Zhan Hanjue looked confident, "I invite you to enter the urn, just to remind you to pay attention to your words and deeds."

After a pause, his eyes became cold, "If you continue to be stubborn, I won't just remind you next time."

Yan Zhengling sneered, "You want me to do this?"

What else can Jue Zhan Han do if he stares into her eyes? Apart from binding her to him, what else can he do?

"I will make him disappear from this world." Zhan Hanjue could not do anything to her, so he could only operate on Yu Chengqian.

Yan Zhengling suddenly laughed. Yu Chengqian and Zhan Hanjue were really in tune with each other. They wanted someone to disappear from this world at every turn, as if they were the masters of heaven and earth.

Outside the operating room.

Zhan Tingye and the eldest lady lingered nervously, looking at the door of the operating room from time to time.

Yan Zhengling came to the door of the operating room and asked the first lady, "How long has Xiaoru been in there?"

If they really got into it, she would be happy to sit back and watch.

"You love to chatter." Yan Zhengling said a few words, then turned and left.

Lord Zhan Han was so angry at her attitude that he clenched his fists.

This doesn't fit his style.

Ye Feng pushed Zhan Hanjue out of the office. Yan Zhengling looked at the handsome and sinister Zhan Hanjue, feeling a strange joy rise in her heart.

This joy came so inexplicably that Yan Zhengling thought about it carefully and felt that she was being sentimental and had misunderstood Lord Zhan's intention of inviting her to the imperial capital.

The doctor said: "As soon as Miss Yan arrived, the doctor immediately arranged the operation."

Yan Zhengling was even more convinced that Zhan Hanjue had indeed deliberately set up a trap for her to come over.

She just doesn't understand. Is he going to such trouble to set up this situation just to give her a warning?

The wheelchair was parked at the end of the corridor, but it made no move to move forward.

At this time, the door to the operating room opened, and the doctor came out with a tired look on his face: "I'm sorry."

These three words indicated that the ending was not perfect. Zhan Tingye stood up and asked, "How is the child?"

He definitely didn't set up this trap just to see her?

Isn't this... too childish?

This kind of thing is not something that a mature and steady man like him can do?

The doctor announced the result: "After all the efforts to save the mother, the mother's life was saved, but the baby could not be saved."

Zhan Tingye suffered a heavy blow and his body shook.

The eldest lady breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Xiaoru is fine, Xiaoru is fine, that's good."

The eldest lady almost said in unison with him, "Is the mother okay?"

Yan Zhengling looked at the couple blankly. It was understandable that Zhan Tingye cared about his son.

But the eldest lady's concern for Yan Xiaoru was unusual.

Zhan Tingye lost his child, and he was filled with anger and nowhere to vent. He glared at Jue Zhan Han angrily, and then approached him step by step, "Jue Zhan Han, it's you, it must be you, who killed my child."

The cold light in Jue Zhan's eyes was like a sharp blade, and his voice was as charming as coming from the depths of hell, "Dad, what are you talking about? I am your son, aren't I?"


Chapter completed!