Ling is still a Leng, "bet lose doesn't matter?"
"If you lose, you will die, but... If Zhuo qianyun is really indifferent to his life and death, it means that in Zhuo qianyun's heart, he has no weight at all. In this case, life or death is not important to him." Yi Jinli replied.
Ling is still dumb. It seems that ye Wenming has won the bet. At least, although sister Zhuo doesn't love him, she is not indifferent to his life and death.
Ye Wenming was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment. Fortunately, the wound was not deep, but he lost a lot of blood. Finally, for the sake of safety, he lost 400 ml of blood.
But even when the blood transfusion, ye Wenming still tightly grasp Zhuo qianyun's hand, refused to let go.
It's like once you let go, you're afraid you'll never catch her again.
Ward, in addition to the sound of infusion, as if no other sound.
Ling still and Yi Jin leave, also all retreated to ward outside, at the moment, in the room only they two people.
Zhuo qianyun looked at Ye Wenming, "you let go of your hand. Even if you hold it like this again, it doesn't make any sense."
"I just want you to promise me that you won't kill this child." He said.
She was silent.
"Qian Yun, you can scold me, beat me, even kill me, but don't give up this child, OK?" Ye Wenming said, "you said that Guo Xinli is innocent, let me let him go, but this child, this child is not innocent!"
Zhuo qianyun's body suddenly trembled. After a long time, she finally opened her mouth and said hoarsely, "OK, I won't kill this child."
"Really?" He was surprised, his eyes lifted a touch of hope, "do you really want to keep this child?"
"Yes, I left this child, but ye Wenming, I left this child, not because of you, just because, this is an innocent little life!" She said.
"Good, good, I know, I know!" Ye Wenming said repeatedly.
"Now, can you let go?" Zhuo qianyun said.
Ye Wenming then slowly released his hand, but at the moment of release, he was still reluctant to part.
When Zhuo qianyun came out of the ward, Ling still came up, "sister Zhuo, how are you? Ye Wenming, he and you... "
" I promised him to keep the child. " Zhuo qianyun said, his face is full of tired color.
Ling still smell speech, also don't know whether he should be relieved. If sister Zhuo is determined to kill the child, I don't know what reaction Ye Wenming will make here!
"I'll take you back now." Ling still said.
Zhuo qianyun nodded.
The car drove to the store. As soon as Zhuo qianyun came home, Zhuo's mother looked at the blood stains on her daughter's clothes. She was shocked.
"Why do you have so much blood on you? Where are you hurt? What happened? " Zhuo's mother asked in a hurry.
Zhuo qianyun said in a tired voice, "Mom, it's not my blood, it's Ye Wenming's blood."
Zhuo's mother was surprised, "his blood, did you meet him this afternoon?"
Zhuo qianyun hesitated for a moment, and finally made up her mind to say, "Mom, I'm pregnant. It's Ye Wenming's child!"
Zhuo's mother suddenly said, "you... What do you say? Are you pregnant?"