C917 The Bride Is 17 Years Old

"It hurts..." Xia Bingqing was in extreme pain in the backseat of the car. She held Xiao Yin's hand tightly and tears flowed out.

Mu Yuesen pursed his lips and did not say anything. The car sped up to the fastest speed. He needed to go to the hospital immediately. He could not bear the fact that she felt a little uncomfortable.

"Bingqing, don't be nervous. Relax. Take a deep breath