Zhou Chuyu looked at Qiao Weiwei in shock and said, "Vivi, you...you are awake."

Zhou Chuyu never expected Qiao Weiwei to wake up at this time.

"Sister Chu Yu, I'll ask you what you mean!" Qiao Weiwei looked at Zhou Chu Yu with her eyes, empty without any focal length, and two lines of tears burst out, soaking the snow-white and soft pillow...

My heart seemed to be cut into pieces by a knife, which hurts so much.

She bit her lower lip hard, and she hoped it was just a dream...

However, the blood and pain in her mouth cruelly told her that none of this was a dream, that all this was true.

Her child is gone? It turns into a pool of blood? It’s because of the strange fragrance on Sun Xiaoran?

No, she doesn't believe it, don't!

"Master Bo, tell me quickly, what does this mean! This is not true, right, right?!" She turned her face sideways again, looked at Liang Bo, and asked weakly.

Looking at her, Liang Bo's heart ached.

He took a long breath, reached out his hand, pulled her up, and hugged her tightly in his arms.

Her head was buried deep in her scented hair, but she didn't say anything.

"Are you all mute? I'll ask you something!" Qiao Weiwei roared, her hands kept pounding his back, tears falling like rain.

Why do God like to joke with her so much?

Give her happiness, but take it back in minutes, making her feel unbearable.

"Vivi, calm down." Zhou Chuyu stretched out his hand and patted her on the shoulder. Her heart was extremely sad. She felt Qiao Weiwei's pain.

On the side, the female doctor saw this and sighed deeply, then quickly walked out of the ward.

"Liang Bo, I hate you, why did you provoke Sun Xiaoran at the beginning... If you didn't provoke her, I wouldn't be hurt again and again. If you asked me to kill her with your own hands, she wouldn't have the chance to kill my child again! I hate you! I hate you!" Her fists pounded his back mercilessly, and kept sobbing.

The pain of losing her child has completely made her lose her mind.

He still hugged her tightly, kept kissing her hair, and said, "I hate myself too."

Tears passed through his face. At this moment, he was no longer a lofty king.

At this moment, he is just an ordinary father who has lost his child.

He also hated himself. If he hadn't bought a drunken bar, then so many things wouldn't have happened.

Thinking of this, he really wanted to shoot himself.

"I'm sorry, I didn't protect you." The force of hugging her increased a little more.

Her chin kept rubbing against her hair, her eyes full of sorrow.

"Ah!!! Ah!!!!" She cried heart-wrenchingly, as if she was about to tear her vocal cords apart. The hand that was hitting his back gradually became weak...

The slender red nails slid repeatedly on his thin gray cashmere sweater over and over again.

She is really about to be suppressed, she is really going crazy!

The hot tears soaked his mouth and burned his heart.

Her heart-wrenching shouting sounded like a knife, completely cutting him out of his body...

On the side, Zhou Chuyu finally couldn't control her emotions and she burst into tears.

After crying until he lost all his strength, Qiao Weiwei stretched out her hand, pushed Liang Bo away, moved her lips weakly, and said, "Master Bo, Sister Chu Yu, you all go out, I want to be alone and quiet."

"woman……"

"Please go out and let me be quiet alone." Qiao Weiwei looked at him and begged in a low voice.

She just wants to be alone.

Liang Bo didn't say anything anymore, stretched out his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, and pulled Zhou Chuyu away...

After they left, the ward fell into a dead silence again.

Qiao Weiwei leaned on the head of the bed weakly, stretched out her hand, touched her lower abdomen that was constantly throbbing. Her heart seemed to be pressed by a huge rock, and it was extremely difficult to breathe.

She has fantasized about the scene after the child is born countless times.

Sometimes, she is even curious. When the child starts to babble, she will call her father first or mother first...

After learning that she was pregnant, she was really happy and seemed to be soaked in a honeypot every day.

However, beautiful things are always fleeting with her.

She had only been doing this beautiful dream for a few days before being ruthlessly shot by Sun Xiaoran.

He stretched out his hand, took the fruit knife from the fruit plate on the bedside table, gently stroked the blade, his eyes full of murderous intent...

