Genius Bady and Bad Daddy

As soon as Pei Yilin set the time, the video was automatically played.

As soon as it was played, "Song Qian" 's bone-chilling voice and her undisguised dislike for Qin Xirong came from the video.

"How can you have a child and my child is dead?" In the video, "Song Qian" grabbed Qin Xirong's chin with hatred in his eyes.

Please, let me go. Lin, help me." Qin Xirong's face turned pale and large tears rolled down her face. She retreated and cried for help.

"Call him? What's the use of calling him? Do you think he can keep you safe? Let me tell you, Qin Xirong, no one can stop me from doing what I want to do." "Song Qian" threatened coldly and grabbed Qin Xirong's chin

Watching "Song Qian" grab Qin Xirong's jaw in the video, the veins in his hand popped, and Pei Yilin's fist clenched tightly.

Qian!

Song Qian!

Even though I know you hate me for "Killing" Mengmeng, why are you treating Qin Xirong like this?

Did you know that the baby in her belly meant hope for Mengmeng?

Pei Yilin's heart was blocked. Yesterday, he had just received news that Mengmeng was getting better. He had to keep hope for her until he brought her back.

"Call your dean over." Pei Yilin gave a cold shout to the nurse beside him.

The nurse was drooling at his high profile, but when she heard what he said, she answered and left with a red face.

Song Qian looked in the direction of the nurse's departure and frowned again. An ominous feeling surrounded her.

Soon, the dean was invited to Pei Yilin.

"Save her and her child. I'll invest 100 million dollars in your hospital." Pei Yilin promised generously, and the dean couldn't help but rejoice. After all, 100 million was not a small amount for them.

However, I heard from director liu that this operation is very dangerous. If it is not done well, adults and children will not be able to keep it.

It was good that he was greedy for money, but if he could get the reputation of a hospital and a good doctor, then it wouldn't be necessary.

"If something happens to either of them, your hospital will close automatically, and the surgeon will never be able to operate again in his life." Pei Yilin seemed to have guessed the dean's thoughts and immediately opened his mouth.

"Boss Pei, we're just a small hospital..." The dean's face immediately turned pale.

Even if he didn't want that investment, he couldn't let anything happen to their hospital's signature doctor!

"You mean you can't save my child?" Pei Yilin looked as cold as ice.

"That's possible." The dean replied quickly with a pale face.

"Wu Qing -" he ordered coldly, "It seems that this hospital can be changed to a new director."

"Yes." Wu Qing took the order to come up and made an inviting gesture to the dean.

Wu Qing's style, which was very mafia, immediately shocked the dean.

The dean looked at Wu Qing's cold expression and finally gave in. He told Pei Yilin that he would let the chief surgeon perform the operation properly and he quickly entered the emergency room.

The dean entered the emergency room, and Pei Yilin continued to look down at the video.

The voice in the video was deliberately amplified by him, and his eyes reddened as he watched "Song Qian" force Qin Xirong to swallow the medicine.

When he saw that "Song Qian" had fed the medicine and dragged Qin Xirong to the ground with all his might, kicking her in the stomach with all his might, his eyes were even colder.

He knew that Song Qian was angry with himself and Qin Xirong, and that Song Qian was doing this to avenge Mengmeng and Pingping.

But, Song Qian, why don't you trust me? Why don't you wait for Qin Xirong to give birth?

Only when Qin Xirong gave birth to our child can our child live.

Song Qian also heard the voice in the video. She knew something was wrong when she heard the tone similar to her.

But when she heard the english accent in the voice, a faint smile appeared on her lips.

It really echoed the old saying of our ancestors that it was difficult to draw a tiger with its skin but a bone with its skin.

Although this person had learned Song Qian all over on the surface, in terms of strength, she was a lot worse than Song Qian.

"Boss Song, you seem to be in a good mood?" Pei Yilin was angered by the laughter, and his eyes, which had been looking at the video, immediately turned to Song Qian.

"Not bad." Under his direct gaze, Song Qian only snorted and returned to his apathy.

She did not want Qin Xirong's child to be aborted, nor did she want Qin Xirong to lose her life because of the miscarriage.

Although she hated Qin Xirong, she wanted to end her in her own way!

But Qin Xirong wanted to die, and if she didn't want the child, she couldn't care less.

Song Qian's mouth had been slightly curved, actually thinking, but in Pei Yilin's eyes, there was a kind of "Big grudge hug" comfort.

Qian, how can you...

Pei Yilin looked at Song Qian like this and his heart ached. When he thought of Qin Xirong who was hurt by "Song Qian," he was even more confused.

He didn't like Qin Xirong. If she hadn't had his child in her belly, Pei Yilin wouldn't have protected Qin Xirong at all.

But now, Qin Xirong was injured like this by Song Qian, and their child was in danger.

It must be Song Qian's fault.

