A little cute baby fell from the sky

Chapter 222 Miscarriage ([-])

Blood trickled down her calf, and blood was everywhere.

It hurts!This is a kind of excruciating pain.

But what hurt more was her heart that was about to break.

Su Xiaoya squatted on the ground in pain, short of breath, and forced herself to stand up staggeringly.

Lips turned blood-white.

Baby, her baby.

She had just been ready to welcome it into the world, and as a result, the baby was likely to leave her.

When she stood up, Su Xiaoya felt the world spinning around her eyes.

The crowd on the street was frightened by Yu Tongtong's terrifying appearance, and they scattered in all directions screaming in horror.

Her dropped mobile phone lay alone on the bluestone road.

Baby Xiao's excited voice came from the phone.

"Haha—Mommy, don't guess, it must be a boy!"

"A baby boy who is as cute, smart, and handsome as Baby Xiao!"

Tears fell drop by drop, Su Xiaoya forcibly covered her lower abdomen with her hands, unbearable grief and anger welled up from the bottom of her heart.

Yu Tongtong is now in a state of madness, looking at her stumblingly, with a vicious smile on his ghostly disfigured face.

"Hahaha——Su Xiaoya, you ruined my life, and I want your life to be worse than death!"

Su Xiaoya clenched her lips and exhausted all the strength in her body.

He reached out and grabbed her arm, then flung it out violently.

"Ah—" After all, Yu Tongtong didn't know how to punch at all, and immediately screamed and flew out with his whole body.

When her body fell, her watermelon knife was standing on the ground, shining coldly.

It aimed at her neck impartially, piercing the main artery between her neck and neck.

"Whoosh—" A column of blood burst out from Yu Tongtong's neck.

With fresh spray all over her face, she really looked like a ghost who just crawled out of hell.

With ferocious eyes open, he smiled strangely. Just like that, he tilted his head, rolled the whites of his eyes, and lost his last breath.

Baby, Mommy finally avenged you.

Su Xiaoya, who lost all his strength, his eyes darkened, and finally passed out from the pain.

In a trance, she seemed to see countless faces shaking in front of her eyes.

"Little Ya! Junior Sister Ya, what's wrong with you!"

She heard Tang Rou's anxious and worried voice.

Senior Sister Tang Rou's icy and beautiful face appeared in front of her, and there were little tears in her charming Danfeng eyes.

"Xiao Ya, I'll take you to the nearest hospital right now!"

She hugged herself and ran, shouting frantically as she ran.

"Which one of you has a car! Who has a car!"

Su Xiaoya squirmed her gray lips, wanting to say thank you, Senior Sister.

But his whole body was so weak that he didn't even have the last bit of strength to speak.

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Half an hour later, in the hospital closest to Ningcheng Night Market.

Su Xiaoya has been sent to the operating room by the emergency doctor.

The door of the operating room slammed shut. Tang Rou wandered anxiously in the corridor, took out a small pack of cigarettes from the crocodile leather bag, and lit one.

After taking a few sips, I choked it out.

"MD, what bastard is it that made Junior Sister suffer like this, and the child has a miscarriage and is still not by her side!"

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, Tang Rou angrily kicked off the chair.

Suddenly, he saw two figures hurriedly approaching in the distance.

Walking in front was a slender man in a brown windbreaker, with a face more beautiful and enchanting than the most beautiful female star.

There was a rare seriousness in the long and narrow eyes that were always lazy and proud.

(End of this chapter)