She hid her pregnancy and faked her death, and the CEO turned gray overnight

He knew that she was conscious and could sense sounds from the outside world, so his words were not polite.

There was no response to the first sentence, so he continued to speak, "Zhou Gu must have told you about my grudges with the Zhou family, right? Don't test my conscience, you can't bear it.

If you want to give birth to them, just open your eyes for me and don't look like you are dying. I have tried my best to save you, but I don't want you to lie like this for the rest of your life. "

Still no response.

Qin Yan's palm slowly squeezed downwards, and his slightly convex abdomen became concave bit by bit.

The man is very strong. If he is determined to kill these two pieces of meat, it will be easy.

"I know you can't bear it, please open your eyes."

I don't know if his threat worked, or if his hand hurt her stomach.

A few seconds later, the woman's eyelashes, as thin as cicada's wings, trembled slightly, seeming to show signs of waking up.

Seeing this, Qin Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

He was afraid that if she didn't want to wake up, she would slowly drag him into a living dead.

Doctors could save her life, but they couldn't cure her dead heart.

The only thing that could keep her were these two pieces of flesh in her belly.

"These two children still have a chance to be born. Do you really want to torture them to death?"

As the last word fell, the woman's tightly closed eyelids trembled slightly.

Then, the eyelids opened up, revealing two eyes without holes.

The moment I opened my eyes tenderly, I felt a little confused and helpless.

That's the fear of the unknown.

It wasn't until her dilated pupils gradually regained focus that she saw a man standing next to the bed.

The familiar outline of facial features came into view, it was Qin Yan! !

Isn't she dead?

How did you see him?

Did he lose the competition between him and Zhou Gu?Was his life taken by Zhou Gu?

As soon as this thought came up, it was immediately dashed away by the severe pain spreading in his chest.

How could a dead person feel such intense pain?

and so……

"You, you saved me?"

The dry and hoarse voice is very small and hard to hear.

Qin Yan reached out and took off the oxygen bottle from her face, dipped a cotton swab in some warm water and fed it to her.

After a long drought, the rain comes, and the warmth is like a fish on the verge of death. After touching the water, it greedily wants more.

"Get a cup and fill it up."

Qin Yan glanced at her and reminded quietly: "You shouldn't drink too much now. Moisten your throat first."

"..."

Another burst of tearing pain spread from her heart. The pain was so painful that she didn't want to drink the water she had been craving for just a second ago. She pressed her lips tightly and gritted her teeth to hold on.

Why does it hurt so much?

It's like flesh and soul are being torn apart.

She had been in pain a lot in the past two months, but it wasn't as unbearable as it was now.

She considered herself to be strong-willed, but right now she just wanted to wail loudly to vent the heart-burning torture that was getting stronger than ever.

Seeing how much pain she was in, Qin Yan reached out and groped around in the blanket, found the analgesic stick and turned on the switch.

Although the effect is not very significant, it plays a role to some extent.

Wenqing closed her eyes and survived the wave of pain with the help of the instrument, and said with a wry smile: "It's a shameful life, why do you waste manpower and material resources to forcefully drag me back from the gate of hell?"

Qin Yan reached out and took out a few tissues, wiped the sweat from her face, and said:

"There will be a period of integration between the newly transplanted heart and your body. The pain is normal and will be gone in a few days."

Wenqing was stunned for a moment and looked at him blankly. It took a long time to react.

She suddenly lowered her head and looked at her chest, trying to reach out to explore the situation under the fabric.

Qin Yan quickly stopped her and said in a deep voice: "Don't move. The wound is quite large and can easily open."

Wenqing still couldn't believe it, and asked with a trembling voice: "You, you changed my heart?"