The Sweetest Marriage: Gu Shaospreads Sugar Addiction

Mu Qingge screamed hysterically, the moment the needle tip pierced her skin, she couldn't help but collapse.

Mo Jingchen sighed, and sat on a chair in the corridor of the hospital, waiting for the notification.

Mu Qingge's thin body could not resist at all, the effect of the medicine came quickly, and her body began to become numb...

Tears flowed silently, and her heart was filled with deep despair.

Those bright and clear eyes lost their former brilliance, and the bottom of her eyes was a dead gray. There was a sad smile on the corner of her lips, and there was no trace of him in her eyes anymore!
The last look of Mu Qingge being pushed in made Mo Jingchen feel like he was sitting on pins and needles.He pressed his thin lips tightly, unable to tell what it was like in his heart.

His chest was stuffy, as if a big rock had been pressed on him, making him feel a little out of breath.

Before he knew it, he seemed to have lost something important.

Time passed minute by minute.

"President, Miss Mayfair is out of danger."

Mo Jingchen nodded and rubbed his painful temples, "How is Mu Qingge?"

"Ma'am, she has drawn a lot of blood and is very weak, but there is nothing serious, except that the child is gone."

"Okay, I see." Mo Jingchen stood up from the chair, took a deep look at the operating room, and then immediately withdrew his gaze, "Stay here, I'll go and see Fei'er."

His footsteps were extremely fast, and he seemed to be running away.

I don't know why, but a sense of guilt suddenly rose in his heart, and he didn't even dare to meet her...

Mu Qingge, who was pushed out of the operating room, was sent to the VIP ward. She bit her lips tightly, tears kept rolling down the corners of her eyes, and the pillow was soaked.

Mu Qingge's eyes were out of focus, like a rag doll without a soul.Her body looked even thinner, her face was almost transparent and pale, her eyes were scarlet and bloodshot, and even her lips were pale, without a trace of blood.

Her body was weak, her lips were dry, her eyes felt dizzy for a while, and a hoarse single sound came out of her dry throat, "water"

"Sister, do you want a drink of water?"

A voice appeared above his head, Mu Qingge looked up, and what caught his eyes was Li Feier's smug smile.

"Why are you here?" Mu Qingge closed her eyes, she didn't want to see her at all.

"I've heard what Brother Mo said. In order to save me, my sister lost her child. I'm really sorry for my sister." Li Fei'er sighed, her complacent and provocative tone could not be concealed, "It's all my fault that Brother Mo loves me so much that even I don’t want my own wife or children.”

Mu Qingge felt depressed and angry, but he didn't want to talk to her at all.If possible, she even wanted to slap Li Fei'er hard.

"Sister, aren't you thirsty? Mayfair serves you to drink water."

A sneer flashed in Li Fei'er's eyes, she squeezed Mu Qingge's chin, and poured down the water in the cup very forcefully.

Mu Qingge was almost choked to death, his face was covered in water while he was struggling, and he looked in a panic.

Li Fei'er smiled like a flower, but the viciousness in her eyes was terrifying, "Sister, I'm not pregnant, and I'm not in any danger. I just thought of Brother Mo and came up with this method."

Her expression was innocent and harmless, "Sister, don't blame me."

Did she harm her child because of her willfulness for a while?

Mu Qingge only felt that the blood in her whole body was frozen, and the anger in her heart almost burned her to ashes.

"I'll kill you!" She struggled to get up from the bed, exhausted all her strength, and rushed towards Li Fei'er.

His face was pale, his eyes were scarlet, and his ferocious expression was like a ghost climbing up from hell.

Li Fei'er didn't resist at all, and let Mu Qingge beat and scold, her clothes disheveled, her hair messy, and she was in a panic.

With a smile on her lips, she heard footsteps outside the door, and suddenly cried and shouted, "Sister, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt your child, sister, please let me go, ah! My child!"

Mo Jingchen pushed the door open, and saw Li Fei'er lying weakly on the ground with blood dripping from her legs.

"Phil!"

Li Fei'er leaned into Mo Jingchen's arms and cried, "Brother Mo, our child is gone."

Looking at Mo Jingchen's cold face, Mu Qingge felt a sudden chill in his heart.