Sweet Wife in My Arms

Chapter 164 She Was Knocked Unconscious

She raised her hand and was about to slap him when the secretary screamed.

"Xiang Ke, what are you doing?"

Song Yang stood up suddenly and held Xiang Ke's hand angrily, "Have you had enough?"

"Have you had enough?" Xiang Ke muttered to herself. At this time, she had already entered the play, her own play.

"What do you mean by enough? You say?" She took a step forward, but Song Yang could not help but take a step back.

"Who was it that accompanied you to fight in this city, who would rather not eat or drink, and never let you go hungry."

"Who has not bought me a piece of clothing or changed a bag in three years."

"Who picked up one bottle after another from the trash can, who gave up his self-esteem and everything, just to fulfill you."

"You said, now that you have money, do you want me to fulfill you again, to fulfill you two dogs and bitches?"

Xiang Ke kept moving forward, every step was a pointer to Song Yang, every sentence made Song Yang feel ashamed, and at this time, Song Yang raised his hand, snapped, and slapped Xiang Ke's pale face.

This slap was very hard and very acting, in fact, it was just acting, just find an angle, but Yan Huan said at the time that he had to slap, slap hard, and finally the slap finally fell.

And Xiang Ke's body also fell backwards, and she fell to the ground, and her stomach hit the table hard.

"Let's go," Song Yang pulled his secretary and was about to leave, but when he reached the door, he stopped again.

"Xiang Ke, since you have seen everything, you can do whatever you want. It's been five years, and you can't even have a child. Tell me, what do I want you to do?" He cruelly stabbed Xiang Ke again.

But everyone knew it.

Xiang Ke was pregnant, but their conditions did not allow it at that time. If they had a child, if Xiang Ke did not work, then where would the family expenses come from? Not to mention raising a child, even they themselves would find it difficult to support.

Later, Xiang Ke went to the doctor alone to remove the child. At that time, she was lying on the cold bed alone, tears streaming down her face, for the child she had no chance to have, for the child she had killed with her own hands.

Song Yang left with his secretary, but he didn't know that Xiang Ke was holding her stomach at this time, and blood was flowing out of her body.

I don't know how long it took, Xiang Ke put her hand on her stomach, and the pain told her that she was losing something. And she couldn't even stop it.

"No," Yan Huan suddenly opened her eyes. At this moment, she didn't know whether she was Xiang Ke or Yan Huan.

She wanted to save her child, her unborn child, her six-month-old child. She wanted to stand up, but her legs didn't have the slightest strength.

Huang Ming thought Yan Huan was going to call for a stop, but she didn't. She actually did something that even Huang Ming didn't expect. She lay on the ground and crawled forward with all her strength. Blood kept flowing out from under her body, but she still grabbed the ground with her five fingers tightly grasping the ground. You could almost see her broken nails.

In her eyes, bloody red was full of despair, and there was the kind of tragedy that almost collapsed.

She seemed to still have the doctor's words in her ears.

The child was formed.

The child was dead.

The child's blood was taken away, and the child was thrown into the trash can by her biological father like garbage.

"Ah..." Suddenly, Yan Huan held her head and screamed. She pulled her hair hard, almost falling into that terrible madness.

Then, she fell to the ground softly, but even if she closed her eyes, she still felt the kind of reluctance and deep despair.

Lu Yi said that it was a girl.

Lu Yi said that he buried her daughter for her.

Huanhuan, Yiling was frightened. She quickly dropped the things in her hands, ran over and hugged Yan Huan's head. Yan Huan really fell asleep at this time. She was driven crazy by this kind of negative emotion that she had never experienced before.

"Huanhuan, don't scare me!" Yiling kept slapping Yan Huan's face. Her face was swollen because of the real slap just now. One side of her face was big and the other side was small, which was very uncoordinated.

But it cannot be denied that even if her face is asymmetrical, she is still a woman blessed by God. Her beauty, no matter when, always has her own special.

"Well, don't hit her face," Li Yuebing, the actor who plays Song Yang, ran over quickly, "You will swell her face."

And Yiling glared at her.

"Didn't you make my Huanhuan's face swollen? Didn't you knock my Huanhuan unconscious?"

Li Yuebing was confused. He was really wronged. Yan Huan asked him to slap her. She said that if she didn't do it for real, the effect wouldn't be good. He said that they all had to sacrifice themselves for art.

He offered his hand, and Yan Huan offered his face.

But his strength wasn't that great. This was acting. This was really acting. He had no internal strength or internal skills. He hit the person, and everyone saw it, but he really didn't knock the person unconscious. He really didn't.

He didn't have that ability.

He really didn't knock the person unconscious.

"Let's send him to the hospital first," Li Yuebing was also anxious. He was also afraid that he really knocked him unconscious with a slap. In fact, he didn't. He looked at his hand and his face turned bitter.

Yiling hugged Yan Huan and cried bitterly. She didn't know what to do. What if Yan Huan really got into trouble? How would she live in the future?

When the ambulance came, the doctor said that Yan Huan was just too tired and had a cold, so he fainted. He just needed to rest for a few days.

And Yiling finally stopped glaring at people, wiped away her tears, and followed the doctor to the hospital.

"Did you take the video just now?" Huang Ming wiped the sweat from his head. He was scared to death. And did you really take the video just now? Such a wonderful shot, he had never seen it in his life. Even if the person fainted, he was so dedicated in the end. Where can you find such a good actor?

And he also remembered Yan Huan. In the future, he must let Yan Huan play in his movies.

Yan Huan didn't know at all, because she was too immersed in the play, she couldn't distinguish the reality from the past, but Huang Ming thought she was too dedicated, but in fact, it was clearly her own magic.

When they arrived at the hospital, the nurse gave Yan Huan an IV drip, and Yan Huan's face looked much better. In fact, she was not fainted now, but just fell asleep. When a person's physical strength reaches the limit, or the spirit is too tense, as long as they relax, they may be like this. As long as they have a good sleep, they will be fine.

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