Love Is Like Poison

"I don't want it." Qiao Xia desperately struggled, his other hand tightly grasping the edge of the bed.

Gu JinChuan crawled up from the ground and wanted to stop Qiao Xia, but Liang Zhendong's assistant, who had rushed over, pressed him to the ground once again. He could only watch helplessly as Liang Zhendong dragged Qiao Xia outside.

Qiao Xia, who had already been agitated, was now covered in cold sweat. Liang Zhendong did not hold back in the slightest. His mind had long since been clouded by anger. He used all his strength to drag Qiao Xia without even turning his head around. His pair of red eyes were especially frightening.

"I'm not going. I'm not going anywhere. You have no right to hurt my child. Liang Zhendong, you beast."

Qiao Xia couldn't care less. This should be the first time she fought against Liang Zhendong. Compared to his previous carefulness, Qiao Xia was already thoroughly disappointed. Along the way, as long as he could grab her, Qiao Xia would use all of her strength to grab it. Her nails were already broken, and her fingers were bleeding profusely.

Only at the entrance of the operation room did Liang Zhendong stop in his tracks. He grabbed a passing nurse and shouted loudly, "Go call President Hu over, arrange for the induction of labor right now! Immediately, immediately!"

In Seahold, who didn't know about the Liang Family's power? As the only son of the Liang Family, no one dared to rebel against Liang Zhendong.

Seeing that the young nurse obediently agreed and ran towards the doctor's office, Qiao Xia's mood dropped to the bottom.

Unexpectedly, her legs became weak and she kneeled down heavily on the ground. When Liang Zhendong saw that Qiao Xia didn't have the strength to run away, he let go of her hand in disgust.

In just a few minutes, the nurse who ran away came back and stood in front of Liang Zhen Dong. She said in a flattering tone, "Mister Liang, Principal Hu has already ordered the operation to be prepared. The patient can be sent in immediately."

Liang Zhendong snorted coldly and nodded his head in satisfaction.

At this time, Qiao Xia, who was kneeling on the ground, had long since lost his sense of propriety. Her whole body trembled, and she was enveloped in fear and helplessness.

Suddenly, Qiao Xia crawled a few steps towards Liang Zhen Dong and hugged his leg. She begged him in a low voice, "I beg you, Liang Zhen Dong, don't harm my child. He's innocent. If you want to kill him, cut him into pieces."

Qiao Xia's blood-soaked hands grazed Liang Zhendong's pants, making him feel especially disgusted. Liang Zhendong didn't want to waste any more words with her. When he recalled the scene of Qiao Xia and Gu JinChuan holding hands in the ward just now, he felt dirty.

Liang Zhendong took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it up. He did not even care that this was a hospital. None of the medical personnel that came and went dared to dissuade him.

"Liang Zhendong, I beg of you, I will do whatever you want as long as you don't hurt my child."

Qiao Xia sobbed. She had never been in such a sorry state before. This caused Liang Zhendong to become increasingly agitated. It was unknown where this anger came from, but compared to the background of this child, Liang Zhendong was even more enraged that Qiao Xia was intimate with Gu JinChuan.

Lowering his head to cast a sidelong glance at Qiao Xia, Liang Zhendong extinguished the cigarette in his hand. Just as he was about to speak, he turned around and saw a familiar figure in the distance.

Liang Zhendong's blood was about to freeze. His heartbeat suddenly quickened, as if it wanted to rush out of his chest.

"It's late Qing …"