Daddy, Here Is Mommy

He Lanxi looked at him and shook his head.

"Your hand..."

He saw the night owl minister's fist in the downward drip of blood, black floor tiles instantly out of countless small enchanting red flowers.

“……”

The night owl minister's face was gloomy and terrible. The blue veins on the back of his hands were bulging high, and they were about to crack.

"Xiao Chen..."

He Lanxi grabbed his wrist.

"Ah Xi, I'm going to see Meng Meng..."

The night owl minister slowly took away the night owl minister's hand, the voice is very low.

He Lanxi has never seen his grief and anger interwoven, nor has he seen his emotions so out of control.

It seems that he really takes Gu Mengmeng as his sister.

"It's not convenient for you to go at this time."

He Lanxi stopped again.

"Xiaochen, if you really love your sister, don't disturb her at this time."

"Ah Xi..."

The night owl minister originally had a trace of hope in his heart, hoping that the child in Gu Mengmeng's stomach might have a ray of life. He Lanxi's words broke this wish completely.

Gu Mengmeng lost her baby in the end

"Ah hee, you know all this is my father..."

"Xiaochen, there are so many people here that I can't wait to go back to the Yilan courtyard."

The night owl minister eyebrows from a deep fold, red eyes because of anger and forbearance and floated up a layer of mist.

His heart, very painful.

This kind of pain is very worrying. A mixture of guilt and regret.

He clearly knew that his father would not hesitate to gamble with other people's lives, so he designed Mengmeng to come. He didn't stop it.

If Meng Meng doesn't come here, the child will be OK.

Her uterus was injured and the doctor ruled that she would never be pregnant. Finally had a child, but died in the womb. How much hurt it was to her, both emotionally and physically.

What a cruel thing it is for a woman.

Even if Gu Mengmeng's psychological quality is good, how can he bear the blow?

"I'd better go and see her..."

Under the gaze of helanxi's warm and moist eyes, the night owl minister's anger slowly dropped, and the gloomy color on his face eased a lot.

"Owl minister, pay attention to your emotions."

He Lanxi saw that he couldn't stop him, so he had to remind him with warm voice.

"I know..."

The night owl minister raised his head, closed his eyes, and tried to make the red in his eyes fade a little.

Breathe, inhale

He took two deep breaths, and when his mood was a little more stable, he walked into the hall.

Lanzhi Fanting's servants, together with the doctor's assistant, set up a temporary ward in the hall.

There was a smell of potion floating in the air.

The owl minister frowned and slowed down his steps.

"Little master..."

“……”

Heartbroken Gong Nanling hears the voice of the servant and raises his head in a hurry. His rebellious eyebrows were tight, and his eyes were full of bright red blood.

He didn't make a sound, and the cone pain in his eyes made the night owl minister more miserable.

Jun Liuli standing on the other side, the heart is also guilty. His face was covered with a complex look that had never been seen before.

He didn't know that the accident at Dajue temple was set up by night. He only knew that if it wasn't for Ding Pei, Gu Mengmeng would not have come here, nor would her baby in her stomach.

He had no less guilt and remorse than the night owl minister.

“……”

The night owl minister looked at them, in the heart the undercurrent surges, actually repeatedly suppresses on the surface, does not let them see any clue.

After two seconds, he looked down at Gu Mengmeng, whose eyes were closed tightly.

"Are you sure you can't keep it?"

Open voice, very dull.

Although this is to ask the doctor.

Gong Nanling heard the heart cut, Jun Liuli full of remorse.

"Return to the Lord. Miss Gu's body has been injured before, and she is more vulnerable than ordinary people. I'm tired all the way, plus her... "

The doctor stopped talking.

"Go on."

The night owl minister looks at Gu Mengmeng who has lost all his blood on his face. He is so distressed that he wants to stab himself a few times.

"Little Lord, this..."

The doctor looked at Gong Nanling and Jun Liuli.

The night owl minister's heart sank, what can't be said in front of them.

Is

"Go out and talk."

"Yes, little Lord."

Gong Nanling and Jun Liuli watched them go out and took a look at each other. They all showed a trace of doubt.

"Mr. Liuli, what does he mean?"

Gong Nanling asked to Jun Liuli.“……”

Jun's face was dignified and shook his head.

……

The doctor followed the owl minister to a small meeting room in the front building and closed the door.

"What's going on?"

"Little Lord, Miss Gu, is she..."

The doctor ventured to speak.

"What is it?"

The owl minister glanced at him coldly and asked in a low voice.

"Shao Zhu, Miss Gu has the gene" Tianhu "in her body

The doctor lowered his head and said it, but he was not so nervous.

"What does this have to do with children?"

The night owl minister was not surprised by the doctor's words. He had known for a long time that Gu Mengmeng was his sister and the "Saint" of Tianhu. But what was the relationship between this and Gu Mengmeng's miscarriage?

Even Tianhu people can get married and have children.

"Little Lord, this child..."

The night owl minister always hesitated to see the doctor, and his heart was a little anxious.

"What's going on, you can make it clear once and for all."

"Little Lord, this child and Miss Gu are genetically antagonistic and cannot coexist."

The doctor pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and returned to the road truthfully.

"What do you say?"

When the owl minister heard this, he was stunned and his heart slowly rose and fell.

"Little Lord, even if this child is lucky to be born, I'm afraid it will be difficult to grow up and grow up..."

The doctor's next words let the night owl minister's hands tighten up again, the fist mouth began to drop blood again.

His heart is bleeding, too.

"How could that happen?"

He was so old that he had never heard of such a thing.

The fetus and the mother?

What's this?

"Little Lord, now that the child is not formed, it will do less harm to Miss Gu..."

The doctor followed.

"If she becomes pregnant again, will this happen?"

Night owl minister tight eye light, nasal cavity some hair astringent, larynx seems to be blocked by what.

At this moment, he vaguely understood why the night sky would say that?

"Never again..."

The doctor's tone is more and more heavy, he looks at the owl minister, the eye color is some complex.

"That's good..."

Night owl minister sad eyes suddenly a joy, deep voice with a touch of comfort. He was a little relieved.

"Little Lord, Miss Gu will never be pregnant again."

Seeing that he was obviously misunderstood, the doctor quickly added.

"What are you talking about? No more pregnancies? "

The night owl minister's heart suddenly stuck in his throat, breathing heavily again.

"Is there no hope at all?"