Flash Marriage Wife: The Cold-Blooded President Dotes Too Much

In the dark room, the silence was a little scary.

Because of this, An Xiaojing's voice of gasping for pain became very clear.

Her hands were covered with her own blood, and her heart hurt like a knife.

"Child, child!" An Xiaojing yelled a little dully, tears dripping on her hands, mixed with blood.

The whole picture is dazzling and terrifying.

An Xiaojing's panic, from the initial murmur, finally turned into a loud cry.

Uncle Lin heard the voice and rushed up from downstairs.

When I saw this picture, I immediately understood everything.

Without any hesitation, he carried An Xiaojing into the car and prepared to take her to the hospital.

Along the way, An Xiaojing was a little confused.

Or maybe she simply doesn't want to face the grim reality now.

"Young Mistress, hold on, you must hold on." Uncle Lin shouted from the side.

……

An Xiaojing's face on the hospital bed was pale, without a trace of anger.

"Uncle Lin, child!" An Xiaojing struggled with the last trace of reason, worrying about the child.

"Son, trust the doctor. The child will be fine!" Uncle Lin could only comfort him in this way.

However, at such a juncture, he couldn't find Leng Yichen, and he couldn't even get through the phone.

Uncle Lin even had the urge to leave the hospital to find Leng Yichen.

In the end, he got through to Chengfeng, and Chengfeng immediately understood.

Looking at the woman on the hospital bed, the situation is so critical that life and death are just a thought away.

"Young Mistress, you must hold on!" Uncle Lin kept encouraging, with cold sweat all over his head.

The doctor came and pushed An Xiaojing directly into the operating room.

Everything happened abruptly and unexpectedly, and no one knew what happened.

Uncle Lin stood waiting outside the operating room, and every minute seemed to be suffering.

When An Xiaojing opened her eyes again, there was only a vast expanse of white around her.

There is no consciousness at all, the whole person, opening and closing eyes is almost the same state.

"Uncle Lin, where's the child?" An Xiaojing's voice was full of despair.

"Young mistress, child, the child is gone!" Uncle Lin hesitated because he didn't want An Xiaojing to know, and this must have hit her hard.

And when An Xiaojing heard it, she felt like she was going to die.

Her gaze was more dull than ever, except that she shed tears, An Xiaojing was no different from a dead person.

"why?"

"The doctor has checked out that there are toxins in your food that are extremely harmful to babies."

Uncle Lin was honest.

"Oh?" An Xiaojing asked softly.

"It's the maternity and baby products jointly produced by Ms. Su and Young Master."

An Xiaojing's eyes widened in an instant, as if the light had returned.

Then, a wry smile and helplessness flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"So, it's Leng Yichen who did the trick!"

The final outcome was all pushed on Leng Yichen by An Xiaojing.

In her heart, she didn't know what kind of feeling was growing, like endless hatred.

Tilting her heartstrings layer by layer.

"Fortunately, I told myself that Leng Yichen regards this child as his own, thinking that his attitude has been changing, so he is still unwilling to admit this child in his bones."

"Don't say that!"

"Oh? I don't say that? What about others? Since you love this child, and now the child is gone, where did he die?"

An Xiaojing's chest suddenly felt sullen, and she was filled with pity.

And the resentment kept spreading.

"I'm already notifying the young master."

"No, you don't need to inform Uncle Lin. This is something he planned a long time ago. From the very beginning, he suspected that the child was not his, so he came up with this thing. The so-called pregnancy and baby products are all fake. of!"

An Xiaojing's spirit suddenly had some momentum.

She jumped off the hospital bed at once, while she was still wearing a hospital gown.

"Young Mistress!" Uncle Lin wanted to pull An Xiaojing.

"I'm going to report them now, and I'm going to say in front of all the media that Leng Yichen and Su Muying are deceiving people, and they made a black-hearted deal."

An Xiaojing's demeanor was decisive, and her strength also increased.

"No, you can't do this, the Su family will be finished!"

Uncle Lin persuaded.

But An Xiaojing was rushing towards the door.

As soon as she opened the door, she was blocked by a solid chest.

Looking up again, his eyes were filled with hatred.

That's right, she really hated the man in front of her.

"Is it you? You don't recognize this child, so you try to get rid of him!" An Xiaojing looked at the man's indifferent eyes, her whole heart was ashamed.

Leng Yichen didn't speak, and seeing An Xiaojing's restless look, he let her hit his chest back and forth.

"You bastard, Leng Yichen, I hate you, I hate you!"

She lives in the VIP ward, so only Uncle Lin and Leng Yichen are around.

"have you had enough?"

The man asked, but his tone was very flat.

It seems that An Xiaojing's miscarriage of a child really has nothing to do with him.

"Leng Yichen, do you really have a heart? Do you know how important that child is to me?" An Xiaojing's eyes were filled with tears.

"I'm going to tell the media right now, I'm going to tell everyone that you and Su Muying have sold unscrupulous products, and I'm going to ruin Leng Yichen's Imperial Group." An Xiaojing pointed at Leng Yichen's eyes, she had never done this before Angry too.

"I have blocked the news of your miscarriage. You'd better give me peace of mind now."

"An Fen? Leng Yichen, look at me, I am restless!"

Unable to get out through the door, An Xiaojing turned around and walked towards the window.

She doesn't believe it anymore, jumping here won't make headlines.

The child is gone, and she has no nostalgia at all.

"Young Mistress!" Uncle Lin stood aside, trying to stop An Xiaojing's body.

"Don't move, I'm going to jump from here now, I don't want to live anymore. Uncle Lin, please let me go!" An Xiaojing's voice was begging.

What is the abyss of eternal doom is her current situation.

And when she was about to jump again, someone behind her knocked her head unconscious.

Leng Yichen looked at the woman in his arms and sighed helplessly.

"Master, Young Mistress, she!"

"I know all about it, there are too many strange things in this matter." Leng Yichen's eyes gradually became more dangerous, as if anyone who got close would be choked by him.

"So young master, young lady's current mood!" Uncle Lin looked at An Xiaojing worriedly, she hated Leng Yichen too much, this child was destined to become a thorn between them.

"Look again!" Leng Yichen glanced at the woman in his arms, and wrote lightly.

Uncle Lin nodded.

And the reason why Leng Yichen felt strange was that all of this was out of his control.