C792 She Would Die from a Miscarriage!

Zhao Mengqi's face suddenly turned deathly pale.

She was a little scared, so she let go of Zhao Banmeng's hand.

"She... She can't be dead, right?"

Han Shuo shook his hands and touched Zhao Banmeng's nose.

He could barely feel any breath in her nostrils.

His heart suddenly trembled.

"Banmeng..."

"How is it? Miss Zhao, she..."

"She... seems to be dead