It was time for him to talk to her properly and make her pay for what he had done.

Pei Yilin's mind was fixed, and his face became more calm.

His eyes moved away from Song Qian and landed on the emergency light.

The emergency lights went on for a long time and finally went off.

"I'm sorry, the child was not saved." As soon as the door of the emergency room opened, the dean came out wearing a white coat and sweat all over his head. Pei Yilin immediately welcomed him.

"How?" Pei Yilin's body trembled slightly at the dean's words, but then he stood more steadily.

"I'm sorry, Boss Pei. We tried our best." The dean looked at Pei Yilin guiltily.

Pei Yilin did not speak, but his fists tightened and tightened. Finally, when the dean thought he would not react, he punched the wall behind the dean.

"Boss Pei, the child has suffered both physical and drug damage and can't be saved at all. And the child's mother, we have saved her. She might not be able to conceive in this lifetime, Boss Pei. We did our best." The rustling white wall-belt with blood stains fell from the wall onto the dean's white coat, but the dean had no time to take care of it. Instead, he kept explaining to Pei Yilin.

A long time later, Pei Yilin said, "I see."

"You guys go down." His tone was helpless with a deep sense of loneliness.

"Yes." The dean, the doctor and the others left quickly.

This time, they knew they had escaped through the gates of hell, so they walked so fast that they disappeared from Pei Yilin and Song Qian's sight in almost 20 seconds.

"Song Qian, follow me in." Pei Yilin's voice was cold.

Song Qian had already destroyed qian mengmeng's hope. He should make it clear to her, "You should pay for what you did."

"At what price?" Song qian sneered. Did he, Pei Yilin, really think he was still the same Song Qian?

"To bear inhuman punishment and bid farewell to my departed child." Pei Yilin spoke coldly.

It was to say goodbye to Qin Xirong's dead child, and to Qian Mengmeng, who was about to leave.

"Hehe, what about my child?" Song Qian snorted. "Boss Pei, I am not your subordinate now. You have no right to order me to do anything."

"Song Qian, do you know what you did?" Pei Yilin questioned.

Pei Yilin was heartbroken by her indifference, and Pei Yilin was almost the most dangerous animal at the moment when she learned that her hopes of saving Qian Mengmeng had been dashed.

"I didn't do anything." Song Qian said calmly. She didn't have to pay for Qin Xirong's framing.

Even though she felt sorry for the little life she had lost.

"You!" Song Qian's indifference was seen as cold-blooded by Pei Yilin. In his anger, Pei Yilin pushed Song Qian into the corner without hesitation, grabbed his chin and shouted coldly, "You should pay the price for hurting my people."

With that said, Pei Yilin's big hand secretly exerted force, as if to crush Song Qian's chin, but before he could move, Song Qian held a gun against his thigh.

"Boss Pei, you probably don't like to guide the Muhua Group in this way, do you?" Song Qian held a short gun in his hand and looked at Pei Yilin with a cold expression.

"You!" Pei Yilin frowned. Song Qian was so close that he wanted to scold her for imprisoning her and tell her why Qin Xirong couldn't have a baby.

But when he looked into Song Qian's cold eyes and felt her raging anger, he could not speak at all.

There was a strange silence between them until the nurse in the emergency room pushed the seriously injured Qin Xirong out.

"Boss Pei, madam is out." Song Qian warned in a cool tone.

Pei Yilin frowned and looked back, only to see Qin Xirong lying weakly on the cart, pushed out by the nurse.

There were deep tears in the corner of Qin Xirong's eyes. When she saw Pei Yilin, a forced smile appeared on her lips, and she quickly turned to one side, shedding large tears.

It seemed that she was grieving for her dead child...

"Madam, don't be sad. You're still young and well nourished, and there will be more children." The nurse next to her seemed reluctant to let Qin Xirong down. After a few words of comfort, she walked over to Pei Yilin and whispered to him for a while.

"Boss Pei, madam is in a bad mood and needs the care of her family the most." The nurse opened her mouth and glanced at Song Qian. She saw the intimate scene between them just now.

It seemed that this cold looking woman was more popular with Boss Pei than the lady who was lying in the hospital bed.

After all, a certain sage has said that the amount of time a man is willing to spend on you is directly proportional to how much he likes you.

Just now, Boss Pei seemed to have been staring at this woman after asking about her condition.

Besides, their posture just now was so ambiguous that she couldn't stand it anymore.

Pei Yilin looked at the little nurse and frowned, but when he glanced at Qin Xirong lying on the cart, he slowly let go of Song Qian.

"Get down." Pei Yilin's eyes were cold.

The nurse met Pei Yilin sen's cold, murderous gaze and continued, "People who have just given birth are the most likely to suffer from postpartum depression."

"You're talkative." Pei Yilin said coldly, "Get down!"

"Yes." The nurse nodded, winked at her colleagues and left quickly.