Evil Boss Comes Again

Li Duoying trembled and got up. After swallowing his saliva, she said to him reluctantly, "son of the world, I am your woman. Why do you want to help her if you don't help me?"

Feng Ling frowned, her eyes were cold, and her face was expressionless.

He came up to her and slapped her in the face!

This woman, if it was not for him to be able to see Yan Qingyi in the future, he would not marry such a woman even if he didn't marry him all his life!

It's really cruel, but it's her sister. How can she do this?

This slap was very powerful. It made Li Duoying's mouth bleed and her eyes were red and angry. If it wasn't for his identity, she would have blown up by now.

"She's just damned. If it wasn't for her, how could eight younger sister and I be expelled by my father? If it wasn't for her, eight younger sister would not die outside now. She would be damned. She should be. Don't let me see her. Let me see her again. I will still let her live worse than death! "

Feng Ling was very angry at first. She even wanted to kill her now.

However, he suddenly felt that his anger was not worth it and wasted his expression.

His face soon calmed down.

For her, he did not want to use any expression, because such a woman, there is no need to make him angry.

"Princess, if you don't want to die, you should behave yourself to me in the future, or I will let you die without a burial place. Remember it for me!"

Finish this sentence, Feng Ling turns to walk.

As soon as Li Duoying's knees softened, she sat down directly on the ground. Her eyes were red, and now she was full of tears. With a slight blink, the tears inside seemed to burst out like a breakwater.

However, she couldn't help being happy when she thought that the baby in Li Xianglan's stomach had fallen off, so she giggled again.

……

Yan Qingyi is now lying in her room, her stomach is in severe pain, the body can not make up a little strength.

The servant went to inform Li houqing and Hou ye before. Now, they are coming here quickly.

Yan Qingyi, who was lying on the bed, was so weak that she was about to suffocate because of her stomachache.

Yicheng squatted beside the bed, holding her hand tightly, told her not to be afraid, he would always be here to guard, but also let her not worry, the child will be OK, she will be OK.

Just then the doctor came.

After the doctor let Yicheng go away, he began to give Yan Qingyi pulse.

Yicheng and Fengling stood on the edge, both of them showed a very worried expression, their fists were clenched tightly, and a deep Sichuan character appeared between their eyebrows.

After finishing pulse, the doctor got up and said to Yicheng, "she is bleeding a lot now, and the child in her stomach can't be saved. She must stop bleeding quickly. Otherwise, even adults will not be able to keep it!"

Hearing these words, Yicheng got goose bumps all over his body. He threw himself in front of the doctor and took his hand. His face was flustered: "doctor, it doesn't matter if the child can't be saved. You should keep her. No matter what, you must keep her!"

Children can be no more, but people have nothing, so Yan Qingyi can't do anything, otherwise, Yicheng doesn't know if he can live without her.

"Well, I've brought some medicine to stop bleeding. Take it for her as soon as possible." With that, the doctor opened the medicine box and took a brown pill to Yicheng.