Fu Chen on the ground had no strength at all, and let the dagger go up his throat.

Trying his best to turn his head sideways, he looked at Yan Mu with a face full of fear and trembling calmly.

His thin lips were open and closed, not making a sound, but they were enough for her to understand.

"You and the baby, you have to be well...... Life. ”

Fu Qingshan was not in a hurry to start, and slowly looked back at the woman who was trying to make a sound, but because he was greatly frightened, his throat was like a woman who had been blocked.

He said quietly: "People say that the young lady killed her, right? The plan of the young lady and me fell short, because the heart was unwilling to hate the bones, and took the opportunity to kill the enemy of the father, what do you think?"

Yan Mu finally tried to make a sound, and nodded desperately to crawl over: "Okay, okay, I'll do it, I hate him, I'll kill him." ”

One more second of delay will give you a glimmer of hope to live.

Fu Qingshan's eyes tightened suddenly, and he laughed coldly: "You still expect to deceive me?"

You never thought of cooperating with me, but you just wanted to help him and force me to this day step by step, but so what!

He still lost at my hands, and soon he died at my hands!"

Yan Mu shook his head desperately: "No, it's not like this, I still have a way, you haven't reached a dead end, I still have a way to help you, don't ruin your future like this." ”

The knife was pressed down little by little, and blood quickly flowed out of his neck.

Yan Mu trembled in despair, and begged bitterly: "Don't, don't do it, believe me, you won't go to prison, the old man won't let you go to prison." ”

"Let's talk about it in the next life!"

Fu Qingshan's face was pressed fiercely, and the knife was cut down with the monstrous hatred of the past ten years.

The man on the ground fell into a coma, and the blood on his neck spurted out in an instant.

Yan Mu let out a rough gasp in his throat, and the whole person seemed to be evacuated in an instant, like a puppet, a scarlet as far as the eye could see, and there was no longer any consciousness.

The moment the knife went down, the door was slammed open.

One bullet hit the man holding Yan Mu hostage with lightning speed, and the other hit Fu Qingshan's knife-wielding arm at the same time, and the person behind him fell to the ground instantly.

Strangely, she felt as if she was floating in a cloud, confused, exhausted, sleepy, as if she would fall asleep in the blink of an eye.

But her eyes were always wide open, so empty, staring at the person on the ground was immediately dealt with urgently.

The whole hall seemed to be chaotic and noisy, but she couldn't hear a sound.

Then all the people left the room in two ways, arresting people all the way and saving people all the way.

Someone lifted her up and told her something, but she couldn't hear half a word except that she could see the mouth open and close.

She just kept her eyes on the bloodstained man, and kept following it briskly.

She saw him being lifted into the ambulance, and then the white-coated doctor stopped her outside, and all she knew was reaching out to push away the person who had stopped her.

It wasn't until the person beside her who was helping her said something to the doctor that the doctor got out of the way and let Yan Mu get into the car.

She didn't know who was supporting her, and suddenly she seemed to have lost even her basic discernment ability, maybe it was Uncle Zhou.

The doctor in the car had already started first aid, and she sat quietly on the side, staring blankly.

After a long time, she finally reacted, and looked sideways at the people around her: "Will he die?" ”

Uncle Zhou's face was extremely gloomy and angry, and now he no longer cares about the slightest bit of master-servant affection, and he can't care if Yan Mu is pregnant or not.

He opened his mouth word by word, and his voice was absolutely cold: "The young master is dead, and the young lady doesn't want to live." ”

"Good, good. Yan Mu was like a broken puppet, and he tugged at the corners of his mouth.

It's good, he's dead, she's not alive, and the two don't owe each other.

Since then, all grievances have disappeared.

The ambulance stopped at the hospital, and it was almost midnight, and a large line of doctors was already waiting there at the entrance of the hospital.

Fu Yuanshan's car arrived almost at the same time as the ambulance.

The person was immediately pushed to the emergency room, the cart was surrounded by a group of doctors, and Yan Mu was squeezed behind, numbly following the crowd forward.

Fu Yuanshan's face was filled with great sorrow.

At his current age, he couldn't bear such a blow, but in the end, he came here and leaned over to push the bed.

He followed the push bed forward, and for decades, his voice had never been majestic and calm, but this time, he was visibly trembling.

"Son, hold on, the best doctors are here, don't worry. ”

The hand hanging next to the cart moved slightly, and Fu Yuanshan noticed it instantly, and stretched out his trembling hand to the extremely cold hand.

"What do you want to say, dad is here. ”

The pale hand gently pinched his fingers, and even then, it was evident that he had exhausted great strength, but he could not utter a single word.

Fu Yuanshan's heart was full of pain and hatred, and he approached the man on the pushing bed, his voice was hoarse.

"Don't worry, I promise that Yan Mu and your child will not be harmed in the slightest, as long as you survive. ”

The hand finally let go and hung down.

When the bed was pushed into the operating room, the door closed immediately and a red light turned on.

As the minutes ticked by, everyone in the corridor held their breath and was silent.

Yan Mu sat on a chair in the corridor far away from the operating room, separated from Fu Yuanshan, and stared blankly at the three dazzling red words "during operation" on the operating room.

She didn't dare to get closer, she was afraid that Fu Yuanshan would not be able to help but strangle her directly.

At this time, if she could, she would prefer to sit on the ground and hug herself in a ball.

But with a baby in her belly, even if her back seems to weigh a thousand pounds, she can only sit upright like this.

A doctor took the documents out and walked towards Fu Yuanshan, Yan Mu stood up instantly, approached the past, hid behind the crowd, and listened.

Then the frightened voice reached her eardrums.

"Mr. Fu, Mr. Fu has injured an artery in his neck, the injury is critical, and the hope of rescue is small, please sign immediately to continue the rescue. ”

The crowd was stunned for a moment.

"Chairman, chairman, hold on. ”

"The eldest young master's life is hard, if there is hope, he will definitely be rescued, chairman, take care of your health. ”

The door closed again, and Yan Mu retreated to the seat farther away, a gasp of "ho-ho-ho" in his throat, with a sticky smell of blood.

She tried her best to restrain her breathing, hugged her lower abdomen with trembling hands, and muttered to herself: "Baby, baby is not afraid, is it okay for mom to take you away." ”

A rush of footsteps approached quickly.

Yan Mu raised his head, and Qiao Yin hurriedly ran over with an anxious face, the tears on her face were clearly visible, and her eyes were red.

She paused a short distance from the emergency room, gasping for air, staring at the closed door.

After a long time, he finally ignored the people outside the operating room, turned around and walked towards Yan Mu, squatting down to hug her tightly.