Entering the wrong room, I became pregnant with the twins of the richest man

The bright red blood looked very dazzling.

Liang Nianhe's heart clenched.

Why did my brother strike so... so hard... Si Moli even vomited blood.

Could he have internal injuries? Should I be sent to the hospital?

Liang Nianhe was worried.

Si Moli, however, raised his hand and wiped the corners of his mouth casually, as if nothing was wrong.

"It doesn't matter." Si Moli said, "Then just use it until I die."

Song Zhixu frowned.

Si Moli added: "I can die under Liang Nianhe's eyes, and my life has not been in vain. She will remember me forever."

"You want to cause trouble for her even to death, right?" Song Zhixu asked, "Can't you think about her? Do you want her to have nightmares every night?"

"Dreaming about me, is this a nightmare?"

"She has been unlucky for eight lifetimes!" Song Zhixu raised his voice, "Si Moli, I will give you one last chance. If you don't leave, I will drag you out and ask your men to pick you up."

Si Moli was motionless, only the blood at the corner of his mouth was still flowing slowly.

Soon, the blood gathered into a small puddle on the ground.

It was shocking to watch.

How serious is the injury... It seems that Si Moli has no obvious external injuries.

Could it be an internal injury?

Liang Nianhe thought about the fight scene just now, wondering if it was the force of those kicks and punches from his brother. They were too heavy, too heavy, and Si Moli couldn't bear it.

After all, Si Moli was also very skilled, but he was beaten to the ground by his brother and could not get up. This showed how badly he was injured and how weak he was.

Otherwise, given his character, as long as he still has a little bit of strength, he will stand up, walk in front of her, and take her away.

He is such a stubborn person.

Liang Nianhe wanted to go over and help Si Moli up.

Unfortunately, Song's father and Song's mother were firmly in front of her.

"Si Moli, I'll count to three." Song Zhixu said, "After three, I will really attack you. The consequences will be at your own risk."

"three."

"two."

"one."

After he finished speaking, Si Moli was still lying on the ground with no intention of leaving.

Song Zhixu grabbed his arm and pulled him violently.

Liang Nianhe vaguely heard a "clicking" sound.

Is it...the sound of bones being dislocated? ?

Just now, my brother pulled so hard that it hurt Si Moli's bones!

Si Moli was forced to sit up, hunched his back, and coughed more violently.

After coughing a few times, his body swayed, and suddenly, as soon as he closed his eyes, he fell straight down.

"Si Moli!"

Liang Nianhe's eyes suddenly widened.

What's up with him?

Comatose? Too seriously injured?

There was a muffled "bang" sound, and Si Moli's head hit the ground. He closed his eyes and looked like...

Lifeless.

Song Zhixu was also stunned for a moment, looking down at his hands and then at Si Moli.

It seems...he didn't exert much force.

He just wanted to pull Si Moli up.

This strength was definitely not as strong as the strength he used to beat Si Moli just now.

So what happened to Simo Li?

So fragile? Can't touch it?

Is Si Moli still fake...

As soon as the thought flashed through Song Zhixu's mind, Liang Nianhe rushed over and pushed him aside.

Song Zhixu had no defense and took several steps back before steadying his body.

"Nianhe," he said, "Why are you here? Go back quickly."