Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me

Xueluo\'s lips fiercely clashed with the teeth inside, immediately becoming swollen and bleeding.

She would rather die than drink the cup of water that had been given to her for a birth, but the more she persisted in doing so, the more suffering she suffered.

"You\'re still young. As long as you keep your life, the child will still have one."

The female doctor could no longer bear to watch, and started to persuade Xueluo.

Xueluo was unwilling to keep quiet and shook his head.

"You\'re not willing to drink it, right? Then he would just directly put the pill into her placenta! This little bastard will only die even faster! "

Lan Youyou shouted at the male doctor harshly: "Go find the syringe!"

The man held the syringe, hesitating a little as the first dose of medicine was sucked into the syringe.

He was a doctor, and if he were to do something like killing a new life with his own hands, he really wouldn\'t be able to do it.

"What are you still standing there for?" If you don\'t attack now, I\'ll cut off your hand! "

Lan Youyou hissed and roared, "Make sure to be accurate! I want that little bastard in her stomach to die right now! "

"No …" Don\'t. "Don\'t do this to my child!"

Xueluo\'s mouth was constantly bleeding, and with a wuu wuu sound, she was no longer able to clearly speak.

Xueluo\'s four limbs were being suppressed and she was no longer able to move. Her struggling strength also became weaker and weaker.

Just as the male doctor was about to stab Xueluo\'s stomach with the syringe in his hand …

"Pfft!"

The bullet went through the silencer\'s barrel and exploded on the doctor\'s head. Blood and brains splattered all over the doctor\'s face.

"Ahh …" The doctor let out a scream of terror.

Before the scream could fade away, another "pfft" sound was heard. Another bullet shot out from the silencer, striking the doctor in the heart.

"YI …" Foster father? "

Lan Youyou\'s voice trembled slightly. Towards the bloodthirsty Hetun, her arrogant and proud attitude instantly withered.

The gun was not shot by the Hetun.

Once upon a time, he stopped touching these cold weapons.

For example, he had the tools to kill these minor characters.

Xueluo thought that he was really going to die this time, but miraculously he managed to survive. When she felt the restraints on her limbs being removed, she immediately sat up and instinctively covered her stomach with her arms.

Only now did he realize that there was a male and a female doctor lying on the ground. The man\'s head was blown off and the woman\'s heart was hit.

The blood of two people was flowing on the ground. Xueluo was so scared that he forgot to breathe.

Sensing that someone was staring at him, Xueluo slowly raised his head and saw the resolute expression on Hetun\'s face.

The rough outline was filled with a ruthlessness that could destroy the heavens and the earth.

Not only was it vicious, it was also indescribably strange!

After just a glance, Xueluo turned her head and did not look at him. His foster daughter was already this vicious, how about the Hetun herself!

"Foster father... You. Why are you here? This place is filthy, don\'t step on your old man\'s shoes. "

Lan Youyou said in a pure voice that carried the tone of a spoiled child.

"Ol \'Three, first give her two slaps, then let her speak to me!"

Hetun\'s voice was light. However, it emitted a heavy sense of majesty.

Lan Youyou glared at Xing San and indicated to him: You dare!

But Xing San slapped Lan Youyou twice without hesitation.

It was very loud!

Enough to let Hetun know.

This was because Xing San knew that if he did not slap Lan Youyou hard enough, once Hetun took action, these two tight slaps would not be enough to solve the problem.

Even if Xing San did not make a move, he was still number eight; there was still Old Tweleve that he did not see before him!

Hetun was a cautious person. It was no coincidence that he was able to live to this day without any mishaps. He had always been proactive. He would strike first to gain the upper hand before a certain foster son had the heart to betray him.

After getting slapped twice, Lan Youyou seemed to have quieted down a lot. But she still glared viciously at Xing San.

"Ol \'Three, go find a new doctor and treat her well! Before giving Feng Xinglang the choice to do so, he must ensure the safety of both of them. "

In the monitoring room just now, Hetun had already witnessed Xueluo\'s desperate struggles to protect the child in his stomach.

"Yes, foster father." Xing San was extremely respectful.

Hearing that he and his child could temporarily be safe, Xueluo instinctively raised his head and looked towards the Hetun in front of him.

This glance took a long time.

Because Xueluo felt that Hetun\'s determined face seemed to be … He seemed to have seen it somewhere before.

"You know me?"

Hetun\'s eyes were sharp. From Xueluo\'s eyes, he didn\'t see the fear that she had when she first saw him, but he felt a sense of confusion and familiarity.

Xueluo shook his head slightly.

Because she really couldn\'t remember where she had seen him before.

Or perhaps, she had never seen him before and was under the illusion of a strong sense of fear.

Thinking about it, how could she, who rarely went out of the Shen City, meet someone as important as the Hetun?

This was a group of villas near the sea.

A kind of facing the sea, the concept of blooming flowers in spring.

Long before Hetun came to the Shen City, he had already ordered his men to buy the villa.

"You are very familiar with Feng Lixin?"

Hetun took a sip of coffee that didn\'t contain sugar cubes nor his partner, and then asked Lan Youyou.

"It\'s not that familiar..."

On Lan Youyou\'s beautiful face, there was even a red mark left behind by Xing San. It looked extremely pitiful.

"Foster father, you promised me that you would let Feng Xinglang go. Right now, his brother Feng Lixin is no longer a human nor a ghost, can you say that the hatred in your heart has been resolved? "

Lan Youyou began to plead for Feng Xinglang on behalf of the foster father Hetun again.

"Hatred in your heart? "How do you know I have hatred in my heart?"

The Hetun spoke the truth about Lan Youyou\'s words. He seemed to be avoiding some untouchable pain in his heart.

Lan Youyou really wanted to know why the Hetun was staring at her, but she didn\'t dare to ask such a question.

"Don\'t try to figure out your foster father\'s thoughts! Unless you don\'t want that tongue of yours! "

Hetun\'s words completely quieted Lan Youyou down. She knew that the foster father Hetun had always been one to keep her word.

"Now, Feng Lixin is hiding in the Bai\'s mansion! Find a way for him to walk out on his own! "

The Hetun gave Lan Youyou an order.

"But Feng Lixin is already a cripple. He can\'t even take care of himself, how can he walk out of the Bai\'s mansion himself?"

Lan Youyou said, puzzled.

"How he came out is his business. As long as you send the news of Lin Xueluo\'s pregnancy to the Bai\'s mansion, and tell him: With his life, we can exchange Lin Xueluo and his mother! He will definitely come out! "

It had to be said that Hetun\'s limbs were not only well-developed, but his brain was not simple either.

He knew how to make good use of the weakness of human nature!

If Feng Lixin could sacrifice himself to save his brother Feng Xinglang, then he would definitely save his sister-in-law and the nephew in her stomach once again.