Wang Rui held her and ran outside.
Blood kept dripping onto the ground.
Everyone's gaze suddenly turned to Zhuo Jian.
Zhuo Jian followed Fu Yanye to the hospital.
In less than half an hour, the doctor announced Lin Ruxiang's child was gone.
Lin Ruxiang returned to the ward, and this time she hysterically clutched the bed rails and screamed, "Get out, get out! I don't want to see you again, you wicked woman."
Wang Rui held her tightly from behind, feeling like she wanted to rush out and strangle Zhuo Jian to death.
Zhuo Jian stood at the door, not walking in, as she did not want to provoke a mother who had just lost her child.
Lin Ruxiang, like a ferocious beast, opened its bloody jaws wide and continued to question, "Why do this to me? Since your return, I have treated you with courtesy, treating you like my own sister."
"What have I done to you?"
Zhuo Jian had a bad feeling.
