Song Wen's palm was supported on the table, and her facial features were twisted up in pain little by little. Song's mother saw that something was wrong with her.

"Wenwen, what's wrong?"

"The stomach hurts so much."

"Ah? Why do you have stomachache?"

Song Wen was so painful that she was breathing. Song's mother glanced at her pants, "Blood-"

Song Wen's eyes fell, and a scarlet flashed in her eyes, "Mom, hurry up, go to the hospital!"

"Okay, okay, I..." At this critical moment, Song's mother was as anxious as a headless fly.

Song Wen moved out, the sharp pain became stronger and stronger, and her pants were soon stained with blood.

Her heart sank, her face was gone, and her eyes were filled with despair.

Song Wen walked into the room, and Song's mother followed her, trying to support her. "Wenwen..."

"Don't touch me."

She took her bag and as soon as she walked out of the room, the servant came back.

"Who are you--" The servant's eyes fell on Song Wen and screamed, "Oh my God, why is this happening? Come on!"

She called an ambulance and called Xiao's mother again.

When Song Wen was carried into the ambulance, Song's mother also followed in. The servant's face turned pale and kept urging. "Hurry up, hurry up."

"Wenwen, what's wrong with you? Are you pregnant... pregnant?"

Song Wen gritted her teeth in pain, "Doctor, is my child okay?"

"Don't be nervous, take it easy, the hospital will arrive soon."

Song Wen grabbed the man's hand, and was already scared to the point of being incoherent, "I can do anything to help me save my child, I can't do without him."

The servant stared at the two of them in a gloomy state. Song Wen was still fine before she went out. What's the use of crying now?

Yes, seeing that the money tree is gone, how can you not cry?

Shortly after Song Wen was sent to the hospital, Mrs. Xiao also came and saw Song's mother sitting in a chair in dismay.

"What's going on?"

The servant shook his head.

When Song Wen was pushed out, there were a little bit of it on the back of her hand, and she looked very weak.

The servant stepped forward and asked, "Doctor, is the child saved?"

“It has been miscarriage.”

Mrs. Xiao's face turned gloomy and she glanced at the woman on the hospital bed.

The servant hurried to her, "Madam, I really do my best to take care of her, I don't know why..."

Mrs. Xiao even took a look at it for a while and turned around and left.

Song Wen looked at the ceiling soberly. The lights in the corridor were extremely dazzling. She was sent to the ward.

Song's mother followed all the way, with tears in the corner of her eyes, "Wenwen..."

Song Wen's eyes were still red, her eyes fell into one place, and there was no turbulence at the bottom of the pond.

"Mom, did you make that bowl of red bean soup?"

"Yes, I made it myself..."

"Where is the stuff?"

Before Song Wen got on the ambulance, she asked Song's mother to bring the thermos with her.

Song's mother put the thing on the bedside table, "Do you doubt me?"

"I'm so tired and want to lie down for a while."

"Wenwen, how could you get pregnant? Whose baby is?"

“What’s the point of saying this now?”

Song Wen closed her eyes, her lips as white as her face, "Can you help me buy something to eat?"

"Okay, tell mom what do you want to eat?"

"Rollons."

"good."

Song's mother pushed the chair away and stood up. Song Wen watched her go out, "Mom!"

"What's wrong?" When Song's mother saw her crying, she was anxious to comfort her, "You can't cry when you are in a confinement school, as you will make your eyes cry."

"Mom, if I am not by your side in the future, you must take good care of yourself, don't follow your brother in everything, and don't let him suck you like a blood sucking worm."

"Your brother is not that bad."

Song Wen knew that nothing was useless to say, she just... still felt a little reluctant to let it go.

"If I leave here, my brother will not make things difficult for you anymore. He will not get money from you, and maybe life will be peaceful."

Song's mother thought her daughter was strange today, "I'll buy you some food."

There are three beds in the general ward, but only Song Wen lives there.

She stared out the window with a wooden eye. What does it mean if the child is gone?

The Xiao family would not let her go, especially Xiao Zizhai. He might have a hundred ways to torture her.

Over the years, Song Wen has been scarred for a long time, she is tired and tired.

The child died, and she really had no worries.

Just keep the things in the Taobao shopping cart, she will never be a mother in her life.

Song Wen closed her eyes, tears stinging her eyes, and she had no time to wipe them.

She got up from the bed, opened her crossbody bag, and took out a small bottle from the compartment.

There was some unknown liquid inside, which she secretly poured in when she returned to her hometown.

She had thoughts of suicide countless times, but she never dared to take that step.

Song Wen poured the potion into the red bean soup, she pulled out the drip tube and stood up, and walked towards the bathroom.

Song Wen threw the bottle in her hand into the toilet, and then flushed it over and over again like an emotionless robot.

She returned to the room and stared at the thermos.

Song Wen almost didn't hesitate and drank half of the red bean soup inside.

She quickly covered the lid of the thermos and lay back on the bed. After a while, Song's mother came back.

"Wenwen, the wontons are still hot, so drink them quickly."

Song Wen pointed to her bag, "Mom, give me your phone."

Song's mother took her cell phone and handed it to her, and Song Wen pressed three numbers 110.

The other end of the phone was connected quickly, and Song Wen's voice was in the bottom of the valley, "Hey, I want to call the police, someone killed my child."

Song's mother listened beside her, and she heard Song Wen briefly explain what had just happened, and told the police the hospital address.

The more she heard it, the more something was wrong. She reached out to grab the phone, "Wenwen, just solve it yourself if you have something to do, don't..."

Song Wen didn't know where she got the strength, so she pushed Song's mother away.

After she hung up the phone, Song's mother was so anxious that she stamped her feet on the spot, "What are you doing?"

"Mom, have you guessed that there is something wrong with what you gave me, and also guessed who gave me the medicine?"

"No……"

Song Wen had no strength to argue with him, so he dialed Xiao Zizhai's number.

The man was still accompanying Tong Yiqixuan toast clothes. When he saw the caller ID, he found a reason to go out, "Hey, is there anything wrong?"

Sure enough, Mrs. Xiao didn't tell him at all.

Song Wen said coldly, "I'm in the hospital."

"What's the meaning?"

"Xiao Zizhai, the child is gone."

"You say it again?"

"I'm so surprised, are you? I've called the police. Don't worry, I won't let him die in vain."

When Xiao Zizhai arrived at the hospital, the police also came and were recording Song Wen in the ward.

She pointed to the thermos on the bedside table and said, "I miscarried after drinking the things inside."

Xiao Zizhai walked in step by step, his eyes were terrifyingly vicious, and he wished he could strangle her to death.
Chapter completed!