Chapter 269

Su Ziyue's complexion became even uglier, and she became miserable. She sat up slowly, and the nurse thoughtfully held a pillow for her to lean on.

She stretched out her hand to touch her lower abdomen, and it took a long time before she had a reaction, she just shook her head and said, "How is it possible?"

Seeing her like this, the nurse sighed slightly from the bottom of her heart.

Patients who can live in VIP wards are either rich or expensive, but when encountering such a thing, there is no distinction between rich and poor, and the mood is the same.

The nurse couldn't help but comforted: "You are still young, it is not a problem to raise your body and have a baby again, don't be too sad..."

The nurse said comforting words to her, but seeing that she was still in a daze, she said, "How do you feel now? Your family members just went out, why don't you watch TV for a while?"

The nurse is new here, and she is still very enthusiastic about the patients. After speaking, she turned on the TV for her and put the remote control aside: "I'm going out first, if you have something to do, ring the bell."

Su Ziyue didn't listen to the nurse's words at all. She lay on the bed with a dull expression, staring blankly at the ceiling.

She put one hand on her lower abdomen, and clenched the other unconsciously.

There used to be a child belonging to her and Qin Muchen here?

But that child is gone now, it's all her fault...

At this moment, the door of the ward was pushed open.

A slender figure appeared in the ward, Su Ziyue was immersed in his emotions, not at all curious about who it was.

"Wake up." A gentle and gentle male voice sounded in the ward, with a refreshing comfort.

Su Ziyue heard something familiar, so she turned her head and looked at the man.

When she saw the man's face clearly, Su Ziyue showed a surprised expression and murmured: "Mr. Feng?"

Feng Xingyan approached, saw the expression on Su Ziyue's face clearly, frowned slightly, and there was worry in his voice: "You have been in a coma for a day, are you hungry now? What do you want to eat?"

He sat in front of the bed and looked at Su Ziyue with gentle eyes.

His eyes are different from Qin Mu's deep and dark black, his pupils are dark brown, they don't look gloomy, but a little more approachable, giving people a sense of trust for no reason.

Su Ziyue pulled out the needle in her hand, and tightly grasped Feng Xingyan's arm with both hands. Her beautiful and bright face looked extremely ferocious due to the sudden outburst of emotions: "Is what the nurse said true? I How could I be pregnant? How could I not know that I was pregnant? She..."

"Calm down." Feng Xingyan looked abnormally calm when Su Ziyue lost control of his emotions.

He didn't shake Su Ziyue's hand away, but just looked at her calmly: "Before you woke up, I thought about hiding this matter, but then I felt that this matter might cause you pain, But when you go, you should know what happened to you, the sadness is only temporary, and it will pass soon."

Feng Xingyan's words seemed to be comforting her, but they were also somewhat cruel and cold-blooded.

Su Ziyue screamed: "I can't make it through, I can't make it through... I killed him... I thought I just had a bad stomach, and Qin Muchen asked the doctor to examine me, how could it be..."

She shook her head frantically, repeated the words "how is it possible", and burst into tears.

It was a life, all her negligence, all her fault.

Su Ziyue reached out her hands indiscriminately and tore at her hair, her tears fell like broken beads.

Feng Xingyan reached out his hand to try to stop Su Ziyue's almost self-harming behavior, but Su Ziyue, who was immersed in his own emotions, completely ignored it.

Feng Xingyan's face darkened, he called the doctor directly, and gave her a sedative.

After taking the sedative, Su Ziyue completely quieted down and fell into a deep sleep.

Feng Xingyan stood in front of the hospital bed and watched her for a while. After a phone call came in, he turned around and went to the window to answer the phone.

After answering the phone, Feng Xingyan half-closed his eyes and said, "How's it going?"

"Qin Muchen is sending people to look for Miss Su..."

"Well, don't let him find this place. Also, prepare your private jet and return to Jingcheng tonight."

After finishing speaking, Feng Xingyan hung up the phone, turned to look at Su Ziyue on the hospital bed, his eyes were full of ambition.

...

The black Bentley was speeding along the road, regardless of whether the light was red or green, it just rushed forward recklessly.

Finally, the car stopped in front of a villa.

And this villa is exactly the one that Gong Zeyang used to close Su Ziyue.

The next second, the door of the black Bentley was opened.

Qin Muchen got out of the car with a pale complexion, and rushed directly into the villa without even closing the door.

As soon as he entered, he saw Nan Chuan standing at the front with a cold face, a group of subordinates neatly standing behind him, and a few people lying on the ground who had been beaten badly.

Qin Muchen walked up to Nan Chuan, and asked him in a hoarse voice, "Where is he?"

The word "it" has only one mouth shape, and no sound came out, because the throat is too dry, and some can't make a sound.

"I'm sorry, boss, when I arrived..."

Before Nanchuan finished speaking, Qin Muchen kicked him out.

Nan Chuan received the kick abruptly, and his tall body fell backwards, which shows how much strength Qin Muchen used.

The subordinates standing behind Nan Chuan, when Qin Mu kicked Nan Chuan heavily, they had reacted quickly and retreated to both sides.

Nan Chuan held his chest that was so painful that it seemed to be splitting, gritted his teeth and stood up, his tall and straight figure looked extremely depressed.

He bowed slightly and stood there without saying a word, as if he was confessing his mistakes.

Qin Muchen was like an angry lion, losing his mind.

He walked up to Nan Chuan and punched him in the face again, his voice was hoarse: "I asked you to pick him up, where did you pick him up for me?"

Nan Chuan suffered from this fist again, without even wiping off the blood on his lips, just stood there expressionless and let Qin Muchen do it.

Qin Muchen's chest rose and fell sharply, and his voice was hoarse: "A bunch of trash!"

After finishing speaking, he walked up to those people who were beaten so hard that they could only lie down and crawl, picked up a person casually, and said with a gloomy expression, "Tell me, where is Su Ziyue?"

The man spoke intermittently: "I don't know..."

Qin Muchen's face was quickly stained with a trace of cruelty: "I don't know?"

"Do not……"

Before the man could continue to speak, Qin Muchen shook his hand viciously, and the man immediately fell back to the ground.

Then, he stepped on the man's neck.

The next moment, a blood vessel burst open, and blood sprayed all over the place. At the same time, the man died on the spot, and there was no more sound.

Blood spilled on Qin Muchen's black suit trouser legs, and melted into the black fabric. He said expressionlessly, "I'll ask again, where is Su Ziyue?"