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Ye Jia was brought to the infirmary in the backyard. Staring at the pile of equipment in front of her, she started to panic. They converged into a mass of screams that overflowed from her mouth.

"No!" What are you all planning to do?! " Ye Jia struggled to get down from the bed, struggling and screaming. Even if he didn't recognize this equipment, he could guess what it was used for!

Long Haochen! That bastard really wanted to kill her child? Oh my god! How could he be so poisonous? How can this be?!

Several maids and Sister Ling grabbed her expressionlessly, pushing her back onto the cot once again, holding her still. Seeing that she was crying like that, Doctor Wang couldn't help but to hide her feelings. He comforted her, "Miss Ye, you don't have to be afraid. It will be fine after a while, don't move …"

"No …!" How can you be so cruel!? Don't do this to me... Help me —! " She was screaming, struggling on the operating table as her hands and legs were still injured. Tears and sweat blurred her vision. At this moment, other than crying, there was nothing she could do!

Ye Jia was flustered and exasperated as she watched Doctor Wang fiddle with the apparatus in his hand and listened to the clinking sounds coming from the bottle. There was no one in this great house to save her. She suddenly thought of Long Yingqi. That young master that she hadn't seen for a long time. If he was here, he would definitely save her!

In the bedroom on the second floor, Long Hao Chen leaned against the wine shelf. The faint sounds of miserable screams coming from the rear courtyard stimulated her ears. Her heart, after hearing the irregular beating of the crying, gradually tightened its grip.

The knuckles on the transparent glass were white, and the red night body within the glass was shimmering with blood.

Resisting the urge to step out and stop him, he reminded himself repeatedly in his heart: I can't be merciful to her, I can't be influenced by her, I can't change my way of doing things because of her!

"Miss Ye, please cooperate." Doctor Wang looked at Ye Jia who was struggling nonstop and pleaded awkwardly. He did not dare to disobey the young master's order. However, Ye Jia was not willing to cooperate.

"You bunch of animals! I want to see Long Haochen! I want to see him! " Ye Jia shouted loudly, in a panic she aimed at the hand holding her arm and bit down hard. It was unknown who it was that bit her. After a scream, Sister Ling quickly let go of her.

However, he quickly used his injured hand to grab onto her hair, and viciously flung his other hand into her right cheek, cursing: "Bitch! You dare to bite me?! Eldest Young Master doesn't have the time to see you, if you don't calm down, I'll beat you to death! "

It wasn't easy to get an opportunity to teach her a lesson, so Sister Ling naturally wouldn't miss it. She swung her second palm at her left cheek with the same force. Ye Jia was so dizzy from being beaten that she kept screaming, but she still scolded recklessly, "Long Haoxuan …! How can you kill your children so cruelly? You will die a horrible death! You will get your retribution! "Ahh!

"Shut up!" Upon hearing her words, Sister Ling hurriedly said to Doctor Wang, "Hurry up and calm down. What are you standing there for!" The thing that Madam Long hated the most was hearing these unlucky words. She had to stop Ye Jia from continuing to yell crazily!

"Hey!" Let Ye Jia go! Suddenly, Long Shengjie's angry shout came from outside the infirmary. Hearing Ye Jia's cry, Long Shengjie rushed into the infirmary and pushed Doctor Wang away. He then picked up a needle from the table and mercilessly pierced it into Sister Ling's body. Let her go! "

Alas!" Sister Ling screamed and let Ye Jia go in a hurry, retreating a few steps in pain. When the other maids saw the needle in Long Shengjie's hand, they screamed and scattered in all directions. It wasn't a problem for a few people to deal with a child. The problem was that Long Shengjie was the young master of the Long family, so they couldn't do anything for fear of hurting him.

"Whoever dares to touch Ye Jia again, I will strangle her to death!" Long Shengjie's words were worthy of being called a threat. He was so frightened that no one dared to move.

Ye Jia gradually stopped her hoarse shouting. Only her black eyes were still watering, the tears and sweat on her hair were all over the pillow. His teary eyes stared blankly at Long Shengjie who looked like a small soldier, as well as the needle held high in his hand.

Tears of gratitude and pain intertwined as he slumped limply on the operating table, his resentful gaze shifting to the white ceiling. Suddenly, she felt as if the ceiling was spinning. She was really tired. She wanted to sleep!

Long Shengjie turned to Ye Jia and wiped the tears off her face with a tissue. He comforted her, "Ye Jia, you don't have to be afraid. I will protect you." Words had always been his favorite!

Ye Jia, on the other hand, felt that her entire body and mind had relaxed. She gently nodded her head, and a new wave of tears welled up in her eyes. Now she could find no one else to say a word for herself but to trust him, to rely on him.

Although his shoulders were weak and it was hard for him to lean on, Ye Jia was still very touched and grateful!

