Chapter 629 (1/2)

In the car.

Lin Jiangxia smelled a strong smell of blood.

I tried to open my eyes, but my eyelids were heavy.

The bodyguard drove and Zhan beiheng sat on her side.

Her head lay on Zhan beiheng's thigh, and her left hand was firmly held in the palm of his hand.

”It hurts...” in a daze, Lin Jiangxia almost didn't realize he was talking: ”brother Zhan, child... Can't the child be saved?”

”No nonsense!” Zhan beiheng was distressed and held her bloodless face in one hand: ”the child will be fine, I promise you.”

The bottom of Lin Jiangxia's eyes is already empty.

She pursed her lips and shook her head hard.

But he couldn't speak any more. He was already in a deep coma.

hospital.

Lin Jiangxia was sent to the emergency room.

Zhan beiheng waited anxiously outside the emergency room. As time passed, Lin Jiangxia was not pushed out of the operating room until three hours later.

”Doctor!” His face was gloomy and his eyebrows were full of anxiety. He rushed to the doctor and pressed his shoulder: ”how's Xia Xia?”

The doctor took off his mask: ”Mr. Zhan, please rest assured that the wife is fine and the child is saved.”

His face was pale, and a little blood was shed because of the doctor's words.

Zhan beiheng nodded gently: ”it's hard for you.”

”However, my wife is very weak now. If she is stimulated and bleeding like today again, the child may be lost.”

Zhan beiheng said, ”I understand.”

The doctor breathed: ”now you can go to the ward to see your wife. Remember, never irritate her nerves again. ”

Zhan beiheng nodded his head with a worried face.

……

When Lin Jiangxia woke up, his eyes were dark.

I have a terrible headache. I try to open my eyes.

When she saw the pure white ceiling, her heart jerked.

Subconsciously, you have to turn over and sit up.

His shoulder was instantly pressed by Zhan beiheng's broad palm.

”Don't move. Give me a good rest.” The tone is gentle, with a trace of heartache.

”Brother Zhan, child... Is the child still there?” She took a cold breath and asked in a trembling voice.

Zhan beiheng gently lifted the corners of his mouth and nodded: ”the child is all right.”

But there was still a trace of worry at the bottom of Xia's eyes.

”If you don't believe it, touch it yourself.” Zhan beiheng said, grabbed her slender wrist and gently put her five fingers on her lower abdomen.

The slightly raised lower abdomen, in which the baby Rhymes from time to time.