"Sister, there's no need to be sad. Haven't you always said that family ties have nothing to do with blood ties?"
"When my sister persuaded me with a sense of superiority by blood, she didn't think that I would be sad, right?"
"Fortunately, Brother Zimo came up with a good way to get the best of both worlds."
What’s the best of both worlds?
Drain her blood?
"Since my sister disdains her own bloodline, let's drain her blood. It is said that the bloodline of the Yan family has special power."
Yan Siyu glanced at Gu Zimo who had one hand in his trouser pocket next to him.
"Such power is of no use if it remains in my sister's body. Why not give it to brother Zimo?"
"So you want my blood!" Yan Manshu murmured in a low voice.
She finally figured out the purpose of the two of them, bit her lip, and tasted the taste of rust in her mouth.
She hated the two people in front of her, but there was nothing she could do at this time.
The two of them usually disguised themselves so well that they worked together to convince her to go to this place where no one pooped to raise her baby without hiring a servant to take care of her.
It is said that the environment here is good and it is good for the fetus.
She foolishly believed it.
So much so that when she was arrested, no one knew about it.
Yan Manshu, who had lost too much blood, was already somewhat unconscious.
Only the sharp pain in her stomach reminded her that she still had a child!
She looked at Gu Zimo, who was like a humble gentleman, and she only regretted that she had trusted the wrong person.
I don't know that underneath this person's gentle appearance is a vicious heart.
She deliberately showed weakness: "Brother Zimo, if you only want my blood, can you let my child go? He is about to be born. You can help me find a doctor. A caesarean section is also okay!"
She knew that she could no longer hold on to the normal birth of the child, and she did not have the strength to lose too much blood.
She tried to use blood and family ties to arouse the last trace of sympathy in this man's heart.
"He is not only my child, but also yours. Do you want to watch your child die in my belly?"
Unfortunately, the person who answered her was not Gu Zimo.
He just stood aside indifferently, and it was Yan Siyu who spoke.
I don't know when Yan Siyu had a scalpel in his hand: "Sister, what are you talking nonsense about? How could it be that the child in your belly is brother Zimo's child?"
"Brother Zimo hates his sister so much, how can he sleep with her?"
"My sister was drunk that day. It was originally arranged by us that the person who had sex with my sister should be Qin Hao, who is as fat as a pig in the Qin family."
"What my sister is carrying in her belly is probably a piglet."
impossible!
Yan Manshu opened her eyes wide, how could she not know Qin Hao.
But it was definitely not him who was with her that night!
She always thought it was Gu Zimo who was sleeping with her, but if it wasn't him, who could it be?
"My sister doesn't believe it, and there's nothing I can do about it. I'll help my sister take out this child later, and you'll know what he is."
Yan Siyu studied medicine, otherwise Gu Zimo would not have dared to leave her alone.
The equipment inside was all prepared by Yan Siyu.
She said she wanted to cut open Yan Manshu's belly, so she actually did it.
Gu Zimo just stood aside and didn't say a word.
This man's indifference made Yan Manshu feel despair, like ice needles biting his bones.
There was lightning and thunder outside, and Yan Siyu was like a butcher on a rainy night. He took a scalpel and calmly cut Yan Manshu's belly.
There was no anesthetic, excessive blood loss, and severe pain that made Yan Man worse than death.
But for the sake of the child, she still held on until Yan Siyu cut the child out.
Yan Siyu held the bloody doll in both hands and was about to do something in front of Yan Manshu.
But the baby suddenly opened his eyes, a pair of bloody pupils staring scorchingly at Yan Siyu.