Su Xiaoya was dazed for a moment, then looked at Yao Qingshuang, who was red-eyed in the quilt, and finally bit her lower lip.

Squeezed out two tears.

"Me, my stomach hurts. Husband"

She covered her lower abdomen with her hands, looking tearful.

The soft and boneless little hand was on Qi Muchen's body, his little face was buried in his arms, and his body trembled from time to time.

"Ah, Goddess, what's wrong with you?"

Mumosen suddenly became nervous.

And Mu Moting went out directly and asked the maid to call a family doctor.

"Little Tooth, Little Tooth, don't scare me."

The old lady's face turned pale with fright, Su Xiaoya's hand kept covering her stomach tightly, and her cute and pretty face was crying with tears.

It looks like it's really scary.

A large number of people walked out of the room like this, and in the end, only Mrs. Yao and Yao Qingshuang were left sitting on the bed with white faces.

"Frost, you, you said you did such a foolish thing! I actually slept with a bodyguard in a daze! And just now it was so impulsive! ”

Mrs. Yao simply hates iron but not steel.

"I, I didn't."

Yao Qingshuang was already stupidly shocked, and finally came back to her senses.

"No, it must be Su Xiaoya's slut's play! She is an actress, she can cry when she says she can cry, and she pretends to be more realistic than anyone else! ”

Yao Qingshuang trembled, and her red eyes were filled with tears of resentment.

Although she did push Su Xiaoya just now, the force she used was not heavy at all.

Mrs. Yao stomped her feet and walked into the porch at the door to listen to the movement outside.

Qi Muchen had already carried Su Xiaoya to another room, and the family doctor invited by Mu Moting was an old Chinese medicine doctor with old qualifications, who was urgently taking Su Xiaoya's pulse.

A large group of people gathered at the door of the room, and the atmosphere was very tense.

Even Xiao Baobao was awakened, standing at the door and looking inside very uneasily.

He was wearing small pajamas, dragging a pair of slippers, and rubbing his loose eyes with his small hands, looking like he hadn't woken up.

Turning his head, Xiao Baobao saw Mrs. Yao who was inquiring about the situation, and immediately his face collapsed, snorted, and cried.

"Daddy Mommy looks so miserable. Will she be like last time, the little sister in her belly will be knocked out! ”

"Daddy is so scared! Mommy will shed a lot of blood like last time?"

Xiao Baobao cried louder and louder, and in the end, he really thought of the last time in Ningcheng Hospital, Su Xiaoya was dying.

So he hugged Qi Muchen's leg and cried like a little tearful man.

"Old lady."

Qi Muchen picked up his son with one hand and wiped away his tears with a handkerchief.

With a cold expression, he walked up to the old lady and narrowed his eyes.

"My wife was plotted and lost a child. I swore I would never let her suffer the slightest mistake. ”

"Excuse me, how should this account be calculated now?"

Mr. Qi's face looked so gloomy and cold, and Mrs. Yao, who was standing in the distance to inquire about the news, panicked and collapsed directly to the ground.

Outside the room, the old lady sighed and asked Mr. Qi to go to the living room to talk slowly.

In the room, only the two brothers of the Mu family and Su Xiaoya sitting on the chair were left.

"How's it going? Are my goddess and the baby in her womb alright? ”

Mummerson was as anxious as a monkey.

Mu Moting shook his head helplessly, pulled him aside, and whispered.

"You have to be more restrained, otherwise others will think that you and Cousin Xiaoya have something."