She just lay on the ground, motionless, like...

died.

"Liang Nianhe."

no response.

Si Moli raised his voice and shouted again: "Liang Nianhe!"

Still no movement.

Si Moli's voice echoed in the sky above Si Yuan, and it took a while before it dissipated.

"Don't pretend to be dead, it's useless." Si Moli said coldly, "Get up!"

"I'll count to three. If you don't do it, continue to kneel to me tomorrow night!"

"Three, two, one!"

However, no matter what Si Moli said or threatened, Liang Nianhe just lay there quietly with his hand still on his lower abdomen.

Si Moli frowned, then stepped forward, took her shoulders and turned her over.

Her eyes were closed, her lips were as white as paper, her cheeks were swollen, and blood was flowing from the corners of her mouth.

Lifeless, lifeless.

Liang Nianhe fainted completely.

Si Moli looked at her like this, and what he was thinking in his heart was that he wanted to leave immediately and not to be the slightest bit soft-hearted for this woman.

However, he seemed to be stuck in his steps and could not move a step.

My mind wanted to leave, but my body stayed where I was.

"Mr. Si, Madam... she is seriously injured." The housekeeper said from the side, "It is better to deal with the injury first. If something happens to the person, it will be in trouble."

Si Moli had a cold face.

"Miss Ryoji looks very polite, but when she attacks my wife, she is not polite at all. She strikes extremely hard. I feel it is too cruel when I look at it, and my wife can't stand it."

"To shut up!"

Si Moli scolded him, then suddenly let go of his hand, dropped Liang Nianhe on the spot, and walked towards the villa.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly turned back.

Before the housekeeper could understand what he was doing, he had already picked up Liang Nianhe.

"Call the family doctor!"

"Yes...yes, Mr. Si."

Si Moli hugged Liang Nianhe and strode upstairs. When he was about to kick open the door of the master bedroom, he hesitated for a few seconds.

Then he went to the guest room opposite.

Liang Nianhe remained motionless, his eyes tightly closed.

He put her on the bed and placed his fingertips on the wound on her cheek: "...Liang Nianhe, you can't die like this."

"If you die, who should I torture? Huh?"

"Watching you suffer is my greatest pleasure!"

After the family doctor hurried over, Si Moli left without looking back.

.........

The sun is shining.

When Liang Nianhe woke up, it was already noon.

My whole body hurts, my mouth is dry, especially my knees...it feels like they have been smashed into pieces.

"Water, water..."

The servant looked at it and said in surprise: "Madam, you're awake!"

Liang Nianhe's vision was blurred, and the memories of last night poured into his mind bit by bit.

After pouring the warm water into her mouth, she felt much better.

"Where is this..." Liang Nianhe asked, his voice vague, "I, my child..."

Her trembling hand fell on her belly, stroking up and down.

After closing his eyes and relaxing for a while, Liang Nianhe regained a little strength and sat up on the bed.

She looked down at her arms.

The red marks on it were all scratched by Liang Jiayun yesterday.

Not to mention Liang Jiayun's kicks and kicks, which are still painful.

Fortunately, the kick was not in the stomach, otherwise the child would be in danger.

The servant brought the meal: "Madam, please eat something quickly."

"He would be so kind and allow me to eat?"

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