A little cute baby fell from the sky

Chapter 716 Husband, My Stomach Hurts——

Su Xiaoya was at a loss for a moment, then took another look at Yao Qingshuang who was under the blanket with red eyes, and finally bit her lower lip.

Brutely squeezed out two tears.

"I, my stomach hurts. Husband——"

She covered her lower abdomen with her hands, looking tearful.

The soft and boneless little hands rested on Qi Muchen's body, his little face was buried in his arms, and his body trembled from time to time.

"Ah—what's the matter with you, goddess?"

Mu Mosen suddenly became nervous.

Mu Moting, on the other hand, went straight out and asked his servant to call the family doctor.

"Xiaoya, Xiaoya, don't scare me."

The old lady's face turned pale with fright, Su Xiaoya's hands were tightly covering her belly, her lovely and pretty face was covered with tears.

The situation looked dire indeed.

A lot of people walked out of the room like this, and in the end only Madam Yao and Yao Qingshuang were left sitting on the bed with pale faces.

"Shuang'er, you, how can you do such a foolish thing! You foolishly slept with a bodyguard! And you were so impulsive just now!"

Mrs. Yao simply hates that iron cannot be made into steel.

"I, I don't have one."

Yao Qingshuang was so shocked that she was dumbfounded, and she finally came back to her senses.

"No, it must have been played by that bitch Su Xiaoya! She's an actress, she can cry when she says she wants to, and she's more realistic than anyone else in pretending!"

Yao Qingshuang was trembling, with tears of resentment in her red eyes.

Although she did push Su Xiaoya just now, the strength she used was not heavy at all.

Mrs. Yao stomped her feet and went to the corridor to listen to the movement outside.

Qi Muchen had already carried Su Xiaoya to another room. The family doctor Mu Moting had invited was an experienced doctor of traditional Chinese medicine. He was urgently taking Su Xiaoya's pulse.

A large group of people surrounded the door of the room, and the atmosphere was very tense.

Even Baby Xiao was startled awake, standing at the door and looking inside very uneasily.

He was wearing pajamas, dragging a pair of slippers, and rubbing his sleepy eyes with his small hands, as if he hadn't woken up.

Turning his head, Baby Xiao saw Mrs. Yao who was inquiring about the situation, and immediately his face collapsed, sniffed and cried.

"Daddy—Mummy looks so miserable. Will she lose her little sister like last time?"

"Daddy—Baby Xiao is so scared! Will Mummy bleed as much as last time—"

Baby Xiao cried louder and louder, until finally he really thought of Su Xiaoya's dying appearance in Ningcheng Hospital last time.

So she hugged Qi Muchen's leg and cried like a little teardrop.

"Old lady."

Qi Muchen picked up his son in one arm, and wiped away his tears with a handkerchief.

He walked to the old lady with a cold expression and narrowed his eyes.

"My wife was plotted against and lost her child once. I swore that I would never let her suffer another mistake."

"Excuse me, how should I calculate this account now?"

Mr. Qi's face looked so gloomy, and Mrs. Yao, who was standing far away to inquire about the news, panicked and collapsed on the ground.

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Outside the room, the old lady sighed and asked Mr. Qi to go to the living room to talk slowly.

In the room, only the two brothers of the Mu family and Su Xiaoya who was sitting on the chair were left.

"How is it? Are my goddess and the child in my stomach all right?"

Mu Mosen was as anxious as a monkey.

Mu Moting shook his head helplessly, pulled him aside, and spoke softly.

"Restrain yourself, otherwise people will think you have something to do with Cousin Xiaoya."

(End of this chapter)