Chapter 174: Stomach Ache

"I'm not hungry."

"Don't turn around, I hear your stomach growl."

"I'm ......" Ye Sangmo was suddenly a little embarrassed, blushed, and lowered his head.

"What the hell is going on?"

Yuwen Yuanxu felt that she was inexplicable, but she just didn't speak, which made him anxious.

When it was too late, Ye Sangmo felt a flood in his stomach, and his stomach began to twitch and hurt. In the end, he leaned against the car window with his stomach covered. The air conditioner was turned on in the car, but the sweat on Ye Sangmo's forehead kept flowing down like a pearl with a broken thread. Yuwen Yuanxu subconsciously glanced at him, frightened. What's wrong with this girl, the air conditioning in the car is obviously very low at the beginning.

He found a secluded spot and parked his car on the side of the road. Tilting his head and asking her in a cold voice, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Ye Sanmo's voice began to weaken: "I...... I have a stomachache ......."

"Okay, why does it hurt my stomach, did I eat something bad?" Yuwen Yuanxu looked at a loss, "We eat takeout together, there's no reason for you to have a stomachache, I'm fine." Are you, secretly eating something? ”

What the hell did God eat secretly, hearing such words at this moment, Ye Sangmo really wanted to jump up at once and strangle this big pig's trotter without sympathy. Unfortunately, it was as if someone had cut a hole in her stomach with a knife, and it didn't take long for her to hurt a little more than the previous second. When Yuwen Yuanxu would talk to her, her vision was blurred and her six relatives were not recognized.

At that moment, there was only one thought, I wanted to die.

At first, Ye Sangmo could still control his behavior, trying to restrain himself from leaning against the side of the car window. But as time went by, she was already rolling back and forth under the seat belt in pain, and she didn't have the slightest idea of caring about her image, and she was even unconscious.

If there is still a trace of consciousness, that is, the consciousness of wanting to die.

Yuwen Yuanxu had never seen this kind of scene, he was really frightened by Ye Sangmo, Ye Sangmo in front of him, holding his stomach and struggling in pain, the beads of sweat on his forehead were dripping big, and his lips and face were becoming more and more pale from the initial ruddy.

He touched her hand, it was cold.

He was at a loss for help her unbuckle her seat belt and hugged her into his arms, "What the hell is wrong with you, why does it suddenly hurt like this." ”

She had struggled to the point of losing her strength, and the pain was close to fainting.

The weak and pale lips slowly opened, and he said with a painful expression: "Painkillers, give me painkillers......"

Painkillers?

"Are you hurt?"

"I ......"

Suddenly, his hand touched the place where she had just sat and felt slimy. When I picked it up, it was blood......

After seeing the blood, Yuwen Yuanxu panicked even more. This girl, how could she bleed, was she accidentally shot when she saved her, and she didn't say anything? Why is this girl so stupid. Wait, no, if you were shot before, how could it have been bleeding until now......

I wondered for a while.

Yuwen Yuanxu only remembered that he had recently read a book, and occasionally saw such a few paragraphs, 'The moon has profit and loss, the tide has day and night, and the monthly affairs are in line with it, so it is called moon water, moon letter, and menstruation. The scriptures are often also, and there are routines. ''The woman is seven years old, the kidneys are vigorous, the age is longer, the twenty-seven and the day is now, so there is a child. ’

Presumably, she came with a monthly letter.