"Not good!"

Wen Po screamed secretly, just now she only cared about talking, forgetting that the person who was giving birth on the bed, the child's head had already come out, and she pushed it a few times, which really caused dystocia.

At this moment, seeing the unstoppable blood flowing out continuously, Wen Po knew that this was a blood collapse.

"Auntie, Auntie, don't throw the kite, don't throw the kite, you be strong, the little sister is still waiting for you!"

Su Zheng'er was about to pounce on him, looking at the blood on the bed, his eyes were scarlet.

"You go out first, don't worry, I will do what I promised you, I hope you can keep your promise!"

Wen Po's hands trembled a little, and when she saw the child crying heartbreakingly in front of her, she thought of her child, and it was at that moment that her heart softened and her conscience returned again.

"Save me, save the child, please ......"

Leng Xixue's voice was already a little choppy, her eyes were already a little cloudy, and there was more and more blood under her body.

Even if she didn't feel anything, she knew that she might not be able to get over it this time.

She regretted that if she fought hard in front of him, she would have been able to save the child, and she could still watch him from a short distance. Wrong

......

"Snow, snow, no, don't, don't go, ah......"

When Han Aochen woke up, his body was already soaked with sweat, and he sat up and lit the lamp.

The sweat on his forehead was still soaking his hair, the scene in the dream was too real, Leng Xixue was covered with blood in front of him, she begged herself.

Although she didn't speak, the look in her eyes was indeed asking him for help.

Han Aochen has never had such a nightmare, even if he is facing life and death on a mission, it is a good night's dream.

But tonight, he had nightmares, closed his eyes, and he lit a cigarette with Leng Xixue's blood-covered appearance.

"Snow, where are you?"

A voice full of infinite melancholy resounded in the somewhat empty room, and the smoke in circles blinded the man's eyes.

"Chen, did you go out to play last night, like you stayed up all night?"

After Han Aochen woke up in the middle of the night, he couldn't sleep anymore, and sat alone until dawn, only a pile of cigarette butts on the ground told the master's mood.

"You're idle?"

Han Aochen's voice today was also a little wrong, and everyone could see that he had something on his mind.

"No, how can it be, I'll help the little girl plant sunflowers in a while, not idle, not idle at all!"

Ye Rin Yan hurriedly waved his hand, he found that today's Han Aochen was even more terrifying than before, he was stupid, he would definitely not touch that moldy head.

"What's wrong, I heard your voice when I passed by your room last night, did something happen?"

Lou Yanming was supposed to push the door in last night, but then he turned around and left, he knew that each of them had secrets in their hearts, and it was not a good phenomenon for the other party to snoop on other people's secrets.

"Last night, I dreamed of her!"

Han Aochen's voice was a little hoarse, he hadn't slept all night, he had nightmares, and he had smoked for most of the night, his throat hurt to death at the moment, he thought, maybe he was sick.

"Isn't this normal, I think about it day and night, even if Jin'er is in front of me every day, I will often dream of her!"

Lou Yanming blinked, of course, some dreams can't be spoken, because some things in dreams can only be understood and unspeakable.