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Chapter 328 The Warlord’s Forced Marriage (9)

"Husband, ma'am!"

Accompanied by Amei's scream, Luo Qinghuan's body fell backwards unsteadily with blood remaining at the corner of Luo Qinghuan's mouth, falling into Wen Ziyu's arms.

Wen Ziyu wrapped his arms around Luo Qinghuan vigorously, he moved stiffly to wipe away the blood from the corners of Luo Qinghuan's lips, his eyes became dark.

After vomiting blood, Luo Qinghuan never lived again, and her stomach pain soon became unbearable. At this time, she couldn't care less, she tightly grabbed Wen Ziyu's arm and cried out in pain, her nails even penetrated into the man's flesh In the middle, Wen Ziyu just looked at her deeply, and didn't shake her off because of her actions.

When Luo Qinghuan's pain subsided a little, it was already evening, and the doctors in the mansion looked left and right, but they couldn't find any problem. In desperation, Wen Ziyu hugged Luo Qinghuan and ran out of the mansion.

The clinic of He Shuo, a famous doctor in province A.

In the middle of the night, someone knocked on the door, and He Shuo woke up from his dream. While yawning, he opened the door depressedly. Unexpectedly, the cold muzzle of the gun was pressed against his forehead as soon as he opened the door.

He Shuo was startled awake immediately, and after looking carefully, he found that it was Wen Ziyu who came, and Adjutant Chen Xun was following behind Wen Ziyu, He Shuo trembled all over and couldn't speak for a while.

“Save someone—or die!”

Wen Ziyu's voice was colder than his gun, he forced He Shuo back into the room step by step, risking his life, He Shuo dared not resist, he nodded quickly after hearing what he said.

The gun on his forehead seemed to be loose, Wen Ziyu ignored He Shuo, and carefully placed the woman in his arms on the only bed in the room, signaling He Shuo to start quickly.

Chen Xun stood silently at the side, closed the door for the two of them, and stood upright beside Wen Ziyu.

The woman on the bed was as pale as paper, and her body was trembling slightly. He Shuo swallowed nervously, and sat beside the bed with Wen Ziyu's murderous eyes, feeling the woman's pulse.

Not long after, He Shuo opened his eyes in surprise.

"how?"

When Wen Ziyu's voice sounded, He Shuo couldn't help but tremble a little, but his years of medical skills made him force himself to calm down.

"Young commander, although the poison is very poisonous, it is not fatal, but the child in the wife's womb is probably..."

"You said."

Hearing that something might happen to the child, Wen Ziyu frowned, he didn't care what would happen to the child - he only cared about this woman.

"Young commander, I can try my best to keep the child, but Madam..."

"Master Bao."

Without hesitation, Wen Ziyu made a decision, his pistol had already been thrown aside by him, Chen Xun quickly took the gun dropped by Wen Ziyu, seeing Wen Ziyu's eyes calmed down, he had been hanging high for a long time. My heart finally returned to my stomach.

He Shuo was taken aback for a moment, as if he didn't understand what Wen Ziyu meant. It was the first time he had encountered such a situation of protecting the adults since he was a doctor, and it was only after Chen Xun's reminder that he came back to his senses.

At this time, Luo Qinghuan was completely unconscious, and even had a high fever, so she couldn't hear the conversations of the few people at all.

Searching for the silver needle, He Shuo administered the needle to save Luo Qinghuan's life. He tried to force the toxin out of the body bit by bit. Fortunately, the woman's desire to survive was very strong, and her subconscious mind cooperated with his injection. It went very well.

……

After a night of high fever, Luo Qinghuan finally fell asleep peacefully, and when she opened her eyes the next day, she had already returned to the Young Marshal's Mansion.

Luo Qinghuan opened his eyes, and Wen Ziyu was sitting beside his bed. He seemed to have not slept all night, his eyes were dark, and his usually neat military uniform was wrinkled. Seeing Luo Qinghuan waking up, Wen Ziyu's eyes brightened slightly.

"Is there any discomfort?"

It was rare to soften her tone, and Wen Ziyu pulled the quilt for Luo Qinghuan very gently. Seeing Luo Qinghuan subconsciously touching her stomach, Wen Ziyu lowered her eyes.

"The child is fine."

With a comforting tone, how could Luo Qinghuan not feel that there was something wrong with her body? Her eyes suddenly turned red.

"Wen Ziyu, answer me—what's wrong with my child!"

Wen Ziyu was silent for a moment, his fingers brushed across Luo Qinghuan's temples unconsciously, looking at Luo Qinghuan's slightly wide eyes, Wen Ziyu actually didn't want to deceive her anymore.

"We, there will be again."

[Host, this body will no longer be pregnant in the future. ]
[I want to keep this child. ]
[Host, this system can help you keep this child, but you have to pay stars to unlock your healing skills, have you considered it clearly, host? ]
System Lord's voice rang in Luo Qinghuan's mind, and Luo Qinghuan's eyes became redder.

"you're lying!"

The child is already five months old, Luo Qinghuan can even feel the child's heartbeat, how could she give up.

Luo Qinghuan hugged her slightly swollen abdomen tightly: "I want to keep this child."

"Don't be willful."

He Shuo said that he couldn't keep it. If he wanted to protect the child, something would happen to the adult. Of course, Wen Ziyu couldn't let this happen. Although his voice was soft, his attitude was extremely firm, and he had already picked up the medicine placed by the bed with one hand.

Luo Qinghuan desperately shook her head, pushed away the medicine wrist, and the thick Chinese medicine immediately sprinkled Wen Ziyu all over.

Wen Ziyu's eyes became more and more terrifying. Luo Qinghuan shrank back under the pressure and said equally firmly: "Young Marshal Wen, I, I want to protect the child!"

"no!"

As soon as Luo Qinghuan opened his mouth, Wen Ziyu, who had been gentle and patient in front of her these days, immediately changed back to his pre-marriage murderous look. His eyes were full of hostility, as if he was about to peel her to pieces in the next moment.

The original owner's fear once again surfaced, Luo Qinghuan felt that this man would really kill him if things went on like this.

Facing the hostile Wen Ziyu, she had no choice but to soften her attitude, "Ziyu, let's keep him, don't you want your own child?"

"You don't want to live anymore?"

Wen Ziyu didn't care what she said, and approached her suddenly, his eyes seemed to be capable of killing people, but Luo Qinghuan saw a trace of extreme concern in the man's terrifying eyes.

I didn't realize it before, but now it seems that Wen Ziyu seems to care about her very much - when thinking of this, Luo Qinghuan's heart beats faster and faster.

She wants to take a gamble, she must keep this child.

"Ziyu..."

She murmured Wen Ziyu's name, with tears in her eyes, and she seemed to give in. Wen Ziyu couldn't help but withdraw his murderous aura. He touched Luo Qinghuan's head, leaned over and kissed her temples, and was about to open his mouth and glanced at her. cold.

"I want to keep this child, or else..."

Taking advantage of Wen Ziyu's relaxation of vigilance and leaning over to kiss her, Luo Qinghuan quickly removed the gun from Wen Ziyu's waist. She raised the muzzle of the gun and pointed it at her temple, her voice trembling.

"Wen Ziyu, if the child is no longer here, I will go with him..."

"you dare!!"

Wen Ziyu immediately ran away. He wanted to take the gun away from her at the first moment, but who knew that Luo Qinghuan pulled the safety catch before him, and the gun would go off if he was not careful.

The habit he has developed over the years allows him to maintain a high degree of vigilance anytime, anywhere, but he actually relaxes his vigilance in front of Luo Qinghuan...

(End of this chapter)