The Wife Is Like Fire: the President of Hidden Marriage Is Sultry!

The breath of the priest's body suddenly cooled.

His narrow eyes were slightly raised, and his eyes were scarlet and he looked at Mu Wanqing emotionally, "Mu Mu, I promised not to get in between you and Ye Yuchen, but..."

The priest's words paused a little.

He couldn't help holding Mu Wanqing's wrist tighter, and looked at her firmly and slightly sullenly, "I can't do it, watching you make fun of your life like this!"

When the voice fell, the priest's arm suddenly retracted.

He dragged Mu Wanqing to the operating room regardless, and the two were constantly struggling with each other in the corridor.

"Priest, you let me go! Don't let me hate you!"

Mu Wanqing's eyes were reddish, she twisted her wrist desperately, trying to withdraw her arm from his hand, but she was not as strong as a man after all.

Qiao Wei was a little flustered, "Priest...Priest, calm down!"

She tried to lie between the two, preparing to help Mu Wanqin, but was suddenly pushed aside by the priest, "You stop me now, and when Mu Mu has an accident, will you be able to bear this responsibility?"

"I..." Qiao Wei was speechless for a while.

"Mumu, let's go!" The priest's eyes were still scarlet, and the demon-like expression from **** did not retreat in the slightest.

Mu Wanqing shook his head, "No...no!"

While struggling, she suddenly felt a pain in her lower abdomen, and the strength of her arm was weakened a lot, as if the meridians were drained, causing her limbs to gradually soften...

A little cold sweat came out on Mu Wanqing's forehead, "Let go of me... my stomach hurts! Priest, my stomach hurts..."

She clenched her teeth, and tightly covered her lower abdomen with the other hand that was not held, with an ominous premonition in her heart.

Hearing this, the priest's body suddenly froze.

He looked at Mu Wanqing sideways, and saw her pale face, his heart suddenly tightened, "Mu Mu...What's wrong with Mu Mu!"

Mu Wanqing bends down slowly, without speaking.

Qiao Wei looked flustered, "Doctor...I'll call a doctor!"

When the voice fell, she ran to the consulting room just now, and immediately brought Dr. Zeng over and pushed Mu Wanqing into the ward.

Mu Wanqing was lying weakly on the hospital bed.

Her face was a little pale, her slightly squinted eyes looked at the doctor in a vague manner, and her hands were still restlessly on her lower abdomen.

"Fortunately, nothing major."

Doctor Zeng looked at the priest reproachfully, "Regardless of whether the child decides to stay or not, the fetus is less than three months old. In any case, pregnant women should not be stimulated!"

The hostility of the priest's whole body was slightly restrained.

He slipped his hands into his pants pockets, his eyelids drooping slightly, "It's my fault, it won't be anymore."

Doctor Zeng shook his head helplessly.

She sighed, "Whether to leave the child or not, the decision should be made by both husband and wife. No matter how Miss Mu and Di Shao choose, I will respect your decision."

"If I insist on keeping this child, I will try my best, but there is no way to keep the result..."

Dr. Zeng looked at the priest, somewhat meaningfully, "As for Si Shao, I know you are worried about Miss Mu, but things like this shouldn’t happen again."

The priest nodded solemnly.

It's because he didn't think about it well, but he was also too nervous that Mu Wanqing would have an accident, but he didn't expect to...

"Doctor! My child..." Mu Wanqing was a little excited to get up, but was pushed back by Qiao Wei.