Chapter 290

Only one eye, two people's breathing almost stopped, Su Heng heart scared gall jump of mouth: "what's the matter? What are you doing? Call an ambulance

But he yuanze came forward quickly, pushed Wang ziyue away, picked up Han Zhiyu and rushed to the gate.

The continuous blood is still flowing out from Han Zhiyu's white legs. All the way, it's shocking to see.

Wang ziyue, who had been back to God, followed him with tears.

After su Heng left to demobilize the onlookers, he called Lu as well.

But the other party has been no answer, urgent he almost Biao dirty words, "this Lu is also, in the end what ghost?"

He is very clear about the importance of Han Zhiyu to Lu, and if she does have an accident under her own eyes, Lu will certainly have to pick his skin.

Dare not delay for a moment, he immediately transferred out all the waiters in the room and questioned them one by one. Finally, one of the waiters timidly replied, "I saw Mr. Lu take a look at his mobile phone before, and then he went up to the second floor in a hurry."

"The second floor?" Su Heng opened his mouth in doubt and went up alone.

Su Heng frowned when he found the room at the end of the last corridor.

There is no one living in this room at ordinary times. It's just a utility room. Is Lu going to come here?

He gently pushed open the door, the face is a cold fragrance, strong fragrance.

He subconsciously covered his nose, and then found that Lu and AI Shiqi were lying inside, and they were closely fitting together. "You -" Su Heng was stunned.

Suddenly, there was a strange noise in the dark of the room. Su Heng's eyes immediately turned to him, "who, where is who?"

A shadow darted out quickly. Before Su Heng could catch up, he watched him jump from the second floor window.

Su Heng immediately took out his mobile phone and ordered: "someone just escaped from the second floor window. Be sure to catch him and bring him back."

After the explanation, he turned back to the two close to each other, and pulled up the ashiqi above.

AI Shiqi's eyes have a trace of clarity. After opening her eyes and trying to see the person in front of her, she said, "the room tastes Medicine... "

And then he went unconscious.

Looking at the two people in front of him, Su Heng's always cynical face was gloomy

National Hospital of M city.

Quietly, in some suffocating wards, the drops on one side are falling in the pipe, and the liquid is flowing into the body of the person lying on the snow-white sickbed.

No blood face, pale, no breath lying there.

A night of rain, a night of people.

Boom

The sudden thunder and lightning cut through the gloomy sky, bringing a light and a deafening sound.

"Ah -"

the man who was lying quietly on the bed suddenly woke up from the bed when a blast of thunder fell.

"Well -"

her small movement affected the wound, and the pain made the chaotic consciousness wake up quickly.

The vision was full of white, and the brain worked slowly, realizing that it was in the hospital.

Suddenly a figure rushed to her bed, "Zhiyu, you finally wake up. I thought you would never wake up again."

Han Zhiyu looked at Wang ziyue's eyes, which were swollen with tears.

The brain is gradually infused with fragments.

She had a drink with Wang ziyue at the party, and then her stomach began to ache.

Then she texted Lu and called.

Then she got more and more painful and blood flowed from her legs

Han Zhiyu's face turned white and her pupils suddenly contracted. She grabbed Wang ziyue's hand and asked, "where's the baby? Is the baby still there? "

Even though the mood fluctuates greatly, the voice from the throat is extremely weak. If the ward is not quiet enough, such a voice will not enter the ear at all

Wang ziyue's tearful eyes dodged, full of deep sorrow.

"Ziyue, you say, is my baby still there?"

See the other side did not speak, Han Zhiyu pupil stare bigger, the voice has a tremor, from her face expression, she smelled a let her uneasy.

Hands struggling to support themselves, posturing to sit up from the bed.

At this time from the side of a palm, timely press on her shoulder, and then soft voice over: "Zhiyu, you are still too weak, the doctor told you to rest."

Turning his head, Han Zhiyu finds that he yuanze is also standing by.

Like finding a new hope, she raised her expectant eyes and looked at him: "yuanze, you tell me, how is my baby?" Silence, still silence.

Endless silence, but in the lingchi Han Zhiyu's heart.

Knife by knife

Their silent answer is the one they don't want to believe.

There is no bloody face, but at this time it seems to have been forced to take away the soul.Han Zhiyu is sitting on the bed, and the sound around her seems to be far away from her

"Baby..."

Murmur like to spit out two words, silent, eyes gushing liquid

Just rolling out of his eyes, Han Zhiyu quickly raised his hand to wipe the liquid.

The eye socket is red fiercely, the lip petal is bitten tightly by the tooth.

Han Zhiyu's eyes turned to the back of his hand.

Next, pull out the sling, lift the quilt and get out of bed

Everything moves quickly and decisively. When the two people at the bedside react, the back of Han Zhiyu's hand is winding with red blood.

"Zhiyu!"

Wang ziyue screamed in fright, but he yuanze, who was close to her, responded. He clasped her wrist and controlled her step like a pair of pliers.

"Zhiyu, what are you going to do?"

"Let go. I'll go to the doctor and find out."

He yuanze watched Han Zhiyu's weak appearance, as if he would fall down at any time.

The body that just experienced an operation, how can stand such toss.

"Stop fooling around and go to bed."

With a little effort on his hand, he was ready to pull Han Zhiyu back to the hospital bed

"Let go! Let go of me

Han Zhiyu insisted, the body is still struggling, although the action is not violent, but the strength is not light.

The whole person's state is a little crazy.

Wang ziyue bit her lips and let herself cry. She has always understood the importance of the baby in her stomach to Han Zhiyu, but the present Han Zhiyu still makes her feel that her heart is almost torn.

"Zhiyu, don't do that..." Wang ziyue looked at Han Zhiyu painfully, and her trembling lips spat out the cruel fact: "your baby is gone..."

The world, suddenly quiet.

Han Zhiyu's struggling body suddenly stops.

Wang ziyue's words directly put Han Zhiyu into hell