Chatper 271 (1/2)

Feng Xingyan saw that the part where her lips and hands were biting had begun to ooze blood, his face turned serious, he reached out and pulled her hand away, and said in a stern voice: "I know you feel sorry for yourself, but the most important thing now is The thing is, take care of yourself.”

She was not only sad and blamed herself, but this kind of sad and self-blame almost overwhelmed her.

Su Ziyue's hand was pulled away, sobs overflowed from her throat, and tears kept falling down like beads with a broken thread.

It wasn't until she was so tired from crying that she couldn't cry anymore that she stopped crying.

However, his eyes were empty.

Seeing that she finally stopped crying, Feng Xingyan called the doctor to examine her.

The doctor explained some things to pay attention to, nothing more than keeping a comfortable mood and not being too sad.

Feng Xingyan emphasized again: "You heard what the doctor said, your body is important."

Su Ziyue looked up at him with blank eyes: "Can I use the phone for a while?"

Feng Xingyan took a look at her, his eyes full of understanding, he took out a mobile phone and handed it to Su Ziyue.

"Thank you." Su Ziyue thanked in a low voice, and took the phone over.

Although she accepted that Feng Xingyan was her uncle, the two of them were still too unfamiliar.

Feng Xingyan didn't care either, and stood up slowly, his eyes flicked across her pale face, and his eyebrows frowned slightly: "I'll ask someone to bring something to eat."

After he finished speaking, he went out.

Su Ziyue held the phone in a daze for a while, and then pressed a very familiar number, but she didn't pull it out.

What should I say after calling Qin Muchen?

She didn't wait for Nanchuan to pick her up, but waited for a group of people who were paid by Su Yige to mistreat her, and then she was forced to jump out of the window. She was basically not injured, but the child was gone...

Is she going to tell him this?

In the villa, Qin Muchen's hesitation and various actions flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern.

She still remembered how much Qin Muchen wanted a child before.

Su Ziyue's mind was in chaos, her fingers holding the phone turned white, and she didn't pull out the phone in the end.

...

Outside the door, Feng Xingyan stood in front of the ward. Through the crack of the door, he saw that Su Ziyue hadn't pulled out the phone. His expression was as calm as if he had predicted it early in the morning.

The subordinate standing behind him said cautiously: "Mr. Feng, how do you know that Miss Su will definitely not dial the phone?"

Just when his subordinates thought that Feng Xingyan would not speak up, Feng Xingyan said aloud: "She is a kind-hearted person, after all, she is too young. When encountering such a thing, the psychological pressure will be great, and it is easy to get into a dead end , if no one gave her a hand, she wouldn't be able to climb out..."

In her heart, the person she felt most sorry for was Qin Muchen.

The subordinates were a little surprised that Feng Xingyan would explain aloud, although he only understood half of what he heard, he still nodded.

...

late at night.

The consultation room was brightly lit.

"I think this situation is too complicated, so I still use the second option."

"I don't agree with..."

Among a group of medical experts wearing white trigrams who were having heated discussions, Qin Muchen in a black suit looked exceptionally eye-catching.

He held a cigarette between his fingers, and the ashtray in front of him was already full of cigarette butts. He rested one elbow on the table, half of his body leaned forward slightly, and his posture was a little stiff. He had obviously been sitting in this posture for a long time.