Once upon a time, I was a fisherman, and she was unable to resist at all and could only allow cruel fate to oppress her.

But today, is she going to make fish again? She can only lose this child by letting her say? In such a way that she was forced to be humiliated?

Seeing the anesthesiologist coming over with the anesthetic, Zhuo Qianyun struggled harder.

I don’t know where the strength came from, so she pushed away one of the female nurses pressing her with one hand, then directly touched the surgical tray next to the operating table, and picked up a scalpel.

Zhuo Qianyun waved her scalpel randomly, while the doctors and nurses who were originally pressing her exclaimed and retreated one after another. Zhuo Qianyun was finally not being pinned down for the time being.

She held the scalpel tightly in her hand, as if it was the only weapon to protect the child in her belly.

"Qianyun, it's useless. Since I brought you here today, I have made up my mind. Whether you want to put me in jail or kill me, you must do this surgery!" Ye Wenming said.

Zhuo Qianyun panted and stared at the man not far away, "Why do you have to do this? Are you planning to force me to hate you again?"

Over the years, she finally slowly faded the hatred for him, but today, his actions made her hate him again.

Ye Wenming's face showed a bit of bitterness.

Hate, yes, he had known for a long time. How could she not hate him if he used such means to force her to have an abortion?!

How much she cares about the child in her belly will hate him, but...

"Then you hate me." He said softly, "I made this decision today and there was no turning back. When I drove you here, I was ready to hate me for the rest of my life."

He would rather she hate him than she would die in the future!

"You--" Zhuo Qianyun stared at the other party tightly, biting her lip with her teeth.

"You don't really think that you can walk out of the operating room with this scalpel. It's my people outside the operating room now. You can't get out before you complete the operation today." He said so authentically.

"Is that true?" Zhuo Qianyun suddenly turned the scalpel in her hand and pressed towards her neck, "What about now? Can't I get out even if I do this?"

She was betting on how much Ye Wenming cares about her.

Ye Wenming's pupils suddenly tightened, and his eyes stared at the scalpel in Zhuo Qianyun's hand, fearing that the scalpel would really cut her neck with blood.

"Ye Wenming, you let everyone in the operating room and outside the operating room get out of here. I'm leaving here!" Zhuo Qianyun shouted, putting the scalpel closer to her neck.

Suddenly, the sharp knife cut through the surface of her neck, and a wisp of blood flowed down the blade.
Chapter completed!