As soon as he saw Tan Bengbeng, whose face was pale and lying on the sick bed, weeping silently, Mo Yongheng looked at Qi Yan instantly and became angry.
Stepping forward, without saying a word, she reached out and grabbed his collar, pulling him out of the sick bed.
Hit him in the face with one punch!
"Asshole! I entrusted Bengbeng to your care. That's how you take care of her? Pregnant before marriage, even the child in her stomach can't take care of her well. I'll beat you to death today!"
While Mo Yongheng was speaking, he punched Qi Yan twice in succession.
He hit someone too suddenly, Qi Yan just recovered, and had already received two punches in the face.
Just as he was about to ask Mo Yongheng why he was crazy, his third punch followed!
Qi Yan quickly raised his hand to block his fist, pushed him away with his backhand, and took a few steps back.
He raised the back of his hand and wiped the corner of his mouth, which was already bleeding.
"Mo Yongheng, are you sick? Do you want to fight? Come to another place!" Qi Yan growled.
The little Hades he had been thinking about was gone, and he was depressed, worried about Tan Bengbeng's body, and he didn't even show his sadness.
Mo Yongheng came to the door suddenly, just like a venting outlet sent to the door.
When he saw the person in front of him clearly, his eyes became sharp.
As soon as he finished speaking, Tan Bengbeng, who had been lying in bed all this time, suddenly propped up his body and wanted to sit up.
Without saying a word, Qi Yan hurried over to help her.
Seeing her red eyes and tears that had not been wiped away, my heart felt another burst of pain.
Just as he was about to hug her, a hand was already in front of him.
Immediately, it was Mo Yongheng's indifferent voice.
"Let go of her, you are not qualified to take care of her at all!"
"Mo Yongheng, don't think that I really won't kill you! You'd better not mess with me at this time!"
After being provoked several times, Qi Yan's face turned dark.
"It doesn't matter who cleans up!" Mo Yongheng said forcefully, pushed Qi Yan away with one hand, stacked the pillows together to make them higher, and then gently helped Tan Bengbeng up so that she could lean on the pillow comfortably.
Then he raised the head of the bed for her...
The whole process is done in one go.
There was absolutely no room for Qi Yan to intervene.
"How do you feel now? Let me take a look for you!" Mo Yongheng met Tan Bengbeng's gaze and her pale and bloodless face, and his heart ached beyond measure.
In addition to remorse, he now only has regrets in his heart.
He clearly saw that something was wrong with her last time, why didn't he persist a bit, check her body, or take her away.
If he took her away and left Qi Yan's side earlier, Mo Kun would not treat her as the bond between Nian Xiaomu and Qi Yan, and insisted on getting rid of her.
She would not have been ambushed yesterday and suffered a miscarriage due to injury.
In the final analysis, Qi Yan was still unable to protect her. If he followed Beng Beng at every step, she would not be trapped in the factory alone...
Mo Yongheng turned his head and gave Qi Yan a hard look!
The eyes of the two met, and they were about to fight.
Outside the door, Yu Yuehan and Nian Xiaomu, who heard the commotion, happened to walk in from outside.
Seeing Mo Yongheng and Qi Yan who were about to draw swords, both of them were stunned.
Nian Xiaomu came back to her senses and saw Tan Bengbeng who had woken up. She didn't bother to ask what happened to Mo Yongheng and Qi Yan, so she hurried forward and asked about Tan Bengbeng's situation first.
Tan Bengbeng was also worried about her.
Seeing the wound on her left shoulder, her face turned pale again.
Nian Xiaomu quickly shook her head, "I'm fine, I'm fine. The doctor has seen the wound and said that the wound is not deep. The bandage is done. It will recover in a few days, and it will not affect normal life in the future!"