his fingertips, but blurring his gaze.

Her child is only one month...

Chen Bihua and Qiao Moli are all them!

Thinking of this and what they did to themselves, Qiao Weiwei hated her to the extreme.

They killed her child with their own hands.

She gritted her teeth and sat up with difficulty. She got out of bed barefoot despite the pain on her body, clenched her hands tightly into fists and said, "Chen Bihua, Qiao Moli, I'm going to kill them! Kill them! If it weren't for them, my child wouldn't have died, and he wouldn't have died!"

As he said that, Qiao Weiwei picked up the sharp fruit knife on the bedside table, and a strong murderous aura appeared in her scarlet eyes...

Liang Bo quickly walked to her side, regardless of the pain of the wound, stretched out his long arms and hugged her in his arms with heartache.

He gently stroked her hair and said, "Leave all these things to me. Just keep your health well. The ground is cold. Come on, let's go to bed!"

The swollen cheeks like steamed buns were pressed against his body, and the scorching pain spread.

"No...I don't want it, I'm going to kill them! Kill them with my own hands!" She kept struggling, and her hands were slapping the cold and thin wounds with her hands...

The pain made him pursed his thin lips. He stretched out his hand, grabbed her restless hands, and hugged her tightly, and said, "You are here to take care of your body, and your world will always be clean. I will do these bloody things. OK..."

"Wuwuwuwuwuwu... Master Bo... I'm so depressed, I think I'm going crazy! I regret it. If I hadn't fought head-on with them and their daughter at that time, then our children would not have any trouble. Why did I do this? I deserve to die, I deserve to die! Master Bo, I'm sorry! It was my impulse that killed our children!" As she said that, she went straight along his body bit by bit and collapsed to the ground.

Looking at her crying, his world seemed to shake the earth in an instant.

"Be good... the child is gone, we can ask for it again. If you are gone, it will be gone forever. As long as you can live in this world well, nothing is more important than you. You are sorry for nothing, be good... don't cry..." He whispered while wiping her tears, affectionately.

"Master Bo... do you feel sorry for the child?" She leaned in his arms and continued to choke...

"It hurts...but I feel even more painful when I see you crying like this..." He stretched out his hand, picked her up horizontally, and placed it on the bed.

Qiao Weiwei stretched out her hand, touched her lower abdomen that was as painful as a knife, sucked her nose, and her pale lips curled up weakly: "Hehe...hehe...he used to live here, but I didn't know...I didn't know!"

Looking at the tears, he was at a loss for a moment.

He used to be so arrogant in love, but he was used to seeing all kinds of scenes, but he had never been as panicked as he was now.

He stretched out his hand and gently painted it at the corner of her mouth, and the word "chuan" between her eyebrows became clearer and clearer little by little...

She was tired of crying, so she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

He stood up, and warm liquid flowed out of the torn wound, and a dazzling red mark was printed on his thin hospital gown.

He ignored it, glanced at her, and walked out of the ward with a serious expression.

At the door of the ward, Ou Xiangbei, with a melancholy face, was standing against the wall, quietly playing with the cigar in his hand. Seeing that the cold came out, he said, "How is she? When I came, I happened to hear her making noise, so I didn't go in."

Ou Xiangbei's eyes immediately stepped forward nervously when they fell on the red breasts, held him, and said, "The wound is torn? Let's go downstairs first."

Liang Bo raised his hand and said, "No need... wait for the apartment, just help me with it."

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The atmosphere in the apartment was extremely cold.

Liang Bo, who had treated the wound, sat quietly on the sofa, looked coldly at Chen Bihua, who was tied up with his hands and feet half kneeling on the ground and trembling, and said, "Where is Qiao Moli..."

"You may not say it!" Behind Chen Bihua, Ou Xiangbei stretched out his foot and kicked her hard in the back, and said impatiently.

"I know you are eager to protect your daughter, but you have to know that even if you don't say it, my brother will be able to find her. It's just a matter of time..." Liang Bo was standing beside him, smoking the coolness of the cigarette quietly, and spoke leisurely...

"I want to fly higher~~~Fly higher~~~~~" Wang Feng's loud voice cut through the solemn and cold atmosphere at this moment.

Ou Xiangbei took out his cell phone, took a look, and answered the phone...

"Young Master Ou, we have found that young man, and he said that everything was instructed by Miss Qiao's second family. He just used people's money to eliminate disasters. Look, what should I do about this?"

On the other end of the phone, the owner of the Mystery Bar said respectfully.

"Okay, I know, that young man, just use his hand to slap his hands!" A pair of peach blossom eyes, which were clearly black and white, tightened suddenly and hung up the phone.

"The phone number of the owner of the puzzle bar, indeed, it was Qiao Moli who tried to frame Liang Yi and Weiwei..." When it comes to Qiao Moli, Ou Xiangbei was a little bit gritted at the moment.

"Very good...very good..." Liang Bo picked up the exquisite gold-plated pistol at his hand, loaded the gun, and pointed it at Chen Bihua...

A pair of ice eyes, murderous intent is everywhere.

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