After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone, directly ignoring Mo Feng's fragile rebuttal.

In the old place, the tacit understanding between brothers who have been fighting for many years still exists.

Ye Lingchen drove over, sat in the private room, and when he picked up the first glass of wine, Mo Feng arrived.

He opened the door breathlessly and came in, looked around, and was surprised: "Why are you alone?"

“……”

Except for the faint sound of music outside Bao Jian, no one responded to him.

Mo Feng sat down, took a sip of wine to moisten his throat, stretched his long legs at will, and turned on the resentful woman mode, "I sacrificed my nightlife to rush over, and you just snubbed me like this?"

"Fighting?"

The man who had been silent for a long time said two words, and his throat was dry and bitter.

"you, you..." Mo Feng answered with a smile, and suddenly noticed that something was wrong with the man hidden in the darkness opposite, and drank one sip after another, seeing that the bottle of vodka that he had opened before seeing him bottomed out, Mo Feng snatched the wine glass, put it on the other side of the table, and asked anxiously, "What happened?"

"It's fine." Ye Lingchen cherishes words like gold.

Unable to ask anything, Mo Feng touched his chin and pondered for a moment, and began to routine: "Aren't you in a hurry to go home to meet people in the afternoon?"

Mo Feng raised his hand and glanced at the watch time: "It's only been less than three hours, and something happened again?"

Ye Lingchen pushed him away, found a clean cup again, opened another bottle of spirits, added a few ice cubes to the glass, and slowly poured the wine along the wall of the cup, completely ignoring this resentful woman who sacrificed his nightlife to accompany him.

Mo Feng has a little emotion.

He didn't ask a word, but he guessed in his own heart that Miss Xiao at home might be angry with him.

Ye Lingchen was in a bad mood and came to the nightclub to drink alcohol.

Mo Feng took out his mobile phone and poked the screen to send a message on the sidelines.

Ye Lingchen drank sluggishly alone, and his consciousness was only slightly loose.

He looked sideways at the person he had called and left him who he didn't know who to complain to, and the white light on the screen reflected on Mo Feng's face, shining his lewd smile.

Ye Lingchen couldn't stand it anymore, he raised his foot and kicked the table, the wine bottle on the table shook along the huge vibration, and the waiter outside hurriedly ran in to take a look, and was frightened by Ye Lingchen's eyes, so he quickly withdrew and took the door.

He stared at Mo Feng with red eyes: "I asked you to come and drink, what are you playing with your broken mobile phone, if you don't drink, get out."

Mo Feng put away his phone, turned on the lights in the room, and glanced back at him: "What kind of nerves."

Immediately after, Mo Feng saw that his red eyes were exposed to the light, covered in bloodstains, and the dried blood stains invaded the suit, and the color was dull and difficult to distinguish.

When he came in, he still felt that the smell in the room was wrong, and he thought that the service had deserted and not cleaned it thoroughly, but he didn't expect it to be the smell of blood on Ye Lingchen's body.

He was also a little confused in his head, Ye Lingchen's situation, he really saw it for the first time, Mo Feng was distracted for a second, came back to his senses and strode over, opened a few bottles of wine, and put them on the table.

"Have a good drink tonight."

After waiting for several hours, the lights in the operating room turned from red to green, Aunt Tong's hanging heart fell, and the attending doctor came out in an isolation gown and took off his mask.

Aunt Tong hurriedly greeted her and asked, "Doctor, how is it?"

Going out urgently, didn't have time to put on a coat, the unknown wind poured into the windowless corridor, Aunt Tong kept waiting, her heart was anxious and her body was cold, and she opened her throat with cold pain, she was only worried about the young lady and the baby in her belly.

The doctor sighed, Aunt Tong had expected the result of a chill behind her back, and she was dizzy for a moment, but the doctor helped her in time.

"You're the patient's mother." The doctor had a preconceived idea, when Xiao Qingge was sent to the rescue, it was Aunt Tong who was sent to the operating room with a crying and trembling signature, and the doctor directly thought so.

"I'm really sorry, the pregnant woman is bleeding too much, the child... I didn't keep it, but the adults are out of danger, and she will wake up in a while, she must not be emotional when she wakes up, she is prone to miscarriage and depression, and her physical indicators are low, so she must take care of her now......"

After the doctor finished speaking, a group of people lifted their feet and left.

Xiao Qingge was transferred to a general ward.

Aunt Tong has been staying in the ward, Miss didn't wake up, she didn't dare to leave, called Sister Ling, and asked her to bring a few changes of clothes.

Xiao Qingge's usually bloodless face was like a blank sheet of paper today, and her nose was breathing shallowly, and Aunt Tong looked at it and shed tears.

Sister Ling rushed over, she hadn't woken up yet, and Aunt Tong shook her head at her.

Sister Ling reacted quickly and couldn't help sighing, Miss's child was going to fall nine times out of ten, and it was in the most unstable first three months of the critical period.

Her relationship with Miss is not as deep as Aunt Tong's, and she still feels sorry for such a little life.

Aunt Tong asked, "Has the young master gone back?"

Sister Ling was dumbfounded.

"Alas, what a sin, you see Miss Hui here, I'll go out and call him and say, the young master has explained."

Sister Ling nodded.

