Nie Shao's runaway ex-wife

An Ran was about to be taken into the bathroom by a makeup artist, when at a critical moment she heard a woman's voice behind her: "Wait a minute!"

This sound was like the sound of heaven, and An Ran suddenly felt hopeful.

The make-up artist's eyes flashed with guilt, she quickly concealed her emotions and turned her head to look. "Are you okay?"

An Ran also turned around, she knew that the other party wanted her to turn around, otherwise she would not be able to control her body at all.

It was Zhu Hong who called to stop her.

Zhu Hong still walked over with her big belly exaggeratedly.

An Ran has never been so happy to see Zhu Hong like this moment, how she hopes that the other party will find out that something is wrong with her.

"Where are you going?" Zhu Hong ignored the makeup artist and asked An Ran in a very aggressive tone.

An Ran knew that Zhu Hong had always had this temper, she used to dislike her very much, but now she hopes that she can be more difficult to deal with.

"Huh, are you dumb?" Zhu Hong looked at An Ran puzzled.

"Are you guys having a fight?" the makeup artist asked with a smile.

Zhu Hong's gaze finally turned to the makeup artist, seeming a little strange: "How do you know we're having trouble? Do you know me?"

The makeup artist smiled a little reluctantly, and explained: "I think Miss An Ran doesn't seem to want to talk to you."

Sure enough, An Ran turned her head away, and continued to walk to the bathroom without making any sense.

In fact, she was extremely anxious, but she seemed to be fascinated and couldn't control her hands and feet.

"Why are you ignoring me!" Zhu Hong had a stubborn temper, and even dodged to block An Ran's way.

Don't look at her big belly, but her figure is still very flexible.

Without raising her head or opening her eyes, An Ran stretched out her hand to push her: "Go away!"

No, this is not her talking!Someone is pretending to be her!

But with An Ran's actions, almost no one became suspicious, thinking that it was her who spoke to expel Zhu Hong.

With Zhu Hong's outburst of temper, of course he couldn't bear this useless temper, and he might turn around and leave.

She was a little serious today, and even grabbed An Ran's hand that pushed her.

An Ran struggled violently, but she couldn't get rid of Zhu Hong no matter what.

Zhu Hong didn't see how hard he was, but he held the opponent's hand firmly, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

Just then, the makeup artist made his move.

The target of the makeup artist's attack was not Zhu Hong, but An Ran.

If Zhu Hong didn't let go, An Ran would be pierced through the back of the heart by a sharp cosmetic knife.

Zhu Hong still held onto An Ran tightly, and at the same time kicked directly at the makeup artist.

The accident happened in an instant, and the people next to her were almost unable to react at all. Zhu Hong had already handed over the make-up artist.

An Ran was caught in the middle surrounded by two people, and there was a lot of danger.

Zhu Hong suddenly shouted: "Long Jun!"

The make-up artist became anxious and made a gesture.

An Ran suddenly reached out and pinched Zhu Hong's neck!She couldn't control herself at all.

Zhu Hong didn't hide, and let her choke her neck while continuing to fight with the makeup artist.

The makeup artist got a little anxious, and suddenly let out a sharp whistle, and An Ran's attack became more intense.

An Ran began to frantically attack Zhu Hong's protruding belly.

She was about to cry, but her body was completely out of the control of her brain, as if possessed by an evil spirit.

Zhu Hong was pregnant, her agility was already greatly reduced, and she had to deal with the makeup artist and protect An Ran,

At the same time, she also had to defend against An Ran's attack, and soon she was at a loss, gradually showing her defeat.

The make-up artist stabbed An Ran's carotid artery with a sharp cosmetic knife, and Zhu Hong used a sharp inter-finger blade to slash the make-up artist's veins, forcing her to switch from offense to defense.

No one could have imagined that An Ran actually took the makeup artist's makeup knife and stabbed it fiercely at Zhu Hong's stomach.

Zhu Hong could only resist, but the makeup artist raised another cosmetic knife in his hand and stabbed An Ran's carotid artery again.

It's a matter of life and death.

Zhu Hong fell into a dilemma - to save An Ran?Save the fetus in the womb?

In the end, she made a decision—trying her best to capture the makeup artist, and wanted to use this woman as a shield to block An Ran's makeup knife.

Her thoughts were correct, but due to her clumsy figure, her movements were still one step slower.

Seeing that the tip of the knife that An Ran was holding was about to pierce Zhu Hong's stomach, a ghost-like shadow flashed over.

"Dang!" With a sound, the knife in An Ran's hand was knocked to the ground, but the makeup artist slammed into Zhu Hong fiercely.

