Chapter 967
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When the knife was cut down, the phantom tilted his face and felt dark in front of him.
She held back, trying to reach into her stomach and take out the child.
But his hands trembled when he didn't listen to the command, so he couldn't exert himself, and he couldn't touch the position of the knife edge. He only touched a handful of thick blood.
The child has stopped moving inside, and the magic looks, sharp pain and anxiety are mixed together. People with poor consciousness are estimated to be unable to hold on.
Blood kept pouring out
The two women who were frozen in the ice were shocked to see the ferocity of Huan Qingyan's cutting his stomach with a knife. They had never heard of such a child before.
If the knife is not accurate and the child is scratched to death, what should I do?
At this time, Huan Qingyan felt a little silk slip into her stomach, which was the stem and beard of small leaf Lingbao.
The speed is very fast. As soon as you probe in, gently wrap the baby inside, and then pull it out——
Huan Qingyan only felt pain, and the wood in her mouth was immediately bitten to pieces by her!
Accompanied by severe pain, it is a burst of relaxation in the stomach!
The child is out!
"Little leaf, well done..." Huan Qinyan was so weak that he could only praise it with consciousness.
Xiaoye Lingbao sent the baby who was also covered with blood to Huan Qingyan's hand. Huan Qingyan had no strength to hold the child, but he sensed that the child should still be alive and had a very weak heartbeat.
But the state was very bad. There was no sound at all. There was no cry.
Huan Qingyan was very worried.
But at this time, the blood on her stomach could not stop flowing out. She had to sew the wound first, or she would die of all the blood.
She's taking the baby out of here. She can't die.
If she dies here, the baby can't live.
There was no needle and thread. Huan Qingyan remembered that yuanyangling Soup for treating trauma had been cooked in the space before. She took some out and wanted to have a drink.
But she found that she had no strength at all. She lost too much blood and severe pain, which made her consciousness begin to be lax.
The breath of death lingered around her.
She may not be able to leave safely with her baby. She underestimated her physical weakness.
"If you have a baby, you can't take it with you first..."
This is better than falling into the hands of the cruel Mrs. Ru. She will never let her children become chess pieces in her hands.
Recognize the thief as a grandmother!
Suddenly, a sarcastic and cold voice sounded from the outside.
"It's the first time I've seen such a baby. I didn't expect you, a little bitch. You have no other advantages. You're cruel enough to yourself! Yes, just have a baby."
From the outside corner, came a bright and elegant woman!
It's your wife.
The phantom tilted his face and was black. The child could not keep it. No, no!
Seeing her, she was about to faint. On the contrary, she returned to a trace of spirit because of strong anger.
"Why on earth do you rob my child? I have left your son, why do you still do this..." Huan leaned half against the corner, and the blood was still flowing.
The baby was also swept away by the small leaf, for fear of being robbed by your wife.
Your wife said contemptuously, "this is my grandson, the blood of our Jimo family. Can it be taken away by a cheap woman like you? It's none of my business if you can't leave Jimo career? Anyway, my wife won't expect anything from him in the future. She should have never had his son."
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When the knife was cut down, the phantom tilted his face and felt dark in front of him.
She held back, trying to reach into her stomach and take out the child.
But his hands trembled when he didn't listen to the command, so he couldn't exert himself, and he couldn't touch the position of the knife edge. He only touched a handful of thick blood.
The child has stopped moving inside, and the magic looks, sharp pain and anxiety are mixed together. People with poor consciousness are estimated to be unable to hold on.
Blood kept pouring out
The two women who were frozen in the ice were shocked to see the ferocity of Huan Qingyan's cutting his stomach with a knife. They had never heard of such a child before.
If the knife is not accurate and the child is scratched to death, what should I do?
At this time, Huan Qingyan felt a little silk slip into her stomach, which was the stem and beard of small leaf Lingbao.
The speed is very fast. As soon as you probe in, gently wrap the baby inside, and then pull it out——
Huan Qingyan only felt pain, and the wood in her mouth was immediately bitten to pieces by her!
Accompanied by severe pain, it is a burst of relaxation in the stomach!
The child is out!
"Little leaf, well done..." Huan Qinyan was so weak that he could only praise it with consciousness.
Xiaoye Lingbao sent the baby who was also covered with blood to Huan Qingyan's hand. Huan Qingyan had no strength to hold the child, but he sensed that the child should still be alive and had a very weak heartbeat.
But the state was very bad. There was no sound at all. There was no cry.
Huan Qingyan was very worried.
But at this time, the blood on her stomach could not stop flowing out. She had to sew the wound first, or she would die of all the blood.
