Seeing this situation, I was afraid.

Zhi tightened Xia Boran's hem:

"Xiang, Xiangye, my situation is not quite right, can you invite a mother-in-law and call a doctor for someone."

She is afraid, she is afraid of death.

"Okay."

The smell of blood in the air was getting heavier and heavier, it was the smell of Xia Boran's child.

Of course, Xia Boran will not feel much better in his heart.

Xia Boran hurriedly ordered someone to invite a doctor, and called an experienced mother-in-law to come.

As soon as the woman entered the house, she was shocked to see the big pool of blood on the ground.

"Ah, this is a blood collapse, I can't stop it!"

The old woman hurriedly ordered someone to help Zhizhi to the bed, and then tried to stop the blood under Zhizhi.

But no matter how hard the wives work, they know that the blood in their lower bodies just can't stop.

knew that he had a white face, and he also knew that something was wrong with him.

"Xiang, Xiangye, the slave doesn't want to die...... Slaves don't want to die......"

Zhizhi only used her own voice to call out and tell the man outside the tent that she really didn't want to die.

"Where's the doctor?"

Hearing Zhi's cry for help, Xia Boran's face remained unchanged, but his eyes were much more gloomy.

"Back to Xiangye's words, it's coming, it's almost there."

The little guy naturally found out that something was wrong, but he couldn't either.

Finally, the doctor came.

The doctor gave Zhi the medicine and applied the plan, but he still had no skills.

The doctor shook his head and said to Xia Boran:

"The medicine is too fierce, this is fatal, not to have a miscarriage."

"The medicine is slamming?"

Hearing the doctor's words, Xia Boran was directly stunned.

Because of this sentence, Xia Boran seems to have heard it sometimes.

The mother-in-law and the maid were busy going in and out, holding basins of blood in their hands.

Zhizhi's cry for help went from faint to weak, and finally with a white face, he lost his breath.

The news of his death soon reached the ears of the women in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Xia Chiwan was surprised when she heard this:

"I don't think so, the fifth sister's hand is a little heavier."

However, when Xia Chiwan heard what the doctor said, somehow, she had a strange feeling in her heart.

"Dead?"

Xia Yuxin, who was alone, of course, also heard the news that was spread badly.

Xia Yuxin first had a touch of unwillingness, and then hideous:

"It's okay to die, it's just too cheap for her."

No matter what, Zhizhi is always dead.

Xia Boran wanted to bury him.

But when I thought about it, because of the relationship between Zhizhi, the Lord of Chuyun was angry with himself.

After a hesitation, in the end, Xia Boran just hastily let people collect Zhizhi's corpse.

When Lizhi was alive, Xia Boran didn't offend the Lord of Chuyun for her, not to mention that Lizhi was dead at this time.

When the county lord of Chuyun heard that Xia Boran only gave Zhi a straw mat, he felt a little angry.

However, for the sake of the child in his own belly.

In the end, the lord of Chuyun poured a few taels of silver and asked the servant to give Zhibei a deputy coffin, and it was not in vain that Zhizhi became a slave of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

For this reason, many people praised the benevolence of the county lord of Chuyun.

Although Zhizhi is dead, things will not end because of Zhizhi's death.

Xia Boran was annoyed with Xia Chiwan because of this matter, and even went directly to Xia Chiwan to settle accounts.

"You rebel girl, do you still have my father in your eyes?"

Xia Boran felt that Xia Chiwan was born to be himself.

Otherwise, Zhizhi would not have died at all.

"I don't know what Wan'er did to make my father so angry?"