When Hua Ling woke up, she felt very painful. It was the kind of severe pain she had never experienced before, as if something was about to be peeled off from her body.
Someone was talking in his ear.
"Damn why is it so bloody? How did you do it? How could I get it?"
"I don't know, so much blood, this woman is not pregnant, right?"
"You've had a miscarriage?"
"I didn't know she was pregnant, and the other party didn't say anything. Damn, it's so unlucky."
After a while, Hua Ling's consciousness gradually became clear.
She opened her eyes and saw a completely unfamiliar room.
She just lay naked on the bed.
My stomach hurts as if it has been crushed.
For a moment, Hua Ling's brain was blank. Subconsciously, she didn't believe that this woman who was bullied was her.
How could such a miserable woman be her?
No, this is not!
But the severe pain came from her body, and the bed sheets under her body had already been soaked with blood, and her body seemed to be soaked in a pool of blood.
She was trembling with coldness.
Tears rolled down the corners of their eyes.
She touched her stomach and her heart also hurt.
Why just die like this? Why are you still alive?
She didn't move, and had no desire to survive at all.
The blood seemed to be still flowing, but she could no longer feel it, as if the blood in her body was also cold.
Soon her consciousness gradually became confused again.
Just as those eyes were about to close, they suddenly opened up without warning.
Hua Ling pinched her thigh hard.
No.
Can't die.
Damn it wasn't her, why did she die?
She grabbed the sheets and got up with all her strength.
The blood is still flowing.
She didn't dare to think about why her stomach hurts.
The answer was obvious, she really didn't dare to think about it.
Pick up the clothes on the floor and put them on, then she took the landline and called the hotel receptionist.
After doing this, she could no longer hold on and then completely fainted.
When she woke up again, Hua Ling saw a snow-white patch.
She knew it was a hospital.
"Wake up, doctor, doctor..."
It was Ji Ning'er's voice, followed by footsteps.
Her hands were held tightly.
Someone was talking, it was very noisy.
Cui Jincheng's voice is particularly clear.
"How is she?"
"...I am very weak and need to be bedridden..."
Then someone left and the ward calmed down again.
Before this, Hua Ling's vision was blurred. She opened her eyes but couldn't see people clearly.
Only when the figure overlapped did she see clearly that Ji Ning'er was shaking in front of her.
Cui Jincheng stood aside, next to him was Cui Yanzhe.
It turned out that Ji Ning'er was holding her hand.
"Hualing, you finally woke up, scaring us to death." Ji Ning'er hugged her: "It's good that you're fine, it's good."
The Cui family and his son were also serious.
Hua Ling habitually wanted to say something to ease the atmosphere, and her mouth was one step faster than her brain and she pulled out a pale smile: "What's wrong with me haha..."
Before she finished speaking, her expression suddenly froze on her face.
Ji Ning'er hugged her tighter:
"It's okay, it's okay, don't be afraid of Hua Ling."
Cui Jincheng's face was expressionless, and Cui Yanzhe's eyes were red.
At this time, Wen Ruhan came in. Seeing the heavy atmosphere in the ward, he coughed:
"The hot pot restaurant and the surrounding surveillance have been adjusted, one step late."
Cui Jincheng came over, shook Hua Ling's other hand, and said in a deep voice: