Chapter 42

"Drone sent upstairs?"

"Yes. ”

"How long?"

"A little over an hour ago. You have been with the young lady, and your subordinates have no chance to say it. ”

Qing Muye sensed that something was wrong, "Go to the Splendid Garden immediately." ”

"Yes, boss. ”

Song Ci started the car and headed towards Jinxiuyuan.

Qing Muye sat in the car, vaguely uneasy, "Drive faster." ”

Song Ci stepped on the accelerator and galloped all the way.

"If she didn't marry into the Qing family, she is not a 'young lady' after all. ”

Inexplicably, Qing Muye said.

Song Ci understood what he meant, "My subordinates understand." ”

In the future, I will only call Miss Li, and I will no longer call her 'Young Lady'.

Late at night, there were few vehicles on the Lancheng road, and Song Ci's speed was very fast, but he had already arrived at Jinxiuyuan in half an hour.

The two got out of the car and entered the Splendid Garden.

On the 8th floor, Meng Jingwei guarded six bodyguards at the door.

Seeing Qing Muye coming, his body stood up straight, "Boss." ”

The man walked to Meng Jingwei's door and knocked on the door, "Open the door." ”

At this time, it had been an hour since Meng Jingwei finished taking the medicine.

The woman lying on the sofa was suffering from sharp pain like a knife, and her lower abdomen was bleeding badly.

She called 120 ten minutes ago and waited for the doctor to come.

Meng Jingwei just wanted the child in her womb to be able to take it off, but she didn't want to die, and she wouldn't be so stupid that she didn't know how to call 120.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside, and Meng Jingwei thought it was 120, but when she wanted to get up from the sofa, she couldn't get up at all.

The knock on the door grew more and more urgent.

Qing Muye, who was standing at the door, suddenly became a little nervous, he frowned, "Meng Jingwei, if you don't open the door again, I'll kick the door." ”

Inside, there was still no response.

Qing Muye finally couldn't help it, took a step back, raised his leg, and kicked the door hard.

I heard a thud and the door was kicked open.

When he walked into the living room, he saw Meng Jingwei, who was lying on the sofa curled up, covering his abdomen, even if he wore thick makeup, he couldn't hide his pale face, and Meng Jingwei, who was sweating profusely, muttered.

And the off-white sofa under her was soaked in a large patch of blood, which looked very terrifying.

Qing Muye walked over and saw the medicine box on the table at a glance, with eye-catching big characters on it - motherwort.

The man picked up the box and glanced at it, his eyes fixed on the four big words 'pregnant women are forbidden'.

He twisted his eyebrows, clutched the pill box, and directly pinched and deformed, "Damn." ”

The two plates of medicine on the table were empty, and he asked Meng Jingwei, "Have you drunk them all?"

"Hmm...... Hurt...... It hurts ......."

Meng Jingwei didn't answer Qing Muye's question, but her abdomen was too painful, and she couldn't help but scream.

Seeing this scene, Qing Muye's face was extremely ugly.

This woman, in order not to give birth to his child, even wants her life!

Song Ci followed up behind him and immediately called 120, but before the phone was dialed, the sound of an ambulance sounded downstairs.

Meng Jingwei heard the sound of the ambulance, and out of longing for life, she covered her abdomen with one hand and supported the sofa with the other to get up.

But who knew that she tried her best to lift her body a little, but her arm suddenly weakened, and she fell off the sofa with a bang.