Pregnancy with three babies: President husband, sweet spoils!

Looking at Nangong Ao's quiet appearance, Liang MuQing decided to go with him. His heart is with her. Even if he leaves, it is not complete. So she wants him to leave completely, but he has to take her with him.

Liang Zixing listened to Mommy say sorry, and his tears also came down.

"Mommy, stop talking."

Because her voice was very dumb, Liang Zixing was very distressed.

Liang MuQing raised her hand and wiped her tears. She put Nangong Ao's hand in Liang Zixing's palm.

"If you feel the temperature of daddy again, you must remember him. He is the best daddy in the world."

Liang Zixing felt the temperature in Nangong Ao's hand. What suddenly occurred to him? A smile flashed in his big eyes.

He took back his hand and ran around the room. When the elders saw him like this, they thought it was too sad and called him.

"Young master, don't run, don't run..."

Liang Zixing searched the whole room and couldn't find the knife. When he was ready to ask the servant for it, he looked up and saw the dagger inserted in the police uniform. He raised his head.

"Uncle policeman, can you lend me your knife?"

Officer Ren twisted his eyebrows. "Children can't play with knives."

His voice was so loud that everyone in the house heard it,

Liang MuQing suddenly stood up and walked to the police. Her big eyes were opposite Liang Zixing. She was a little excited.

"OK, you think you can save daddy, don't you?"

Liang Zixing nodded, his small face full of firmness.

Liang MuQing has a glimmer of hope. How can she forget this feature of Xiaoxing. Since Xiaoxing's blood can cure a serious disease like Xiaoying, Nangong Ao's poisoned blood should also be useful.

At this time, she doesn't care. Although she loves her son, she also hopes Nangong Ao to survive.

They can't live without him. Until today, she knows that she can't live without Nangong Ao.

Liang MuQing said, "officer, lend me your knife. I won't hurt people. It's to save people."

Officer Ren didn't want to borrow it. Nangong said to him when he saw the eagerness of his mother and son.

"Xiao Ren, give them the knife."

The mother and son who got the knife flashed a smile on their faces. Liang MuQing took a glass and held it tightly in her hand.

"OK, are you afraid?"

Liang Zixing shook his head. He picked up a dagger and cut it off at his wrist. Then his eyebrows twisted slightly. If it didn't hurt, it was false.

Liang MuQing stretched out her cup to receive blood. She looked at Xiaoxing's painful appearance and was deeply distressed. A tear came from the corner of my eye. Maybe the tear had already dried up, so there was only one drop.

The people nearby were stunned. They didn't know what the mother and son were going to do?

The old man was also surprised, but at this time, he also wanted a miracle to happen, no matter what they wanted to do? He will support it.

He felt heartache at the thought of Nangong Ao. He could never accept his death.

The doctor was also surprised and walked towards them.

"Young lady, what are you doing? It's useless."

Liang MuQing saw that she had received half a cup of blood, so she said to the doctor.

"Doctor Wang, please help Xiaoxing wrap it up."

Then he took the cup of son's blood and walked to Nangong Ao step by step. She whispered in the bottom of her heart.

"Nangong Ao, you must get better. Your son is saving you with blood. He is so young, but he doesn't even hum. For his filial piety, you must bless you to wake up."