Chapter 451: This girl is hurt.

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Chapter 451 This girl is hurt.
"Baby, how are you?"
Lin Xiaomi looked at him with inability to open his eyes and thought of smiling at him, but he had no strength at all.
The head is getting dizzy.
The beautiful woman said at this moment: "Cold young master, the patient needs rest now, let her sleep for a while."
Everyone retired to the ward next door, Wen Xiaoxiao stayed in the ward and looked at Lin Xiaomi.
"Weng Lao, my wife, child..."
Weng’s faint swaying wave, the tea he drank was cold and hand-picked and sent to him.
"I have done my best. If the child can keep it, it is necessary to see your creation. If I can persist until tomorrow, I will give another visit and the child will be able to keep it."
This is a big surprise for Leng Yuhuang.
After three more thanks, Leng Yuhuang now refuses to take care of anything else, and then she goes back to the ward and keeps her guarding.
When Cheng Jie came, Wen Xiaoxiao sat in the chair in the corridor. She didn't feel relieved and couldn't bear to disturb their husband and wife, so they stayed outside.
Seeing Cheng Jie, she was shrunk and blocked in front of him.
"Cheng Cheng, Xiaomi is taking a break, the cold master said, no one is allowed to bother."
In fact, Leng Shuhuang did not say that he was full of Lin Xiaomi, and he refused to say a word to her.
Cheng Jie’s gentle smile:
I heard that Miss Wen invited an old gentleman. I don’t know how the young lady is now. I want to go in and check her, otherwise I don’t feel relieved.

Wen Xiaoxiao was sideways in front of him: "Millet is now fine, the cold master said, no one is allowed to bother."
She repeated mechanically.
Cheng Jie flashed a light, thoughtfully looked at her for a long while, turned and left.
After all, Wen Xiaoxiao could not stay in the hospital for a long time. Before leaving, she told Leng Yuhuang that no one was allowed to remember in the ward. It was Weng Lao’s meaning.
Leng Yuhuang's deep and sharp dawn looked at her, but she didn't ask much, just nodded: "Smile, I remember this time, I owe you a favor."
Wen Xiaoxiao was somewhat flattered and waved his hand.
"Cold Master, I am doing this for Xiaomi, I don't know if I can keep the child."
............
Cheng Min's strong will to do rehabilitation has had a significant effect.
She has been able to stand up with her arms and move slowly one step.
Rehabilitation is a long and extremely painful process.
How many people have no way to stick to it.
But she persisted, because she wanted to stand beside such a dazzling man, she would not allow her body to have any defects.
Just today, she has no intention to do rehabilitation.
Because she heard that Lin Xiaomi had a big bleeding into the hospital last night, the child could not keep it.
She is waiting for the result.
She can imagine the appearance of Lin Xiaomi at this time.
It is a pity that she has no way to witness for her own eyes.
Cheng Min excitedly waited for a day in the ward, but he never waited until the news that Lin Xiaomi had aborted.
She can't wait, let Cheng Jie go and see.
When Cheng Jie came back, she quickly got up and her eyes flashed with excitement: "How about, is the child falling? Is it lost? Lin Xiaomi, the monk must be very painful! Deserve it! This is what she asked."

Cheng Min said with pleasure, suddenly said: "This child is gone, she does not deserve to have another child, Ajie, do you understand what I mean? With this opportunity, I want her to have no way to get pregnant again!"
She is proud of her plans, but she has not received any response.
Looking at the way Shu Jie was silent after entering the door, she cried: "Ajie, what's wrong with you, I am talking to you."
Cheng Jie slowed down and went to the bed and sat down: "Things don't seem to be moving in the way we expected."
Cheng Min’s eyebrows:
What do you mean?

"The child is still there."
"What happened? You are not saying that the child will definitely run away today? You promised me that she can't keep the child."
"Yes, it was originally like this, but I just heard that Wen Xiaoxiao brought a silver-haired elder into the ward of Lin Xiaomi, and the young master also blew it out. So far, there has been no news that the child has flowed away. I just wanted to take a look, but the young master did not allow anyone to enter the ward." Cheng Jie voice is heavy, his brow is locked.
"Even your young master is not allowed to enter?" She grabbed Cheng Jie's hand nervously: "Don't the Master discover what? Is he already beginning to doubt?"
Cheng Jie appeased and patted his hand: "You don't have to worry, I have confidence in myself. Even if they doubt it, they will not find the truth. I am just worried about the person brought by Wen Xiaoxiao."
She was relieved to hear that Cheng Jie would not let people know the truth.
Cheng Min disdainful scorn: "Not an old man, I don't believe that he can be more powerful than you. This child must be unable to keep it. At that time, I must see with my own eyes how Lin Xiaomi is unhappy."
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"Baby, how is it?" Leng Yuhuang asked softly, holding her little hand and kissing.
The cautious look, like being afraid that he would speak loudly, would hurt her.
Lin Xiaomi said with a funny smile: "You have asked countless times, I am very good, really no pain."
Every time he has to ask, it seems that he is not the one who is being pinned.
"Husband, the child is still right, Weng Lao said, today, porridge can save the rice, is it?"
Leng Yuhuang loves pity and kisses her cheek: "My baby is really strong."
Lin Xiaomi’s happy smile is like dreaming.
Yesterday I was still unhappy with the baby's departure, but today I am already happy for his strength.
"Where is the origin of Weng Lao, I don’t know where the smile is from." Lin Xiaomi’s words fell, and the ward was ringed.
Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao will arrive.
Weng’s old plain Tang suit came in, not to mention the extra nonsense, and went to the bed to give her a pulse.
After the needle was applied again, Lin Xiaomi fell asleep tiredly.
Weng Lao rubbed his forehead's sweat and sipped the tea he had brewed himself. He said quietly: "The child is temporarily saved."
Leng Yuhuang’s heart was loose, and he got up and said deeply:
Thank you for being old.

"Millet has been lying in bed for a fetus, but there have been signs of miscarriage. I ask Weng Lao, this is the reason for the physique of millet, or..." The low voice of Leng Yuhuang reveals a dangerous atmosphere.
"If you have a brain, this is probably hurt."
"The symptom of her is obviously caused by long-term exposure to safflower, but every time it is very small, plus various kinds of miscarriage drugs, it will not immediately abort, but after a long period of time, this will happen."
"Red flower?"
"Grandpa Weng, I want to ask you to see this." Wen Xiaoxiao said at this moment, took out the sealed sachet in the bag.
Cold and brilliant eyes touched the familiar sachet, and the brow suddenly tightened!