Cheng Anning lowered her head along his line of sight and saw blood, and her mind went blank.
Huo Yan wanted to take her inside directly.
But even at this time, Cheng Anning was still stubborn and refused to move. She only said: "I don't need to go to the doctor. I just came to see my aunt. Third Master, please go back first."
Huo Yan laughed angrily, "Cheng Anning, do you hate me so much?"
Cheng Anning said nothing, her eyes almost begging him to leave quickly.
Suddenly, someone came over and said, "An Ning?"
Zhao Junlin took three steps at a time and ran over. He found that Cheng Anning's face was extremely pale and he immediately supported her.
"Are you OK?"
Looking up, Zhao Junlin was shocked when he saw Mr. Huo also there.
Huo Yan glanced at Zhao Junlin's hand supporting Cheng Anning, thinking of the information, his eyes darkened horribly.
He didn't say anything more, turned around and left, and the priceless Rolls-Royce disappeared.
Zhao Junlin looked at the car and exclaimed: "There is only such a limited edition car in the entire emperor, and everyone knows it is Mr. Huo's car... An Ning, how do you know Mr. Huo?"
With his arms bent, Zhao Junlin looked down and saw that Cheng Anni had passed out.
"peaceful!"
…
Cheng Anning slowly opened his eyes and looked at the snow-white ceiling, his consciousness blurred.
"are you awake?"
Cheng Anning stood up suddenly, but lay down in pain, holding her stomach tightly with both hands, looking panicked.
Zhao Junlin quickly comforted her, "It's okay, don't be afraid... your child is still there."
He almost squeezed out the last words through his teeth.
Cheng Anning was startled and turned to look at him.
"You knew already?!"
Zhao Junlin unclenched and clenched his fists, as if it was difficult to accept this fact. He had to force himself to finish: "The doctor said that you are allergic and the fetus has signs of miscarriage, and he wants you to have an abortion."
He couldn't speak anymore, so he gritted his back teeth and forced out a sentence: "An Ning, whose child is it?"
Cheng Anning said vigilantly: "This has nothing to do with you."
"Is it... Mr. Huo's?"
"No! How is that possible! Think about it with your brain!"
When Zhao Junlin heard this, he felt that he was in a daze. Who was Mr. Huo? How could he let his own bones and blood leak out?
For some reason, he felt a little more relaxed, but he was still uncomfortable. He looked at Cheng Anning and hesitated to speak.
Cheng Anning felt relieved when she heard that the child had been saved. When she turned around and saw Zhao Junlin's expression, she said rudely: "Zhao Junlin, take back your eyes. I don't need your sympathy, and you have no right to interfere with my affairs."
"An Ning, stop making trouble, you, you haven't even finished college, how can you have a child? How can you raise a child? You're aborting..."
"You fart! Zhao Junlin, get out of here!"
"peaceful!"
Zhao Junlin still wanted to persuade him, but when he saw Cheng Anning's cold eyes, he had no choice but to shut up.
"Please leave."
Zhao Junlin suppressed all his words and said bitterly: "Okay, don't be angry. The doctor said that your body is overworked and you are very weak. You need to take supplements and be less angry. I have paid the medical bills for you. If you need anything else... you
Call me."
After Cheng Anning watched Zhao Junlin leave, he restrained his previous strength and showed his fatigue.
She touched her belly, which was not yet pregnant, with both hands, and her heart softened.
"Baby, you are very strong...I will also be strong to protect you."
She had to keep this child from the beginning to save her life, but now she also has feelings. She really wants to give birth to her and raise her well.