"Sister Ye, help.... Save my child... "
He Siyu was so painful that there were big beads of sweat on her forehead. Her voice was intermittent, but for her, the pain really didn't matter. As long as the child in her stomach can be saved, even if it made her bear more pain, she was willing to.
Unfortunately, she knew that even if Ye Wei kept comforting her that her baby would be OK, she knew that it would be extremely difficult to keep her baby.
"Xiao He, don't get excited. The baby in your stomach will be OK! I won't let him ...."
Ye Wei continued to comfort He Siyu. She devoted herself to the movement, hoping to save this innocent life.
Gu Yan stood motionless in the living room, his tall and straight body was petrified.
He really felt strange. He really didn't want the child in He Siyu's stomach. But now, seeing her white skirt, which was stained with a lot of bright red, he suddenly hoped that the child would live.
This child had the blood from Gu Yan.