"Ah..."

Zhao began to scream at once. How could his face be like this.

Now think about it, that was a precursor just now. Fortunately, I was so uncomfortable just now and endured it. Unexpectedly, after half an hour, my face became like this.

I can't bear to appear in the public's lens like this. Zhao Zhaozhao just wants to leave quickly now, but where is it so easy? The Song Dynasty grabbed her here and asked her to see the so-called mother. The reporters kept asking those questions. It doesn't matter that his face has become like this.

But when everyone didn't ask any questions, Zhao Zhaozhao fell to the ground.

But at this time, another reporter didn't know the importance at all and put the microphone on Zhao Zhaozhao's mouth.

"Miss Zhao, what do you want to say relative to this man's words?"

He grabbed the microphone in front of him like asking for help. The reporter fainted. Unexpectedly, she took it casually. Will Miss Zhao answer his question, but she didn't hear the answer she wanted the next moment.

"Please help me, help my child. My stomach hurts."

It seems to have hit her stomach between pulling. Now her whole face is pale, and the sweat on her head drops down, but we haven't found it yet. She is still busy with her work.

Anyalin found it at this time, but she was scared all of a sudden. She remembered that her mother had an accident when she gave birth to herself, so she died. Her father pulled herself up with a handful of excrement and urine. She still resented the original accident.

Now Zhao Zhaozhao seems to have encountered some accidents, and the accident was caused by herself. Although an Yalin wants to eliminate the evil, she has a good heart, and it is impossible to hurt a small life at all.

"Anyalin, please help me, help me."

Zhao Zhao also saw an Yalin standing there in a daze through the gap of the crowd. For a moment, he directly asked for help, but he didn't see any action of an Yalin.

All the words he just said to the microphone were drowned in the crowd. The reporters went to interview the Song Dynasty and put Zhao Zhaozhao aside. The Song Dynasty editors were really not afraid of anyone when they lied. Sentence by sentence seemed to be true. They were not afraid of heaven and thunder at all.

Anyalin was stunned and wanted to come forward to save her, but she found that she was weak and couldn't move at all. She opened her mouth and couldn't say anything.

"Zhaozhao!"

Jiang Ruomu just wanted to visit the class, but he didn't expect such a thing to happen. He Yifan died and his wife and children left behind.

Next time, he jumped up and helped Zhao Zhaozhao up, but found that the whole person was trembling and could not speak clearly, but his mouth was trembling and still wanted to speak. Jiang Ruomu shed tears and hugged the thin woman in his arms.

"You're not ready to call 120, but you have two lives. Do you have to wait for your lives to disappear before you can react, you newspaper reporters."

Jiang Ruomu said that at the end, the reporters reacted and took out their mobile phones in a panic to call 120.

The ambulance arrived soon, picked up Zhao Zhaozhao, who was shivering all over, and then ran to the hospital.

Anyalin followed the ambulance silently. No one found her. Except Zhao Zhaozhao, who had already passed out, she followed until she got to the hospital.

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