Wu Yuqing seemed to have seen a life-saving straw and grabbed his arm tightly, "Arui, save my child..."

"Don't cry, I'll take you to the hospital now!" Feng Churui picked her up, raised his eyes, and looked deeply at Wu Xuewei standing on the stairs.

That glance was extremely cold.

Wu Xuewei's heart tightened and she was almost unable to stand firm.

"You'd better pray that the child is fine." Feng Churui withdrew his gaze and hugged Wu Yuqing and walked away quickly.

Wu Xuewei's legs became weak, and she held the handrail and squatted down slowly. She leaned her head against the handrail, held her heart with one hand, gasped for breath, staring at the pool of blood on the floor, which was Wu Yuqing's blood.

Her child may have been wiped out because of her mistake.

Feng Churui said, 'You better pray that the child is fine'. When he was worried about Wu Yuqing, he wouldn't know that her belly also had a child in her belly!

She would not forget that his cold look was like countless knives that stabbed her like her, cutting her to the point of being completely exhausted.

No one knows silent tears, her sadness, her pain, and her repentance.

Feng Churui and Wu Yuqing are like two tyrants. They were obviously hurting her, so why did they appear in front of her with confidence?

Yes, she mistakenly pushed Wu Yuqing down the stairs, and she admitted her mistakes, but she didn't mean it.

If time could go back, she would rather roll down the stairs than be the one who would become a murderer who would kill the child!

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Standing at the corner of the corridor, leaning against the cold wall, Wu Xuewei looked at the ceiling with a distracted look. At the end of the corridor was the emergency room, Wu Yuqing was still in the emergency room, and Feng Churui stood outside the emergency room across the door, lowering his head, with a dim expression.

Time, every minute, lingered Wu Xuewei's heart.

She didn't dare to go forward, for fear of seeing his cold eyes again, and even more afraid, his disgusting expression.

The door of the emergency room opened, Wu Yuqing was pushed out, Feng Churui walked forward and asked the doctor: "Doctor, is the child saved?"

The doctor pulled down the mask and shook his head helplessly: "Mayor, we have tried our best, but the fetus has not been saved. Miss Wu is still young and has to take care of her health. The child can still be asked for it in the future."

Feng Churui lost his mind for a long time before nodding, and followed the nurse to send Wu Yuqing to the ward.

Wu Xuewei walked out of the corner and stopped the doctor. She was too far away and she couldn't hear what they were saying just now.

She clenched her five fingers nervously: "Doctor, how is Miss Wu's child...?"

The doctor looked at her suspiciously, and saw that she didn't look like a bad person, so he told her: "Ms. Wu's child has been aborted and has not been saved."

Wu Xuewei didn't know how she got out of the hospital, but she just felt that there was never a winter that made her feel so cold.

She was so cold that she was shaking all over and her teeth were trembling. She hugged herself, trying to give herself a little warmth, but it was just futile.

My whole body is cold, how can I produce warmth?

He walked step by step, aimlessly, and did not dare to go back to the villa. There was no blood left in Wu Yuqing, reminding her that she was a tyrant and killed a child's life.

Suddenly, she ran back like crazy again, running all the way back to the hospital.
Chapter completed!