Fortunately, before he came to the hospital, he contacted Xu Yuan in advance, so that he could escape from the hospital smoothly.

Even if he escaped, because he showed his face, now I am afraid that Xue Rinan has matched his photos with the surveillance, and the global wanted warrant may also be issued.

He looked at Ye Zhilan, "Please, the upstairs guest room has been arranged for you."

Ye Zhilan gritted her teeth: "My son is not dead! If you hold me now, my son won't let you go!"

He Lian laughed, "yes, I'm afraid he'll let me go."

He poured himself a glass of wine and dialed Madame Moran's phone.

Mrs. Moran was a step late.

When the housekeeper at the head came to her and bowed his head to report to her, she raised her hand and gave the other party a hard slap.

"A hundred thousand urgent things! Do you know you're a step slower?"

The housekeeper was beaten with stars in his eyes, and he didn't dare to reply.

Suddenly, the phone rang.

She glanced at the name on her phone's screen and connected the call.

"Now you know to call me?" Madame Moran said coldly, "Your little lover has a miscarriage?"

He Lian walked to the window and said, "Madam, I have always been on your side."

Just this sentence calmed down Madame Moran's anger out of thin air.

She knew what He Lian meant by this, it was nothing more than a promise to her.

He must already know that she had reached an agreement with Zhou Jingrun in private.

Mrs. Moran snorted coldly, "I saved your net worth and life, so why don't you stand in line."

He Lian: "When I take care of my affairs here, I will go back and ask my wife for the guilt."

"That's a nice thing to say."

Although Mrs. Moran said this, her heart was already inclined to He Lian.

She asked, "Is there anything you can help with?"

"Xue Rin'an is still alive," He Lian said, "I want my wife to help me publicize this matter so that everyone in the circle knows."

Madame Moran said angrily, "I know that if you call me, you are asking me for something, and you will go to my Three Treasures Hall for nothing."

"Madam, you know that the needs between two people are stable, and this relationship can last long."

He Lian didn't say a word of flattery from beginning to end, but he could speak to Mrs. Moran's heart every word.

After hanging up the phone, He Lian looked out the window.

Since Xue Rin'an wants peace.

Then he will shatter the peace completely.

Do you want to change your name and surname, get out of the mud of the Xue family, and get out of the mud without staining? No way.

Hospital.

In the VIP ward, when Xue Rin'an came, Fang Baishen had just come out of the ward.

He had already consulted a specialist in obstetrics and gynecology

"She's pregnant."

But it was a little late.

After the abortion, it was not clean, and I had a miscarriage operation.

Xue Rin'an was sitting in a wheelchair, his position was on the right, and the light coming in from the window hit his side face, and it lit up.

"You also know her body," Fang Bai leaned against the wall, "It's not easy to get pregnant, once you get pregnant, you have to take care of it, but now she ...... She is thinner than when I saw her two months ago, and even if this child doesn't take medicine, I'm afraid it won't be able to survive."

In this environment, if you can keep it, I'm afraid that this child will have to be beaten with iron.

Jiang Jianing's body is destined to make it difficult for her to get pregnant, and it is also difficult to protect the fetus.

Fang Baishen said this later, he was comforting Xue Rin'an.

Xue Rin'an also heard it.

"I know."

But you know, and being able to forgive yourself from the bottom of your heart is another thing.

Fang Baishen has known Xue Rin'an since he was a child, so he naturally knows what he thinks.

He said, "I have already explained the pulse to my aunt, and she has prescribed a prescription to start tomorrow

I'll give her a decoction of medicine every day to recuperate."

In terms of postoperative recuperation, Chinese medicine is more gradual.

Xue Rin'an: "Thank you."

Fang Baishen stood still and did not move.

He watched Xue Rin'an turn his wheelchair into the ward, and the door of the ward closed before he turned around.

At first, he chose to stand aside.

He didn't want to fight for anything.

Like is just an irresistible sprout from the bottom of my heart.

Now, when he saw such two people, he finally let go.

in the ward.

Jiang Jianing was lying in the white futon, and the white reflected her little face, which was as pale as washing.

Xue Rin'an came to her side, stretched out his finger, touched her lips gently, and leaned over to gently touch her lips.

"Ningning, I'm not going to let go again."

Jiang Jianing had a nightmare.

In the nightmare, there were clumps of black mist all around her, and the mist completely enveloped her, and she struggled desperately to break free from the gray.

Suddenly, she fell to the ground.

On the ground was a large pool of bright red, spreading and wrapping around her legs and feet, making it difficult for her to get out of the thorny bushes, and she struggled desperately forward.

"Mom, why don't you save me......

It was the voice of a young child, and the vine wrapped around her, in her ear.

Ahead is the abyss.

Clearing the fog, there was the figure of a man.

She could see what he was looking like.

It's Xue Rin'an.

She muttered a step forward towards him.

Xue Rin'an fell backwards into the abyss.

Jiang Jianing rushed over to grab his hand, and his voice was heartbreaking: "Xue Rin'an—"

"Ningning."

"Jianing."

On the other side, another voice was calling out to her.

The other hand pulled her out of the thorn bushes.

She opened her eyes suddenly, like a dehydrated fish, lying on the edge of the bed and breathing violently, a cold sweat broke out on her back and back, sweat soaked through her clothes, and the terrible scene was in her mind.

"It's okay, it's okay."

Xue Rin'an sat aside, holding her hand tightly and pulling it to her chest.

Jiang Jianing's gaze refocused for a while and condensed on Xue Rin'an's face.

"Xue Rin'an?"

She muttered in disbelief.

"It's me."

Xue Rin'an held her hands, "It's me, I'm a step late."

Jiang Jianing's hands were cold, the tips of her fingers were cold, she pressed against the palm of his hand, and the warm touch spread all the way to her limbs.

Large tears fell from his eyes and fell on the back of the man's hand.

"It's good, it's good."

She couldn't stop crying, threw herself into his arms, hugged him tightly, as if as soon as she let go, he would be gone.

She was going to hold on to him.

Xue Rin'an is alive.

It's good to be alive and well.

Just stay alive.

The woman's cry was like a cat, sobbing quietly, and the soft cry was like a hard needle tip, piercing Xue Rin'an's heart for a while.

He hugged her back.

She's thinner.

Skinny pathetic.

His lips were pressed against her ear, and the end of his eyes was red with pain, "Ning Ning, it's okay, it's all right, I'm here."

Jiang Jianing bit his lip and nodded vigorously, tears penetrated into the fabric of his clothes, against his skin, and into his heart.