Aunt Tong got up and walked to the door, looked at Xiao Qingge, who was sleeping, sighed, and gently closed the door and walked to the side of the corridor.

The young master is an adult, and he must have understood that the child could not be saved in that situation just now.

Although he said so many heartless words in front of the young lady, and asked the young lady to have an abortion, only Aunt Tong understood that he was talking angrily.

As for why Ye Lingchen was so angry, Aunt Tong couldn't figure it out even if she wanted to break her head.

She opened her address book and dialed a familiar number.

Ye Lingchen had another glass of spirits in his stomach, and the vibration sound of the mobile phone on the marble table came, and he shook the cup away and took the phone.

"Young master, miss, she ......" Hearing that the phone was connected, Aunt Tong was silent again.

Ye Lingchen's groggy mind instantly sobered up, his brows were furrowed, his dark eyes were bottomless, his heart was tightly clenched, and he waited for the other side of the earpiece to continue to speak.

"Miss, she is out of danger, and now she has been transferred to the general ward to rest, and the doctor said that it doesn't matter if she wakes up, but the child can't be saved......" Aunt Tong didn't hide anything, and said word by word, with a regretful expression on her face.

"Well, you continue to stay in the hospital to take care of it." Ye Lingchen coldly explained and hung up the phone.

Put away your phone.

His clenched heart finally let go, and his parents were pushed into the cold iron door covered in blood, and never woke up again......

She's out of danger...... That's good.

Just that kid......

It occurred to him, and for another moment of distraught, he picked up his glass again and drank a glass of spirits.

Ever since his mobile phone rang, Mo Feng had been concentrating on observing Ye Lingchen, and the expression on his face flashed like a roller coaster.

Plus what he said, who is to take care of in the hospital?

Mo Feng had a vague answer in his heart, and he couldn't help but worry about his brother.

Aunt Tong, who returned to the ward, told Sister Ling to go back to the villa first, and wait for her to call with supplements at any time.

Now that the child is gone, she won't be nauseous and nauseated, and she can finally eat something.

He continued to stay at Xiao Qingge's bedside and waited for her to wake up.

Xiao Qingge felt that she had a long, long dream, dreaming that she was tied up by a rope and pressed a big stone on her body, she struggled desperately to resist to no avail, she kept crying, the baby must be crushed by the stone, it was her and Ye Lingchen's baby.

A distant voice came, she couldn't hear clearly, and her instincts felt it was calling to her.

She kept shaking her head......

The faint light of the incandescent light shone on her face, and she was exhausted, endured the sharp pain in her lower body, and pulled the back of her hand to cover her eyes and block the light.

"Miss, Miss!"

"You're awake! Miss! ”

"Woo woo"

Aunt Tong's voice pulled her consciousness back.

She tugged at her eyelids a few times and opened her eyes weakly to see this strange and familiar environment.

Associated with physical discomfort.

Her brain came to her senses......

Her baby? What about the baby?

Xiao Qingge struggled weakly, and asked Aunt Tong in a lifeless whisper: "The baby is fine, is she still in my belly?"

She hadn't experienced a slippery tire, and she could guess it in general, but she didn't want to face that fact, or even escape consciousness, so she wanted to see Aunt Tong nod.

Aunt Tong watched her wake up, and the mood that had just calmed down burst the embankment and discharged the flood.

also went to wipe Xiao Qingge's tears: "Miss is still young, if you want a baby in the future, you just need to rest and take care of your body now."

The root of the disease that falls from a small birth will fall for a lifetime.

Xiao Qingge was lying on the bed, her eyes were foggy, and after hearing Aunt Tong's words announcing the death sentence, she was completely desperate.

A strange flash in her head came back in anger, angry at her, angry and disgusted with herself and the child, and then she accidentally fell down the stairs......

Her child had only been in her womb for less than two months, and she hadn't had a chance to come into the world to see it......

Xiao Qingge blamed himself and was sad in his heart.

She glanced at the small ward just now, but she didn't see him at all.

Her eyelashes fluttered weakly.

Baby, I'm sorry, Mom didn't protect you, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all my fault.

Aunt Tong noticed Xiao Qingge's eyes that had just glanced in the room, and hurriedly comforted: "Miss, young master, he ......."

"Don't talk about him!" Xiao Qingge suddenly roared, but he had just woken up, his voice was hoarse, and his breath was also very weak.

His ruthlessness, she really felt now, every word he said to her at the villa was deeply rooted in her heart.

The extravagant hopes that were once stupid are really beyond my means.

Xiao Qingge laughed at himself and closed his eyes weakly.

Aunt Tong shut up knowingly, Miss was still uncomfortable, she would find an opportunity to talk about it later, the young master didn't care about Miss, alas.

Xiao Qingge was lying on the bed thinking about it and began to convulse again, his body trembled, and tears soaked his pillow.

Aunt Tong was distressed to death, so she hurriedly wiped her tears and opened her mouth to comfort

It wasn't until she was tired of crying and her eyes became red and swollen that she fell asleep again.

Early the next morning, Sister Ling sent all kinds of supplements prepared by herself, Xiao Qingge felt sad and ate a lot.

After all, the body is her own, and she can't let people who really care about her worry.

There is still a mother and younger brother at home waiting for her to come home healthy and reunited.

Aunt Tong was also very relieved to see that the young lady was cheering up and had a good appetite.