She hid her pregnancy and faked her death, and the CEO turned gray overnight

She struck too fast, and by the time Wen Wenwen reacted and tried to dodge, it was too late.

The next second, snowflakes were flying all over the sky, and the woman's hoarse screams resounded in the huge ward.

She didn't know how strong her knife was. Wen Wenwen was pushed back a few steps by the inertia and fell hard to the floor.

Her lower lip was cut open by a sharp blade, the skin was torn open, and bright red blood flowed down her chin, which looked shocking.

"Ah ah ah, my mouth, my mouth..."

The woman's arms were waving wildly in the air, wanting to touch the wounds on her mouth, but she didn't dare to do so.

This statement made her lips part wide, and a heartbreaking pain swept over her, causing her to roll on the ground.

Wenqing still leaned on the bedside, stared at her coldly, and sneered: "This is just a small lesson.

The next time you dare to speak rudely or curse maliciously, instead of cutting off your lips, you will cut your entire face. "

Wen Wen reached out her hand to cover her mouth, her whole body trembling with pain.

She glared at the indifferent woman on the bed, and then looked at her own embarrassment, hatred rising in her eyes.

It doesn't matter, this bitch's son is still in her hands. All the pain and humiliation she suffered today will be returned to her tenfold and a hundredfold in the future.

As long as this woman doesn't save the sick man, the Zhou family will definitely hold a funeral within half a month.

She wanted to see how sad and painful this bitch would be after learning that her own son died under her nose.

The miracle doctor Gui Luo can revive the dead, but what about flesh and bones?

In the end, I had no choice but to send my son off to be buried.

She was waiting for that day to come, believing it wouldn't be long.

"Wen Qing, please remember that Mo Mo died one day. It was all caused by your failure to save him. It was caused by you."

These words echoed in Wen Qing's ears like a curse, and she couldn't help but frown.

What does this woman mean?

Why did she have the illusion that this vicious woman was looking forward to her son's early death?

"If he really dies, it's because you have done so many evil things and you're not getting retribution. Don't worry, I won't blame myself, let alone feel guilty."

After listening to Wen Wenwen, she covered her face and smiled strangely.

Okay, let's wait and see.

At this time, rapid footsteps came from the corridor outside.

Two seconds later, the door to the ward was pushed open with great force, and a slender and tall figure hurriedly walked in.

After Wenqing saw who the visitor was, she couldn't help but sneered: "I just told her that the scumbag was not here, so the show was in vain.

I never thought that Mr. Zhou would arrive in such timely manner. What should I do? I cut off your Bai Yueguang's mouth. Do you want to give me another blow? "

Zhou Gu suddenly stopped, a flash of pain flashing across his eyes.

That stabbing incident in the teahouse five years ago has almost become a nightmare that will linger in his life.

Every time I think of it, my heart feels like a knife.

If he had trusted her more and favored her more that day, how could he have been forced by Mr. Hua to stab her in the heart and make her go to hell?

Now that she is taunting him with this, it is his own fault.

His eyes swept over Wen Wen who was slumped on the ground, with a look of disgust in his eyes.

"Akun, clear the place."

"Yes."

Wen Wenwen reacted suddenly, staggered to her feet, and rushed towards Zhou Gu stumblingly.

But after just two runs, his left leg caught his right leg, and he fell hard to the ground again.

Caught off guard, her mouth and nose hit the cold tiles, and thick blood gushed out from the wound, making her scream in pain.

Seeing Zhou Gu standing motionless, Wenqing couldn't help but mock, "At this time, shouldn't you rush up to hold her in your arms and take good care of her?"