When she thought she could have a short time of peace, she suddenly heard Madam Long's exasperated voice from the door. "Quickly go in and bring the young master out! Quickly go!" The sound of hurried footsteps could be heard as several members of the security team quickly walked in.

One of them grabbed Long Shengjie by the waist and turned around to walk to the door. Long Shengjie was surrounded by them and shouted, "Let go of me …" Bastard! If you don't let me go, I'll let my big brother shoot you! Hello... Aunt, you let Ye Jia go, Ye Jia is so pitiful, she's so pitiful! "

"Quick, carry the young master back to his room!" Madame Long gave the order, and Long Shengjie's voice faded away. Ye Jia was facing a group of people who had just recovered from the 'death,' and her mind had finally relaxed. She bit her lips and started to moan in pain.

Long Shengjie struggled for a long time before finally letting Ye Jia go. When he was carrying him through Long Haochen's room, he used all his strength to break free from the protective layer. Rushing into Long Haochen's room, he shouted loudly, "Big brother! If you don't go and save Ye Jia, she's going to die. She's so pitiful.

As he spoke, Long Shengjie's tears began to well up in his eyes. Mei Hui, who had been accompanying Long Haochen all this time, pulled him to the door, and said in a low voice, "Good little Shengjie, Ye Jia is just sick. She's treating him right now, so stop bothering your big brother."

"She's not treating a patient! She was beaten all over, you wicked woman, as bad as they are! " Long Shengjie shook off his hand as he scolded her.

Mei Hui was frightened. A trace of displeasure appeared on her face as she stared at him, thinking back to what Madame Long had told her before, and Long Haochen being present. He had to suppress his anger and coaxed: "Sage, you don't know anything about adults. Can I accompany you back to your room to play?"

"This is bad!" Long Shengjie shouted in anger, rushing to Long Haochen's side and pulling his hand, "Big brother, go quickly!"

The indifferent Long Haochen withdrew his hand, using his hand to touch the top of Long Shengjie's head. His gaze was still fixed on the distant sky and water. His eardrums were still stimulated by the sound of the weeping.

Ye Jia screamed again and again, saying that the child was his, could it be true? He only told him this morning that the child belonged to Nangong Ye. Did he change his speech tonight? Was he speaking nonsense out of fear?

He already didn't know whether Ye Jia's words were true or false. In the end, he still couldn't resist her weeping. He pulled Long Shengjie along as they walked towards the bedroom's door.

"Haoxuan!" Mei-hui rushed forward and grabbed his other arm. She anxiously looked at her, trying her best to remain calm as she said in a gentle voice, "Haoxuan, don't believe her words. What you're saying right now is the most unbelievable."

Long Shengjie angrily pushed her to the side, ignoring her low voice as he dragged Long Haochen towards the door.

Ye Jia who was on the operating table cried until she could no longer continue crying. When she gave up struggling, she finally saw the man she had been crying to see. His expression was still as cold and cruel as ever. Suddenly, he felt that he was ridiculous. Even if they called him over, what could they do? Could he even save her?

Looking at his bloodthirsty expression and Long Shengjie's happy face, Ye Jia couldn't help but to sob. The maid and Dr. Wang who could not bear to do anything took the initiative to step aside, not daring to say a word.

Long Haoxuan sized up Ye Jia, whose face was dirty like a kitten and her hair was messy like a chicken's nest, with an indifferent look. Her arms were pinched red and purple, and the imprint of her white face was obvious. It was as tragic as it could get.

His heart was fiercely stung, but his expression didn't change in the slightest. Letting go of Long Shengjie's hand, he walked over to her. He bent down to pick her up from the operating table and stared at her dirty little face. He asked indifferently, "I'll ask you one last time, whose child is this?" He was looking forward to her change of words!

Ye Jia looked at him and sobbed, "It's yours..." He had said that even if it was his, he wouldn't take it. Then why ask her? What's the use of asking?

"Which part of your words are the truth? "Hmm?" The hand he used to hold her waist turned into a pinching motion, and the strength in it increased slightly.

Ye Jia did not have the heart to feel the pain. She miserably blinked the tears in her eyes and choked with sobs, "I want to tell you the truth, but even if the child is yours, you would not want him …"

After pausing for a while, he said in a pleading tone, "First Young Master, can you please let me give birth to him? You can ignore him and ignore him. Just treat him as me alone, okay? " His misty eyes revealed dense begging.

Long Haoxuan stared at her and once again asked with a serious voice, "Have you and Nangong Ye slept together?"

Ye Jia quickly shook her head and quickly explained, "I did not, I swear... I really don't. " She admitted that she couldn't beat him, and she shouldn't fight anymore. She was willing to kneel on the ground and beg him to let her off so she could keep the child alive. His stubborn personality shouldn't be displayed at this critical juncture!

Long Haochen was a tyrannical man who couldn't be resisted. She had known about this long ago, but couldn't learn how to spoil herself. She treasured herself, and would never provoke his fiery temper.