me are women.Fu Yan returned to Bieyuan. Liu Jie said that the stove in the Bieyuan kitchen had malfunctioned. Song Qing霜 wanted to drink bird's nest porridge, but she was picky about her taste and we...Fu Yan woke up from the pain of her uterus contracting. She opened her eyes abruptly and instinctively reached for her abdomen, but instead, she felt a large, long finger.

Too familiar, this hand has once measured every inch of her skin.

He was the one who pushed her into the abyss with his own hands.

The disgust and rejection in her eyes were clearly reflected in Huo Mingzheng's.

"What is Huo Zong doing" Fu Yan was very weak, her voice hoarse.

Her face and lips were pale, even her eyes seemed covered with a layer of mist, but her gaze was fixed on the ceiling lamp, dark and unseeing.

Not even an extra glance was given to Huo Mingzheng.

Time passes minute by minute.

Fu Yan's originally pale face, the corners of her eyes were reddening inch by inch.

Her body trembled uncontrollably, her heart ripped apart with pain that made it impossible to breathe.

"Whatever you want to eat, I'll have Cao Fang make it." The man's voice was unusually hoarse.

The warmth of his hand constantly traveled to her, yet it could never warm the skin on her abdomen.

With a sudden twinge in her abdomen, Fu Yan knew what it meant. She clenched her teeth, fighting against the tremors that threatened to wrack her body. A stifled sob escaped her throat, but she quickly choked it back down.

She let out a breath and scoffed, a single tear rolling from her eye into the pillow, blooming into a wet stain. "Where would I dare trouble General Ho"

She felt Huo Mingzheng's hand stiffen, and there was no sense of exhilaration in her heart, not even a single feeling.

"The doctor said your emotions shouldn't fluctuate too much right now."

"Then could I trouble Mr. Huo to go out" Her voice was cold and different from her usual self.

Huo Mingzheng withdrew his hand, pulled the blanket up for her, and seemed to have not heard what she said, "Go to sleep for a while, and eat something when you wake up."

Fu Yan took a deep breath, her lips trembling as she uttered two words, "good."

She suddenly sat up from the bed, "Since Mr. Huo won't go out, then I will."

"Fu Yan!" Huo Mingzheng suddenly grabbed her shoulder, his voice stern. "What do you want to do!"

"Just breathing the same air as you makes me want to vomit."

Ho Mingzheng forcefully pinned her to the hospital bed, controlling her shoulders to keep her from getting up. Fu Yan also gave up struggling. Upon seeing the "Level 1 Care" sign hanging above the bed, she seemed to have lost all vitality.

Her eyes were lifeless.

Ho Mingzheng's breath caught, his hand on her shoulder clenching tightly. Half his face was hidden in the dim light, "Is that so You don't want to see me at all"

However, his response was a lifeless stare from Fu Yan. She seemed to be looking at him, but there was no trace of him in her eyes. A heavy gloom threatened to engulf her.

In the dimly lit room, the man's figure gradually stretched longer. The door opened and the man walked out. At the moment the door closed, a stifled sob echoed through the room.

The crying was muffled, like someone had covered their head with something. They were biting down on something and trembling.

The doorknob creaked under the man's grip, his knuckles bulging with veins that rose in a terrifying arc, as if about to tear through flesh.

When Qin Heng saw him come out, he wanted to walk forward.

Ho Mingzheng glanced over at Cao Fang with an unchanged expression and said calmly, "Tell Ji Lin to come in and have a look."

"Yes, Mr. Huo," Cao Fang put away the worry in his eyes.

Huo Mingzheng walked silently toward the bathroom.

Qin Heng, observing the subtle abnormality in their footsteps, stopped Solan and Cao Yuan, then followed Huo Mingzheng's pace.

The moment the bathroom door closed, Huo Mingzheng supported himself against the wall with one hand, a mouthful of blood gushing out from his throat and splattering onto the pristine white sink, a horrifying sight.. Her beautiful phoenix eyes were even redder than Fu Yan's.She politely nodded to Huo Mingzheng.Actually, Fu Yan knew that Ji Qing was more nervous than anyone else about Ji Lin, she just got used to...