The Stupid Missy Glows Up After Marriage

His facial features were twitching, his hand was holding a fruit knife, and the blood had flowed out.

Mu Wei'an and Nian Yao were shocked when they saw the blood dripping on the clean carpet.

"You, you are..." Mu Wei'an was so anxious that he didn't know what to do, and urged Nian Yao to call for an ambulance. "

Nian Yao is also dumbfounded.

Her eyes were full of bright red blood, and all the anger just now disappeared at this moment.

"This is... I'll give it back to you." Mu Yuan was sweating profusely, and his face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Mu Yuansheng pulled out the fruit knife forcefully, and the blood splashed out.

Mu Weian's lips trembled, staring at the blood pouring out, and hurriedly drew a lot of tissues to press the wound, yelling at Nianyao, "What are you still doing in a daze? Call an ambulance!"

Nian Yao was relieved by his yelling, she swallowed nervously, and tremblingly picked up the phone.

"No need." Mu Yuansheng's voice became weak for a few minutes, and there was no light in his eyes. "Look carefully, you will be paid back by the amount of flow..."

Nian Yao bit her lip, her nose sore that her eye sockets instantly became hot and sore.

He is really so decisive, he really wants to break the relationship with her!

He is her son.

When the mother risked her life to give birth to the child, how can she bear to see the child use such a way to separate the relationship with the mother?

Nian Yao's heart is breaking.

She picked up the thin blanket on the sofa and pressed it to his abdomen, not wanting to see the blood flow out.

"No need to pay...No need to pay...enough, enough." Nian Yao's voice was trembling, and his eyes were blurred.

The **** smell of a room shattered her previous persistence.

What the **** is this doing?

Nian Yao didn't know what she was doing.

"Please don't hurt Meng Ying anymore." Mu Yuansheng's face was as pale as paper, and his voice was getting weaker and weaker.

"No, Mom won't hurt her anymore. If you like her, you like her. I won't oppose it anymore and won't stop it anymore." The thin blanket Nian Yao was holding was already wet.

Her hands are full of blood.

As long as the son is well, it doesn't matter who he loves and marries.

She won't object anymore.

It really won't.

Mu Wei'an had already called for an ambulance when Nian Yao came over.

He looked at the mother and son, really didn't know why the trouble was so good.

After Mu Yuansheng finished speaking, he pushed her hand away.

He clutched his chest, his footsteps were a little vacant, and turned around.

"Where are you going?" Nian Yao was too anxious.

Mu Yuansheng has no strength to speak.

He walked to the door, Nan Sang saw that something was wrong with him, and hurriedly greeted him.

Smelling the smell of blood on his body, his eyes fell on his abdomen, which was wet and reflective.

Nan Sang quickly took out his mobile phone, sent a message to Xu Nianhua, and then helped Mu Yuansheng to sit in the back seat.

Nian Yao and Mu Wei'an chased out, "Where did you take him? The ambulance is coming right away."

Nan Sang sat in the cab blankly and drove away.

Nian Yao and Mu Wei'an both panicked.

"Hurry up, keep up."

Mu Weian drove out of the car, and Nian Yao sat in, ignoring the blood on her hands, pointing to the front, "Hurry up, hurry up."

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When Xu Nianhua saw the message from Nansang, he didn't say the reason. He just asked him to prepare for the operation.

The message was sent by Nan Sang, and the person who needed surgery was Mu Yuansheng.

Soon, Nan Sang helped Mu Yuansheng, who was already in a coma, into Xu Nianhua's clinic.