There was a moment of stun on the other side of the phone. Silence spread between the two. For a long time, Haizhuo Xuan sighed. "At the beginning, we said that not to be involved.

He paused, "Capture the wounds."

The phone was hung up, Song Mengjie cried on the bed, and his heart was sad. He said that he wanted the child to crazy, everything was hidden from him. How could she ask him to stay with him at this time

Around?

Sorrow in the heart, miss him, miss him, miss him very much.

Pick up the phone again and call it. The opposite side is already busy, making people be desperate.

The door was pushed away, the nurse came in, and she was crying and thought she was crying for her child. She saw that there was only her in the entire ward, and she smelled: "What about your husband?" Haven't notified yet. "

As soon as she heard her, Song Mengjie's eyes brought a bit of despair. She put down her mobile phone and choked: "Can you make a phone call by your phone?"

When I got the nurse's mobile phone, she trembled and entered the phone number that was already familiar with the chest. The phone was picked up by only a sound.

You come to accompany me, after all, it is our child. I just want you to accompany me for two days. As for Chu Qing, she will not find it, you just say that he is working well or not. "

After she hurriedly said, she was shallow behind her mobile phone, with a bit of urgent breathing, she suddenly had a bad premonition.

"Sister Mengjie?" Ye Chuqing's voice trembled slowly and trembled. She could feel the surprise and despair in her words without looking at her.

Song Mengjie's heart was gone, and hurriedly said: "Chu Qing, you listen to me."

"Papa." The phone fell fiercely and made the final sound. She heard the footsteps away and someone exclaimed, and her heart became more and more heavy.

She curled up and did not dare to tell the incident until she saw Ding Yiyi pushing the door and entered.

Ding Yiyi saw her crying with tears, her eyes were anxious, but she didn't know how to comfort. She could only sit beside her and said, "Will pass, you have to be strong."

Ye Nianmo has been standing beside her, and from time to time, she swept over her arms entangled with white bandages. Although this wound was not deep, it would take half a month to heal completely.

He inadvertently swept Song Mengjie's face, but found that the opponent's face was not only sad and sad, but more of fear. What was she afraid?

Song Mengjie felt Ye Nianmo's gaze. She glanced at the other party and turned away from the hand. She pulled Ding Yiyi's hand and refused to put it.

"What are you afraid of?" Ye Nianmo suddenly spoke.

Song Mengjie's body was stunned, his head down his head was lower, and Ding Yiyi's hand was tighter.

Ding Yiyi thought that Ye Nianmo was still putting pressure on Song Mengjie, and he was a little angry. "Her child has fallen, so don't bully her at this time."

"What are you afraid of?" Ye Nianmo asked, this time the voice was colder, with oppression.

Ding Yiho stood up and wasolated him to see Song Mengjie's eyes, his expression was really angry, "Ye Nianmo, she is my friend! I will not let you bully her so much!"

Her angrily dancing her arms, making a vow to defend, and her chest also fluctuated violently because of anger.

Ye Nianmo swept her injured arm and moved her eyes to the person behind her.

"Don't touch the wound." He said seriously, then turned and left.
Chapter completed!