C8 Dismembered with Death

When Xia Qingning slowly woke up, she felt as if her entire body was about to fall apart. Every part of her body felt a piercing pain.

She looked at the ceiling and the light in her eyes dimmed bit by bit. Hsu Mochen, do you know that the little bit of blood you want is the life that I rely on to survive?

You still say that you want to save her. You don't care about my life or death for a long time?

At ten o'clock in the morning, Xia Qingning received a phone call. He clearly asked her to take care of that woman from today onwards. If she didn't agree, he would make the Xia's go bankrupt.

She laughed at herself. Why was she so blind back then?

After noon, Xia Qingning still came to Lau Ying's ward.

The woman on the bed looked very well. She did not look like a patient who needed blood transfusion.

"I thought I could let you transfuse blood yesterday, but it was ruined by that damn old man." Lau Ying saw her standing there. Her expression was full of viciousness.

Xia Qingning tightly clenched her fists, desperately trying to control her thoughts of making a move.

Grandfather had already done too much for her and she could not be easily angered by this kind of woman.

Seeing that Xia Qingning still did not speak, she rolled her eyes and said, "I want to drink the porridge of the Hee's in East Lane."

Xia Qingning frowned. East Lane was too far away from here. She would take at least two hours to travel back and forth.

"It's too far. The porridge will be cold when I come back."

Lau Ying tilted her head. She glanced at Lau Ying. "If I tell you to go, you can go. If you bring back the casserole, will the porridge still be cold?"

Xia Qingning was just about to say something when Lau Ying interrupted, "Are you going or not? If not, I will tell Young Master Hsu."

"I will go." Xia Qingning squeezed out two words from between her teeth, pulled open the door and went out. Behind her, Lau Ying revealed a trace of a sly smile.

Xia Qingning, as long as you stay by Hsu Mochen's side for a day, that man's gaze will always follow you.

Since that's the case, how can I let you go?!

As for that old man, he will not die a good death either!

When Xia Qingning returned, the sky was already dark. She rushed into the room and just happened to see Hsu Mochen talking to Lau Ying in the ward.

Seeing her come in, Hsu Mochen said coldly, Looks like you really don't care about the Xia family? "

Before Xia Qingning could say anything, Lau Ying said, "Young Master Hsu, I asked Miss Xia to buy porridge for me."

"Miss Xia, please give the porridge to me."

Xia Qingning walked over and put the porridge down. Hsu Mochen's gaze stopped at the spot where she was burned for a second and then moved away. Just as he was about to feed Lau Ying, the phone in his pocket rang.

Seeing Hsu Mochen go out, Lau Ying said to Xia Qingning, "Give me a cup of water."

The moment Xia Qingning turned around, Lau Ying quickly took out a small paper bag from under the pillow and poured it into the porridge.

Hsu Mochen came back very quickly. Xia Qingning could only stand by the side and look out the window, pretending not to hear them.

Hsu Mochen, I really appreciate your heartlessness.

At this time, Lau Ying's face suddenly turned pale. She covered her abdomen and started to cry out in pain, "Young Master Hsu, my stomach..."

"Call the doctor!" Hsu Mochen anxiously roared at Xia Qingning.

Xia Qingning felt cold when she saw the red light at the door of the emergency room.

Soon, the red light went out and the doctor walked out. His expression was solemn. "Young Master Hsu, it's a pity that the baby in the patient's womb was not saved because of the medicine."

When Hsu Mochen heard this, his eyes suddenly turned sharp. He looked at Xia Qingning and said, "Since that's the case, I will let Xia family accompany the child."