"It's all right if the child is out."
Jicunxi cruelly hung up the phone.
This is his muying coming back. He will be a father soon. He can't let anyone hinder his happiness.
Zhao Yuan lies on the ground, looking at the bodyguard with full expectation, "how about, how about, did Juxi find the best doctor for me? When will the ambulance arrive? "
The bodyguard shook his head. "I'm sorry, Mr. Ji said," I can't take you to the hospital. "
"What? Why? "
Zhao Yuan screamed in shock, which was totally out of Zhao Yuan's expectation.
Ji Cunxi is not such a cold-blooded person.
"That's what Mr. Ji said. We don't know why. Let's help you to your room."
"Didn't you see my bleeding? Even if he doesn't send me to the hospital, he should call a doctor for me. If it goes on like this, my child will go away. "
Zhao Yuan covers her belly and yells at the bodyguards, perhaps because of a mother's desire for protection.
She didn't want the child to disappear.
"Mr. Ji won't ask for a doctor. We're sorry for the difficulty."
The bodyguard sighed.
"I can give you money, a lot of money, please help my child, help her, OK?"
Zhao Yuan got up from the floor and grabbed the bodyguard's arm and begged.
She was weak, and red blood fell from her thighs.
Although the bodyguard was a little sorry for the woman, no one was willing to help her.
First of all, she will lose her job if she helps them. Second, even if she helps them, she will not necessarily repay them. Xiao Meng is a good example.
"Don't believe me, I can really give you money, a lot of money. Would you please send me to the hospital? I'm dying of pain. "
Zhao Yuan covered her stomach, and the whole person was very weak and tottering, as if she was about to fall.
The bodyguards hesitated for a while and shook their heads. "I'm sorry, Miss Zhao, we really can't help you. You'd better go back to your room first. "
Finally, Zhao Yuan had no choice but to limp up the stairs.
She held up the stairs and stepped up the stairs step by step.
Every step left a blood mark on the stairs.
At last she entered the room and slammed the door.
When the door closed, she crawled under the bed and took out the hidden cell phone.
Fortunately, Ji Cunxi hasn't seized it in a hurry. She still has a chance to save herself.
"Baby, you wait for Mommy, Mommy will save you, even if your existence is my shame, but with you, I can get what I want, I will save you, I will."
Zhao Yuan is sitting on the ground, covering her stomach with one hand and making a phone call with the other.
The man at the other end of the line got through quickly.
"Hello."
"Help me, please, help me. I can do anything for you in the future, as long as you promise to help me."
……
The other end of the phone was silent for a long time, and finally gave a response.
"Good."
In the hospital.
Ji Cunxi rushed into the delivery room in a panic.
"Whoa, whoa..."
The clear cry penetrated jicunxi's ear.
Ji Cunxi stood in front of the bed, looking at Mu Ying, who was very weak after the birth, and immediately had a feeling of tears.
She disappeared so long, and when she came back, she had children.
God knows his heart is about to jump out.
"Cunxi." Mu Ying weakly reaches out his hand and calls for Ji Cunxi.
Jicunxi immediately bent down and kissed her several times on her lips. "Thank you to your wife. Thank you. It's all my fault. I won't let you be wronged again."
"It's OK. It's just that it hurts so much. Shall we not have any more babies?" Mu Ying frowned and begged Ji Cunxi like a coquettish girl.
Ji Cunxi reached out and stroked her sweaty hair. "Well, no more, no more."
"Hold our son."
Muying asks the nurse to bring the baby.
Jicunxi took over the red baby baby in the swaddle. "Baby, thank you for coming to the world safely. Please join me and thank your mother."
"Whoa, whoa..."
The loud cry echoed in the delivery room. The child's clear and loud voice seemed to be inherited from muying's good voice.
Jicunxi smiled and shook his head. "Cry, don't cry."
"Josh, name our son."
"Well, let me see. It's called Memorial."
"Well, it's our memory." Mu Ying nodded her head in agreement, and the birth of the
Memorial injected a trace of fresh blood into Ji Jia.
Mr. Ji seems to be recovering from a serious illness overnight. He yells every day that he will bring his grandson.Ling Xiaohan and Ji Qianchen also brought Yichen to visit the newly born child.
Ling Yichen sees a small meat ball in the cradle and pesters Ji Qianchen to ask, "Mommy, it's also a brother born by a father, a mother and an uncle, and a brother born by an aunt. Why doesn't a girl have one?"
"Do you want them to have girls?"
"Of course, boys are as naughty as I am, girls are as lovely as Xuanxuan's sister."
"You also know that you are mischievous. You will take care of them as a big brother in the future, do you know?"
"But I only like to take care of my younger sister. Boys don't need anyone to take care of them."
Mu's family heard that Mu Ying had a son and flew from France to Yuncheng.
This is the first time that Mu family has entered Ji family.
Anna took master Mu's hand and walked into Ji's house.
"Mom and Dad, are you all here?" Ji Cunxi's respectful greetings to old man Mu and his wife mu.
"And my daughter and grandson?" Master Mu even looks at Ji Cunxi.
"Upstairs, I'll show you."
Ji's family is busy at this time.
A black car stopped outside the Ji's house.
Zhao Yuan, sitting in the back of the car, stroked her stomach with both hands and looked into the courtyard of Jijia villa.
All kinds of laughter came from the bustling inside.
She looked down at her stomach again.
"Ji Cunxi, Mu Ying, you wait. One day, I will let your son fall into my daughter's hands."
"Drive, let's go."
After a pause, Zhao Yuan ordered the driver to start the car.
The car finally left Jijia villa.
Ji Cunxi was totally in charge of his son and his wife. He didn't even know that Zhao Yuan had escaped.
When he finished his work, he took muying to visit Zhao Yuan, who was imprisoned by him.
As soon as I entered the villa, I saw that there was no one in the villa, and several corpses were fallen on the ground. They were all killed by a gun. The corpse had been for several days, and it smelled of stench.
Muying is still working on the moon. She doesn't get out of the car. The windows are closed. She can't smell the stink of the villa. But the bodies that fall in the yard and at the door are clear and eye-catching.
She was so disgusted that she turned her head and couldn't look.
Ji Cunxi searched around the villa, but did not find Zhao Yuan, so he called the police.