She's taking the baby out of here. She can't die.
If she dies here, the baby can't live.
There was no needle and thread. Huan Qingyan remembered that yuanyangling Soup for treating trauma had been cooked in the space before. She took some out and wanted to have a drink.
But she found that she had no strength at all. She lost too much blood and severe pain, which made her consciousness begin to be lax.
The breath of death lingered around her.
She may not be able to leave safely with her baby. She underestimated her physical weakness.
"If you have a baby, you can't take it with you first..."
This is better than falling into the hands of the cruel Mrs. Ru. She will never let her children become chess pieces in her hands.
Recognize the thief as a grandmother!
Suddenly, a sarcastic and cold voice sounded from the outside.
"It's the first time I've seen such a baby. I didn't expect you, a little bitch. You have no other advantages. You're cruel enough to yourself! Yes, just have a baby."
From the outside corner, came a bright and elegant woman!
It's your wife.
The phantom tilted his face and was black. The child could not keep it. No, no!
Seeing her, she was about to faint. On the contrary, she returned to a trace of spirit because of strong anger.
"Why on earth do you rob my child? I have left your son, why do you still do this..." Huan leaned half against the corner, and the blood was still flowing.
The baby was also swept away by the small leaf, for fear of being robbed by your wife.
Your wife said contemptuously, "this is my grandson, the blood of our Jimo family. Can it be taken away by a cheap woman like you? It's none of my business if you can't leave Jimo career? Anyway, my wife won't expect anything from him in the future. She should have never had his son."
This novel has been translated by www.novelhall. com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.
When the knife was cut down, the phantom tilted his face and felt dark in front of him.She held back, trying to reach into her stomach and take out the child.But his hands trembled when he didn't listen to the command, so he couldn't exert himself, and he couldn't touch the position of the knife edge. He only touched a handful of thick blood.The child has stopped moving inside, and the magic looks, sharp pain and anxiety are mixed together. People with poor consciousness are estimated to be unable to hold on.Blood kept pouring outThe two women who were frozen in the ice were shocked to see the ferocity of Huan Qingyan's cutting his stomach with a knife. They had never heard of such a child before.If the knife is not accurate and the child is scratched to death, what should I do?At this time, Huan Qingyan felt a little silk slip into her stomach, which was the stem and beard of small leaf Lingbao.The speed is very fast. As soon as you probe in, gently wrap the baby inside, and then pull it outHuan Qingyan only felt pain, and the wood in her mouth was immediately bitten to pieces by her!Accompanied by severe pain, it is a burst of relaxation in the stomach!The child is out!"Little leaf, well done..." Huan Qinyan was so weak that he could only praise it with consciousness.Xiaoye Lingbao sent the baby who was also covered with blood to Huan Qingyan's hand. Huan Qingyan had no strength to hold the child, but he sensed that the child should still be alive and had a very weak heartbeat.But the state was very bad. There was no sound at all. There was no cry.Huan Qingyan was very worried.But at this time, the blood on her stomach could not stop flowing out. She had to sew the wound first, or she would die of all the blood.She's taking the baby out of here. She can't die.If she dies here, the baby can't live.There was no needle and thread. Huan Qingyan remembered that yuanyangling Soup for treating trauma had been cooked in the space before. She took some out and wanted to have a drink.But she found that she had no strength at all. She lost too much blood and severe pain, which made her consciousness begin to be lax.The breath of death lingered around her.She may not be able to leave safely with her baby. She underestimated her physical weakness."If you have a baby, you can't take it with you first..."This is better than falling into the hands of the cruel Mrs. Ru. She will never let her children become chess pieces in her hands.Recognize the thief as a grandmother!Suddenly, a sarcastic and cold voice sounded from the outside."It's the first time I've seen such a baby. I didn't expect you, a little bitch. You have no other advantages. You're cruel enough to yourself! Yes, just have a baby."From the outside corner, came a bright and elegant woman!It's your wife.The phantom tilted his face and was black. The child could not keep it. No, no!Seeing her, she was about to faint. On the contrary, she returned to a trace of spirit because of strong anger."Why on earth do you rob my child? I have left your son, why do you still do this..." Huan leaned half against the corner, and the blood was still flowing.The baby was also swept away by the small leaf, for fear of being robbed by your wife.Your wife said contemptuously, "this is my grandson, the blood of our Jimo family. Can it be taken away by a cheap woman like you? It's none of my business if you can't leave Jimo career? Anyway, my wife won't expect anything from him in the future. She should have never had his son."This novel has been translated by www.novelhall. com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.
