Ye Jue wished she could roll her eyes. After thinking about it, he felt that this was a good opportunity to consolidate Xia Milk Candy's status in the Shao family.

An hour later, Xia Miantang was pushed out of the emergency gastric lavage room by a nurse. She took pictures and tested various tests and first aids for nearly three hours and was finally sent to the intensive care unit.

Shao Sirong's face was tense throughout the whole process, and his bloodthirsty face was covered with clouds until Ye Jue said: "The person has finally been rescued, but the child is gone, we have tried our best. The child's father, you mourn me."

After saying that, Ye Jue reached out and patted Shao Sirong's arm twice.

Shao Sirong's expression had already merged with the night color, and his cold eyebrows and eyes were slightly raised when he heard this.

But the next second, the hostility around him swept through the entire space even more out of control. His deep and cold eyes fell on He Zishan. The level of anger on his face could crush He Zishan's bones and ashes and dig up the grave and whip the corpse. The hatred of killing his son is irreconcilable!

He Zishan closed his eyes in despair: "Nephew, listen to me..."

"No need!" Shao Sirong's two cold words walked into the critically ill ward.

The old lady and He Zishan also wanted to go in, but were stopped by Ye Jue.

"Sorry, only one family member is allowed to enter in the intensive care unit."

The old lady leaned her head and said, "Doctor, how many months has the child been?"

“Nearly three months.”

The old lady didn't know whether it was joy or sorrow or mixed joy or sorrow.

Although my younger brother must be peeled off by Shao Sirong, this beast was finally gone, which is a major problem except for her.

He Zishan was mute and had no idea about the pain. He had asked his family to check it. Who was so stupid to throw DDT into the juice, but it has not been found yet.

It's impossible that Shao Sirong himself made a tough plan, that's his flesh and blood.

The blame hit his back and couldn't even be planted.

In the intensive care unit, Summer Milk Candy was lying on the bed with her eyes closed, as if she was asleep.

Shao Sirong stepped on his long legs and locked the door after entering.

The majestic man sat on the head of the bed with a cold aura, with traces left by white foam in a dark black suit, staring coldly at the girl on the hospital bed with a pale face. The deep mold was so complicated that it seemed like the Siberian cold current was coming. The cold wind effect was so cold that the summer milk candy that was pretending to be asleep was beating like thunder.

"It's better." The man's voice came from the top of his head. Xia Miantang pretended to be asleep and ignored her, but she felt a powerful pressure coming to her face. The man's hand gently tucked her quilt.

Xia Milk Candy insisted on pretending to be asleep and not speaking.

Until the man's breath was close, the air conditioner sprayed from his breath directly sprayed on her slender eyelashes, and his voice: "Pretend to sleep and kiss."

Xia Miantang took a deep breath suddenly, and opened her eyes as if she was breathing and escaping from the gate of hell, "Wake up."

Instead of leaving Shao Sirong's thin lips, he always pressed against her lips close at hand, and his cold eyebrows and eyes stared at her cowardly beautiful eyes without any sense of distance: "Is it fun?"

"I really got it..."

Before she finished speaking, the man's lips rubbed against hers, as if she was not honest and would be...

"Not poisoned, no poisoning, I'm not poisoned."

Shao Sirong stayed away from her for a second, and the man sat upright and shook his eyes: "Say."

With just one word, the powerful pressure made her breathless.

Xia Milk Candy calmed down her mind and answered honestly: "I took Vitiligo Effervescent Tablets orally."

"Um?"
Chapter completed!