Ling Yiran was stunned, "It doesn't matter if you lose the bet?"

"If you lose, you will have no life, but...If Zhuo Qianyun is really indifferent to his life and death, then it means that in Zhuo Qianyun's heart, he has no weight. Since this is the case, life or death is no longer important to him." Yi Jinli replied.

Ling Yiran was stunned. It seemed that Ye Wenming still won the bet. At least, although Sister Zhuo didn't love him anymore, she was not as indifferent to his life and death.

Ye Wenming was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment. Fortunately, the wound was not deep, but he lost a lot of blood. In the end, he still lost 400 ml of blood to be on the safe side.

But even when the blood was transfusion, Ye Wenming still held Zhuo Qianyun's hand tightly and refused to let go.

It was as if once it was released, I was afraid that I would never be able to catch her again.

In the ward, there seemed to be no other sound except the sound of infusion.

Ling Yiran and Yi Jinli also retreated outside the ward. At this moment, there were only two of them in the room.

Zhuo Qianyun looked at Ye Wenming, "You let go of your hand. Even if you hold it like this, it will be meaningless."

"I just want you to promise me that you won't abort this child," he said.

She was silent.

"Qianyun, you can scold me, beat me, or even kill me, but don't give up this child, okay!" Ye Wenming said, "You said that Guo Xinli is innocent, and asked me to let Guo Xinli go, but this child is also innocent!"

Zhuo Qianyun's body trembled suddenly. After a while, she finally spoke and said hoarsely, "Okay, I won't abort this child."

"Really?" He was startled, and a hint of hope rose in his eyes. "You really want to keep this child?"

"Yes, I left this child, but Ye Wenming. I left this child, not because of you, but because this is an innocent little life!" she said.

"Okay, okay, I know, I know!" Ye Wenming said repeatedly.

"Then now, can you let go?" Zhuo Qianyun said [Noun Novels     www.wmxs.info].

Ye Wenming slowly let go of his hand, but the moment he let go, he was still reluctant to leave.

When Zhuo Qianyun walked out of the ward, Ling Yiran greeted her, "Sister Zhuo, how are you? Ye Wenming and you..."

"I promised him to leave this child behind." Zhuo Qianyun said, her face full of fatigue.

Ling Yiran heard this and didn't know if she should breathe a sigh of relief. If Sister Zhuo firmly abolished the child, she still didn't know what Ye Wenming would react!

"Then I'll send you back now." Ling Yiran said.

Zhuo Qianyun nodded.

The car drove to the convenience store. As soon as Zhuo Qianyun got home, Zhuo's mother was shocked when she saw the blood stains on her daughter's clothes.

"Why are you so much blood on your body? Where did you get hurt? What happened?" Zhuo's mother asked anxiously.

Zhuo Qianyun said in a tired voice, "Mom, this is not my blood, it is Ye Wenming's blood."

Zhuo's mother was shocked, "His blood, did you meet him this afternoon?"

Zhuo Qianyun hesitated for a moment, and finally made up her mind and said, "Mom, I'm pregnant, it's Ye Wenming's child!"

Zhuo's mother was stunned, "What did you say? Are you pregnant?"
Chapter completed!