Chapter 1274

Zhuo Zijing heard everything.

But what can she do? Can only pretend not to hear just, but she wants to fight ah, must keep the baby in the belly.

At 10 o'clock the next morning, Nalan Lei was in his yard, waiting for Nalan Chusheng to come back.

"What's the matter with the housekeeper?" Asked nalanre, frowning.

"Master, we've all gone to find a young master, but he won't come back!" The housekeeper's face also showed the color of embarrassment.

After all, Nalan Chusheng is the young master of Nalan family. It's hard for the housekeeper to tie people back with force.

If anything happens after that, isn't it the housekeeper's fault?

Nalan Chusheng and Nalan Lei are father and son, but they are just servants.

"Freeze all his bank accounts now, I think he can hold on for a few days!"

"I checked the account of the young master yesterday. The young master transferred all the more than 20 million on his card."

"Turn away?"

"Yes."

"Where did it go? No matter which card he transfers to, isn't it the same? "

"No, sir. The young master has transferred all the money to Chen Xiaoyu's account."

Nalanre was not angry.

If it's all the accounts of Nalan Chusheng, Nalan Lei has no problem. If he wants to freeze it, he will freeze it. But now Nalan Chusheng has transferred all the money in the account to the woman in the account.

"This bastard!" Nalanre trembled with anger.

"Master, please don't be angry. There's news from the hospital that the eldest and youngest grannies are out of danger and the children have been reported. You don't have to worry about it."

The housekeeper quickly changed the subject.

Or I'm really afraid nalanre will explode. "Go and have a look, and tell the servants to make chicken soup!" Hearing that the child has been saved, Nalan Lei is in a better mood. After all, it's his own son. There's no way for such a bastard. Nalan Lei just feels sorry for himself. How can this son be so ignorant? Can't you bear it for a while

?

What's the rush? What kind of woman do you want in the future?

People cooked soup as fast as they could. It wasn't about 12 o'clock at noon.

Nalanre's on his way to the hospital.

At the moment, Zhuo Zijing is sitting on the hospital bed. Her stomach still has a little pain, and Zhuo Zijing is very tired now.

Zhuo Zijing also felt that the part of her chest was particularly swollen.

That kind of unspeakable uncomfortable feeling.

The nurse came and saw that Zhuo Zijing didn't look very well, so she asked.

"What's the matter with you, young granny?"

Zhuo Zijing shook her head. "It's nothing. I just feel uncomfortable on my chest. I always feel a little pain. Then it's not that kind of pain."

"I see. You are in the late stage of pregnancy. It's true that such symptoms will occur. Well, I'll massage you later and dredge the blockage for you. It should be better."

Zhuo Zijing blushed and did not speak.

"Oh, young granny, why are you ashamed of us nurses? It doesn't matter. It's normal."

It was really uncomfortable, so I nodded and agreed.

Later, Zhuo Zijing, as required by the nurse, lay flat on the bed and closed her eyes. The nurse also gently untied her clothes.