"Bang!" Before the makeup artist hit Zhu Hong, the black shadow kicked the makeup artist away.

When Zhu Hong fell, she fell into the arms of the black shadow.

"Why did you come here!" Zhu Hong breathed a sigh of relief, but found that her back was drenched in cold sweat.

Just now there was a lot of danger, and life and death were tied by a thread.

Long Jun supported his wife, and then whistled.

Jing Kai rushed over like a cheetah, and caught the makeup artist who was kicked away by Long Jun.

He swiftly removed the make-up artist's chin to prevent the other party from biting poison to commit suicide, and then tied the other party's limbs.

"Anran may have inhaled the drug, and he must get the antidote as soon as possible!" Long Jun said to his wife with some regret: "Just now, something happened while I was smoking a cigarette outside..."

Unforeseen circumstances that no one can expect are simply impossible to guard against.

Zhu Hong pulled An Ran over, carefully observed her expression and reaction, to determine what kind of ecstasy she had taken.

"Oops!" Long Jun remembered something and whispered, "Young master is in danger!"

After all, he didn't have time to explain anything, so he only told his wife: "I'll leave it to you, I'll go find Xiaoyu..."

Before he finished speaking, his ghostly shadow disappeared.

Jing Kai dispatched more than a dozen elite cheetah shadowmen to control everyone in the dressing room, and strictly prohibited them from entering or leaving.

He searched himself and found several medicine bottles from the female makeup artist, but he couldn't determine which bottle was the antidote.

Zhu Hong took those medicine bottles, put them under her nose and sniffed them one by one, picked out a small bottle from it, and pulled the stopper.

She put the uncorked bottle under An Ran's nose for An Ran to sniff.

An Ran was horrified, are you sure what's in this bottle is reliable?Zhu Hong stuffed it under her nose and let her smell it.

She didn't dare to take the risk, so she tried her best to hold her breath, determined not to smell the stinking thing.

"Don't hold your breath!" Zhu Hong slapped An Ran on the back.

"Cough," An Ran broke her power, and subconsciously inhaled a big mouthful of... stench. "Ahem..." She coughed violently.

Strange to say, after a brief cough, An Ran's body finally regained consciousness slowly.

She was able to raise her arms to cover her mouth and nose, but her whole body was limp and she had no strength.

"Xiaoyu...is in danger..." An Ran still hasn't forgotten what Long Jun said before leaving.

"My husband has already passed away!" Zhu Hong curled her lips, grabbed An Ran and said, "Send you to the hospital first!"

Although she is very good at distinguishing poison, the medicine that An Ran sniffed just now is very effective.But to be on the safe side, you must go to the hospital for an examination before you can rest assured.

As soon as An Ran took a step, she staggered and almost fell.

With a big belly, Zhu Hong dragged her out of the dressing room.

Jing Kai ordered the female makeup artist to be escorted away, while he took a few cheetah elite shadow fighters to escort An Ran and Zhu Hong to the hospital.

Fortunately, there is a newly opened large private hospital by the Swan Bank, not far from the Music Theater, less than 5 minutes' drive away.

Zhu Hong and Jing Kai sent An Ran to the hospital for examination, and also took the antidote for testing.

What An Ran inhaled was some kind of gas that could paralyze the nervous system, and the stench in the medicine bottle could just neutralize the poison.

However, some toxicity still remained in her body and needed injections for treatment.

When An Ran recovered safely, she saw that Zhu Hong could no longer support herself and squatted down.

"Hey, how are you?" Seeing that her expression was not quite right, An Ran leaned forward and asked without caring about her dizziness. "You check it too!"

Cold sweat dripped from Zhu Hong's forehead, and he opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

"Come here! Come to the doctor, it's dangerous to have a pregnant woman here!" An Ran yelled.

What followed was a whole lot of busy work, and Zhu Hong was finally sent to the maternity examination room for emergency examination and miscarriage treatment.

By the time An Ran regained her strength, Zhu Hong had already been injected with a miscarriage injection, sent to the intensive care unit, and was lying on the hospital bed breathing oxygen.

"You don't feel well, won't you call the doctor for an examination? Why do you keep working!" This time, it was replaced by Zhu Hong's bed safely.

Zhu Hong sucked the oxygen, her face was a little pale, but her mouth was still stiff: "If I have anything to do, just say it, it's such a fuss."

"It's okay, why do you need to inhale oxygen?" An Ran asked.

"I'm so happy!" Zhu Hong turned her head away stubbornly, resolutely refusing to admit that her body couldn't take it anymore.

At this time, Jing Kai walked in and said to An Ran in a low voice, "The news just came back from the boss, the young master is out of danger!"