"But..." Guo Xinli is still hesitating. Ye Wenming's voice has interrupted the conversation between them.
"Today, none of you can leave without my permission!" With that, ye Wenming told Liang Fangdao, "call the police and tell them that my wife is at the railway station with a strange man. Let the police handle the civil dispute."
"Yes." The beam should be fixed.
Zhuo qianyun was anxious. "Ye Wenming, don't make trouble out of no reason any more. If you really hate me so much, just come to me and retaliate whatever you want. But don't do this to Brother Guo. He's a good man and shouldn't be involved by me!"
"Good man?" Ye Wenming came to Zhuo qianyun and held her chin with his fingers. "So, I'm a bad person? So you didn't look up to me at the beginning. No matter how I pleaded, you refused to give me a chance? "
"I..." she wanted to talk and explain. Suddenly, her brow was wrinkled and she came out with a little painful murmur.
Pain!
The stomach... Is aching!
Zhuo qianyun covered her abdomen with one hand. She felt that her stomach suddenly had a violent fetal movement, and every fetal movement made her feel painful.
But compared with the pain, she was more afraid. She was afraid of what an ominous sign it was and that the child would leave her!
Just a moment's effort, Zhuo qianyun's forehead, palm, then all Qinchu a layer of sweat.
And her face was as pale as a piece of white paper.
Ye Wenming naturally noticed her abnormality, and his face immediately changed, "what's the matter with you?"
"I... my stomach... Is aching... Ye Wenming... Hurry up, send me to the hospital, will you go to the hospital..." she said with difficulty, just a short sentence, but it seemed that she had used up all her strength.
Ye Wenming quickly picks Zhuo qianyun up and goes back to the car in a hurry. Liang Fang also follows him.
The car, like an arrow, is heading towards the hospital.
In the car, Zhuo qianyun bit his lower lip and endured the pain in his stomach. The sweat on her forehead soaked her hair.
Big drops of sweat rolled down her cheeks, and her face became paler and paler.
Her eyebrows were frowning with pain, and every breath seemed to be so heavy.
And her hands, desperately cover in his belly, as if to use all his strength to keep the child!
Looking at Zhuo qianyun like this, ye Wenming feels at a loss. He is distressed, but he doesn't know what he should do to relieve her pain.
"Don't... Don't bite my lip. If it hurts, you can shout it out, or... Bite my hand." It took a while for this sentence to come out of his mouth.
Her teeth, biting the lower lip so tightly, as if at any time will bite the lip.
Zhuo qianyun shook her head. After a moment, she said dryly, "help me... Keep this child... Ok... I know, now... You have no feelings for me, but this child... I beg you... Anyway, help me keep... I... I will be grateful to you all my life."
Her intermittent voice, but let his heart more pain!