Mr. Song, please stop being abusive. Madam, she is getting married for the second time.

As time went by, the matter of Shi Sheng's pregnancy had always been Wen Yizhen's concern.

Weng Huizhu didn't know that Shi Sheng was pregnant.

Wen Yizhen was thinking about how to abort Shi Sheng's child quietly, but Aunt Song's road was now blocked.

She lowered her eyes, hiding the flash of viciousness in her eyes.

But okay...

She raised her lips and stroked her belly. Through hard work, she was finally pregnant. As long as she kept pleasing Weng Huizhu, she would never let Song Wenjing really test the DNA of the child in her belly!

But once Shi Sheng's child is born, there is no guarantee that Song Wenjing will not change her mind. No, she has to find a way!

The woman bit her lip, her eyes filled with resentment. She picked up her cell phone and called the man.

"I have successfully gotten pregnant according to your instructions, but that bitch Shi Sheng is also pregnant! What if Song Wenjing changes her mind?"

The man over there was silent for a moment, then said calmly: "Then you can just find a way to abort her child?"

Wen Yizhen gritted her teeth and her face turned pale: "Of course I know, but Shi Sheng's family is too strict. Now even a fly can't fly into their house! How can I do something?"

The man chuckled lightly, with a hint of ridicule: "Ha, who said you have to personally tamper with her food?"

Wen Yizhen was stunned: "What good idea do you have?"

The man continued: "Don't forget, why did Song Wenjing divorce Shi Sheng in the first place, and why did he keep hurting Shi Sheng because of you?"

Wen Yizhen looked happy when she heard this: "That's right! Why didn't I think of that! If I were injured and needed a blood transfusion, Wen Jing would definitely not ignore it. When Shi Sheng goes to the hospital to donate blood to me, I will have many ways to make her abort!"

But she needed an opportunity to get hurt.

Soon, she seized this opportunity.

Some time ago, Wen Yizhen's agent accepted a costume drama for Wen Yizhen. She has already joined the cast and will be filming a fight scene today.

When filming officially started, Wen Yizhen changed into costume and specially added a few more rings of protection around her belly.

It's one thing to act on your own, but you must not hurt the child!

Wia slowly rose into the air, and when it was nearly one meter above the ground, something unexpected happened.

"Boom-"

The rope hanging the wire suddenly loosened, and all the staff present were dumbfounded, watching Wen Yizhen's body fall uncontrollably.

"what---"

Wen Yizhen screamed and fell to the ground. It seemed that she fell very hard. In the end, she let the man control the force. In fact, it was not heavy when she fell to the ground.

But at this time, her face was pale and she was clutching her stomach tightly.

The people on the set finally reacted and swarmed around. The director's face was pale. If Wen Yizhen had any problems on their set and Song Wenjing held him accountable, he would not be able to feel better.

Several people quickly put her on a stretcher, called 120 and sent her to the hospital.

Song Wenjing was sitting in a meeting on the Yusheng Group building when Assistant Shen Te broke in with a gray face and a panic look on his face.

He whispered in Song Wenjing's ear: "Ms. Wen just fell off the wire while filming on the set and has been sent to the hospital!"

When Song Wenjing arrived at the hospital, Wen Yizhen had already been pushed into the operating room.

But soon a nurse came out and said that Wen Yizhen was in bad condition and needed a blood transfusion!

"There is no suitable blood type in the blood bank now. Mr. Song, do you think you should call the previous person..."

Before the other party could finish what he said, Song Wenjing waved his hand and interrupted: "No! Shi Sheng will not come to donate blood anymore. Think of other ways! Transfer it from blood banks across the country."

Shi Sheng's pale face flashed through his mind, and his heart felt like it was being pricked by a needle.

I almost don’t understand how my former self allowed Shi Sheng to transfuse Wen Yizhen’s blood for three years!

The nurse thought of Wen Yizhen's instructions and spoke with some difficulty: "But the RH panda's blood is scarce, and the domestic storage is never enough, and Miss Wen is still pregnant, so she can't wait too long."

Song Wenjing's stern eyebrows furrowed and she raised her head slightly, her brown eyes firm: "Bring blood from another hospital. If the child cannot be saved, forget it."

The nurse paused and said to report to the attending doctor.

When Wen Yizhen in the operating room learned of the situation, she gritted her teeth with hatred, dug her nails into her flesh, and cursed uncontrollably.

Two hours later, when she was pushed out, her eyes were filled with tears. She looked at Song Wenjing pitifully and asked: "Brother Wenjing, are you really so cruel and don't care about me?"