Master Jiu, my wife is wearing countless vests!

Long Qingcheng held Di Yuanjue's hand directly with his backhand and asked aggrievedly: "Can you not check it? I just have a few bruises on my arms and legs. Just put some medicine on it and it will be fine."

Long Qingcheng, who had never acted coquettishly before, felt aggrieved at this moment. He looked at the other party with wide eyes and cautiously gave advice, "I am also a doctor and I know my physical condition, so don't bother me, okay?"

There was a moment of stillness in the air.

The man's dark pupils were deep and even darker.

Under the illumination of the incandescent lamp, his handsome and handsome face turned ghostly, so cold that people couldn't help but take a step back. Long Qingcheng leaned back slightly. He had never seen Di Yuanjue like this before. There was a calmness surrounding the storm, but you could feel the overwhelming anger in his eyes.

He was angry.

Long Qingcheng knew Di Yuan Jue very well.

Sure enough, she heard Di Yuanjue say: "No."

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ancestral hall.

Ying Feng, who hurriedly walked in from outside, looked at the people lying on the ground, dripping with blood. The whole ancestral hall was filled with the smell of blood. He just glanced at it indifferently, and then came directly to An Heng's side. He said:

"Master Jiu is back. Mrs. An was successfully rescued."

The heavy and oppressive atmosphere seemed to be relieved a lot at this moment. An Heng took a breath and threw the pistol directly on the table beside him.

He walked directly outside and said coldly: "If the Xuanyuan family didn't have my nephew, they would have collapsed long ago."

Xuanyuan Hongchuan's face suddenly turned pale, and the walking stick he was holding almost flew away.

He really didn't expect that An Yuxin was really alive. She had been dead for so many years, so why was she still alive?

Long Qingcheng has a strong mysophobia, and no one except Di Yuanjue can touch his private belongings.

So Di Yuanjue had no choice but to get it himself, and he was not worried about Long Qingcheng running away. After all, he had fully covered the island with surveillance. As long as she did not leave the island, he could find her.

And all the ships on the island did not have his order, and no one could leave the island before dawn.

So at this moment, this place is like an iron barrel, airtight.

Di Yuanjue took two looser clothes and when he came out from the stairs, he happened to meet Jiang Yanqing and others who were coming back.

"Your mother was rescued, but she was unconscious. How is Long Qingcheng?" He directly asked Long Qingcheng's physical condition.

Di Yuanjue's gloomy face had not changed since the beginning, and his voice was cold and heavy. It seemed that only in front of Long Qingcheng would he drop all his guard, "Talking while walking."

Both of them knew that Long Qingcheng's body could not withstand any kind of torment. Brain cancer and late pregnancy would make her more lethargic, vomiting, body rejection, and even coma.

In fact, the best way now is to divert traffic.

While the children are still young, eliminate all hidden dangers.

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As soon as the two of them walked into the corridor, they saw all the doctors being kicked out.

"Ms. Long, please open the door. We are just checking your body. You have a low fever now. We need to give you an infusion first."

"Miss Long..."

No matter how they shouted, the people inside would not open the door, which made them very anxious.

This is the most important person to the family head. If anything goes wrong, their heads may be moved.

Di Yuanjue walked forward quickly in three or two steps, his gloomy eyes were deep and deep, and he asked: "What's going on?"

The doctor was on the verge of tears when he saw Di Yuanjue. He hurriedly told the story, not forgetting to add, "Miss Long's skills are so good, we really can't do it..."

In the end, they were pushed out.

"Well, I know."

All the doctors said: "..." They just didn't know what to say.

Di Yuanjue stepped forward, stretched out his hand and patted the door twice, "Aqing, it's me, open the door."

No movement!

He frowned and spoke again: "A Qing?"

At this time, the person inside was already squatting on the toilet toilet. She kept vomiting and her body became weak, as if all her strength had been taken away. In the end, she could only lie weakly on the toilet.

The shouting people outside could still be heard a little at first, but now it was just vague.

It seems very far away.

She endured the pain, picked up the phone, and quickly sent a string of codes to the text message, then quickly deleted the text message.

While deleting the text message, the door to the room was kicked open.

boom!

It shattered directly with a sound.

Di Yuanjue walked in with sinister steps. When he saw that there was no one on the bed, he went to the toilet. The person lying on the ground was so weak. He had never seen anything like this in the long time he and Long Qingcheng were together. She was like this, so pinched that it seemed to fall apart.

The man walked in gently and squatted down. His straight suit pants were tightened by his movements, and his valuable leather shoes also had creases.

He passed one hand through the woman's waist and the other through her legs, and picked her up directly, "Aqing, you have a fever, please be obedient."

The woman fell into his arms, clutching her clothes tightly, shaking her head with tiny movements, "No, I can't take the antipyretic medicine, Ah Jue, I'm pregnant, I can't take the medicine."

At that time, her words resounded in the room, and the doctor on the side was also dumbfounded. What did this woman just say?

pregnant?

The owner’s girlfriend is pregnant?

so? ?

They have a young master.

The person holding the infusion tray panicked for a moment and knocked the tray to the ground, causing various utensils to fall with a clatter.

There were also some chaotic sounds in the quiet ward.

Di Yuanjue put the person on the bed and sat down himself.

He hugged the woman and buried his head in her arms. His voice was muffled, as if he was pleading, "Aqing, can you just leave this child alone? You want to..."

Snapped!

A heavy slap landed directly on Di Yuan Jue's face.

The blood trailed down the corner of his mouth.

Everything was so unexpected.

The others held their breaths, as if their feet were rooted to the ground. They wanted to go out, but they didn't dare to move without orders.

Long Qingcheng pushed Di Yuanjue away, his eyes painful and cruel: "Get out, get out of here, I don't want to see you, Di Yuanjue, get out of here."

She put up all her defenses. No matter who wanted to take advantage of her child, they were all enemies.

Even Di Yuanjue is no exception.

She turned around and stopped looking at everyone. She was betting that Emperor Yuan would definitely give her a buffer.

Just a little bit of a buffer.

She can leave here.

Because Long Qingcheng turned around, she didn't see the painful eyes of the man in front of her as if they were sinking into the abyss. He raised his hand to wipe away the blood.

In the current situation, Long Qingcheng would not cooperate at all.

He lowered his eyes and said in a painful and hoarse voice: "The child comes first, conservative treatment first."

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My son and I have had a fever these past few days, which has been like a living hell. Now we are fine, and the article is posted at 6 o'clock every day!