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Wen Xiaoxiao was stunned for a while, and it took him a long time to realize what he meant, and looked at him in disbelief: "You are crazy!"
Sheng Dong sneered: "Why am I crazy? Isn't there such a possibility? You are pregnant with my child and are still fishing outside, and now that man is still trying to harm my child! Who is that man? Tell me clearly !"
Sheng Dong stared at her coldly and asked aggressively.
Everyone else in the room looked puzzled.
Old Madam Sheng raised her hand and thumped his chest: "What nonsense are you talking about here again!"
"Say it or not, are you still protecting him now?"
Wen Xiaoxiao's eyes turned red from anger, how could he slander him like this in front of Grandpa Sheng and Grandma Sheng.
"You bastard!" Wen Xiao laughed angrily and grabbed the pillow behind him and threw it at him!
It's okay for Sheng Dong to be hit on the forehead by the pillow.
"Wen Xiaoxiao, you hit me for that man?!"
From Sheng Dong's point of view, she did this to protect that man.
"You bastard, you get out, I don't want to see you."
Sheng Dong frowned: "This is my house, if you are capable, get the hell out of here!"
The three elders frowned when they saw the two children arguing like children playing house.
Wen Xiaoxiao was pregnant with a child, and she was still weak. Old Mrs. Sheng was afraid that her body would be damaged by anger, so she grabbed Sheng Dong by the ear and pushed him out.
Sheng Dong's dissatisfied cries came from outside the door.
Wen Xiaoxiao calmed down when the man who only stabbed her heart was gone in the room.
Weng Lao was stunned for a moment, and with a serious face since entering the room, he laughed loudly, and asked his friend for many years: "This is Dongdong, right? I didn't expect to grow so big."
Mr. Sheng was so embarrassed by him, he waved his hands helplessly: "Let my brother read the joke, let's go, let's go to the study to drink tea."
Everyone left, and the room fell silent.
Wen Xiaoxiao also slowly calmed down from the initial panic.
She was lying on the bed, stroking her belly with her small hands, still a little shocked.
She really couldn't remember when she came into contact with safflower.
No, she knew something like safflower, but she didn't know it at all, so even if she had encountered it somewhere, she didn't know it.
Now that I think about it, I'm really shocked. Fortunately, she has little contact.
otherwise…
If something happens to the baby, she doesn't even know what happened.
But Mrs. Weng said that safflower is very fragrant, and she doesn't seem to have been to a very fragrant place recently.
She thought for a long time, but couldn't think of anything.
Until the next morning, as soon as she opened her eyes, she didn't know why she had a flash of inspiration, and she suddenly rang.
Sachet!
right.
If she had come into contact with very fragrant things in the past few days, it would only be Lin Xiaomi's sachet.
She asked Xiaomi, and Xiaomi said that Cheng Jie made it for her specially.
Chengjie
Isn't he a doctor that Leng Yihuang trusts very much
Wen Xiao laughed and sat up all of a sudden, making her covered in cold sweat.
If there was really something wrong with the sachet, then no wonder Lin Xiaomi lay still in bed every day, showing signs of bleeding.
What could be more unpredictable than a doctor trying to harm you
But why
Wen Xiaoxiao couldn't figure it out, and she wasn't sure if it was the sachet or not.
Whether it is or not, she always has to remind Xiaomi.
After taking the phone, she immediately called Lin Xiaomi, but Xiaomi's phone was turned off.
She wanted to call Leng Yihuang, but after thinking about it, it was still inconvenient to tell Young Master Leng about such an uncertain matter.
After all, Cheng Jie is someone he trusts so much.
Wen Xiaoxiao couldn't sit still, so she lifted the quilt and got out of bed, tidied up briefly and then went to find Lin Xiaomi.
Old Madam Sheng knew that she was going out, so she persuaded her softly: "Xiaoxiao, you are a healthy person now, and you just had your tire gas yesterday, so you can rest at home today, okay?"
Wen Xiaoxiao actually knew that it was inappropriate for her to go out now, but she was really worried.
"Grandma Sheng, I'm in a hurry and want to find Xiaomi, I promise I will be very careful, please."
The old lady Sheng was not a harsh person after all, she sighed helplessly: "Then ask the driver to take you there, you should come back early."
"Thank you, Grandma Sheng."
Wen Xiaoxiao got into the car and kept calling Lin Xiaomi all the way, but Xiaomi's phone was always turned off.
She suddenly had a bad feeling.
Sure enough, when she arrived at the villa, the servant told her with a look of panic: "Young Mistress...had a lot of bleeding last night and was admitted to the hospital."
"What!!"
Wen Xiaoxiao's heart trembled, and she turned around to go to the hospital.
Thinking of something, he paused and turned back.
"By the way, they must have left in a hurry. They didn't bring a change of clothes, so you go and pack a little, and I'll take them there."
Wen Xiaoxiao suppressed the panic in her heart, and spoke as calmly as possible.
The servant thought for a while and nodded in agreement.
Wen Xiaoxiao followed her into Lin Xiaomi's bedroom. While the servant was packing up in the cloakroom, she took out the silk scarf in her bag and wrapped up the sachet that was still on the bed, and quickly put it away. into the bag.
After leaving the villa and returning to the car, Wen Xiaoxiao put the bag away from her.
In the hospital, when Wen Xiaoxiao arrived, he saw such a noble and proud young master Leng sitting slumped on a chair in the corridor, full of sadness.
"Master Leng, how is Xiaomi?"
Leng Yihuang looked up at her in a daze, his scarlet eyes were full of gloom, as if he wanted to eat someone up.
Wen Xiaoxiao took two steps back in fright.
"Resting." Slowly, Leng Yihuang withdrew his cold eyes.
"...how is the child, how is the child?"
Leng Yihuang grabbed his hair irritably, his whole body was filled with terrifying hostility, and he kicked hard on the iron chair, making a loud noise that shook people's hearts and souls.
After a while, he said hoarsely: "The child is still..."
Wen Xiaoxiao didn't have time to let go of her hanging heart, and heard him say: "However, I may leave at any time."
"how so?"
Slamming his fist hard on the wall, Leng Yihuang wiped his face, turned around and walked back to the ward.
In the ward, Lin Xiaomi was still asleep, her little face paler than paper.
Leng Yihuang sat down on the edge of her bed, carefully raised her hand that was still infused, and placed it on her lips to kiss it lightly.
Never had he felt so useless for a moment.
He wanted to bear all the suffering and torture for her. He hoped that he could be like a towering tree, sheltering her and the child from wind and rain.
But now, thinking of her frightened and crying little face last night, thinking of the fragile baby in her stomach who might leave them at any time.
Leng Yihuang felt that he was really useless!
He couldn't do anything except watch them suffer.