This time, she must kill her...

This time, she will definitely plan and will not be so impulsive anymore, let alone tell anyone.

This time, only success is allowed, no failure is allowed.

If Sun Xiaoran is not dead, how can she live in peace?

Kill her child, she will pay the price of bleeding.

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Dream Garden.

Dynamic music flows in the bedroom.

Sun Xiaoran, in a white casual outfit, followed the rhythm, swinging her long black hair to the fullest, swaying wildly.

The black hair is flying freely, swaying and charming.

Thinking of the mysterious woman telling her that Qiao Weiwei has been sent to the hospital, she danced a little harder...

My hand gently stroked my long soft hair, shook my head again, and crystal beads of sweat scattered...

"Bang!" The sound of kicking the door came, and Sun Xiaoran ignored it and continued to dance. She didn't have to watch it and knew that the person who kicked the door was Liang Bo.

A touch of joy of victory was pulled up at the corner of his mouth.

She knew that the reason why Liang Bo was so angry must be because Qiao Weiwei's child fell!

"Bang!" As the sound of the music ended abruptly...

And all Sun Xiaoran's actions also stopped because of the loud noise.

She cleared her throat, took a deep breath, turned around, glanced at the expensive speakers that had been completely scrapped on the ground, looked at the cold and murderous face with an innocent look, and said, "Master Bo, do you don't like this kind of music? Or do you like me dancing?"

Looking at her calm and innocent appearance, Liang Bo's anger became a little more intense.

He stood there, looking at her indifferently, but without talking to him. He clapped his hands to the bodyguard outside the door and said, "Come in!"

As soon as he finished speaking, four bodyguards entered one after another, occupying a row of cities, with a cold expression...

Seeing this scene, Sun Xiaoran felt nervous, and still looked confused and innocent, saying, "Master Bo, what are you doing!"

"Please her to the second floor..."

"Yes! Master Bo!" The four bodyguards immediately stepped forward, pulled Sun Xiaoran's arms and legs respectively, and lifted her up in a large shape.

"You guys let me go! Let me go!"

Sun Xiaoran kept struggling, but to no avail.

The bodyguards here only listen to cold words.

"Carry out~" Liang Bo raised his eyebrows, waved his hand outside the door, and ordered coldly.

"Yes, Master Bo!" The bodyguards nodded respectfully and quickly carried Sun Xiaoran, who was struggling constantly...

Liang Bobing narrowed his eyes, and a smile of extreme indifference appeared on the corner of his mouth. He walked out of the bedroom and took the elevator with his bodyguard to the second floor...

In front of the huge swimming pool, the bodyguards rudely threw Sun Xiaoran into an iron cage that only accommodated only one person, and then quickly locked it.

In the cage, Sun Xiaoran held the iron in his hand and wanted to struggle, but the cage was too narrow to move at all, and his whole body was trapped by the iron.

In the swimming pool, ice cubes were added, and layers of terrifying chill rose...

Sun Xiaoran sobbed and said, "Master Bo, what are you doing?"

Liang Bo glanced at her from a high place, and ordered the bodyguard beside him, "Give it down..."

"Yes!" The bodyguards spoke in unison.

Then, two bodyguards raised their feet and stepped on the iron chain tied to the cage. The other two bodyguards worked together to lift the cage and threw it into the cold and bone-breathing swimming pool without mercy...

"Ah~!!!" Accompanied by Sun Xiaoran's painful exclamation, the iron cage sank into the water little by little...

"Um..." At the bottom of the cold swimming pool, Sun Xiaoran closed his lips tightly, shook his head constantly, and vomited bubbles, and his brain was blank due to lack of oxygen.

The forced cold air penetrated into the pores without mercy, and the skin all over the body was so cold that it hurts...

The whole person was firmly covered by the breath of death, fear, cold, and suffocation, and these feelings were almost about to tear her into several pieces.

She opened her mouth and poured cold water into her mouth and nose, and she quickly held her breath again.

The overwhelming feeling of suffocation made her consciousness more and more blurred...
To be continued...