Chapter 77 Try to accuse her again
"She said my baby couldn't survive and asked me to have it removed... When I refused, she pushed me..."
"Evidence?" Nanchuan Shijue suddenly went crazy and grabbed Lin Leixi's hair fiercely. "Try to accuse her again!"
Every word stabbed at his chest.
The pain made him lose his mind, and he almost grabbed her head and banged it against the wall.
"Master, please calm down!" Moss hurriedly stopped him.
The doctor was so frightened that he waved his hands repeatedly: "Pregnant women need absolute rest... She is still in the critical period..."
Lin Leixi widened her eyes in fear and covered her abdomen with one hand: "My stomach hurts...ah, it hurts so much..."
She suddenly trembled twice, her eyelids drooped, and she fainted.
Nanchuan Shijue suddenly let go, took a few steps back, and a look of infinite panic flashed across his face.
This panicked expression was exactly the same as the day the young master discovered that Miss Ning had had an abortion...
"Hurry, show it to Miss Lin." Moss shouted.
He knew what this child meant to the young master. He knew this child was the young master's only hope...
If anything happens to the child, the young master will once again be thrown into the valley of despair.
"The patient fainted from excessive panic... Master Nanchuan, you must stop threatening and irritating the patient. Otherwise, the child's life will be in jeopardy..."
Lin Leixi closed her eyes tightly, her whole body soaked in cold sweat.
Fortunately, she was smart and pretended to faint in time, otherwise there was no telling what the crazy Nanchuan Shijue would do...
Nanchuan Shijue untied his tie and slumped in his chair, while videos of the garden from various angles were playing on the screen in a loop.
Ning Fengsheng was standing beside the flower-shaped archway. Just before Lin Leixi fell, she raised her right hand.
The place where the right hand was extended was obscured by the shadow of the flowers.
Nanchuan Shijue pushed the screen open with his index finger and thumb, zooming in and out again and again...
He looked for any clues that might help her.
Only in this way can he save himself!
There's no evidence...that she didn't do it.
But there is no conclusive evidence to prove that she was the one who did it!
He suddenly smiled sadly, his heart burning as if thrown into a blazing flame...
He slammed his fist against the wall. Was he still making excuses for her until this moment?
"No...don't...Miss Ning, don't push me...Please, don't hurt my baby...Brother Jue, Brother Jue, save me..."
On the hospital bed, Lin Leixi, who was in a coma, suddenly muttered in fear.
"I would rather die than let you hurt my baby... wuwu..."
She cried bitterly, tears streaming down her face.
Nanchuan Shijue's whole body froze, and a terrible blood color filled his eyes.
The tablet was smashed to the ground, and his foot ran over it heavily...
"Can you...get rid of that child? I don't like other women bearing your children..."
"You've already killed my first child, and you want to kill another?"
Nanchuan Shijue sneered crazily once again. Was her kindness to him these past few days really a "last meal"?!
"Master, your... phone keeps ringing." Moss looked at the nearly crazy master, not knowing what to do.
Nanchuan Shijue's eyes were empty as he pulled out his vibrating phone...
The music is Ning Fengsheng's soft and sweet singing voice.
The voice that was originally healing and sweet now became the sharpest knife, cutting his throat.
Looking at the word "Shengbao" jumping on the screen, he threw the phone hard and it smashed to the ground.
The world is quiet and no longer noisy.
After a while, Moss's cell phone rang. It was Miss Ning.
…
Ning Fengsheng's pale face was hidden in the twilight. She stood in the garden, trying to recreate the scene.
The bloodstains on the ground were cleaned up by the servants...
She entered the monitoring room again. The lush rose arch blocked her view, and Lin Laxi was always shrouded in the shadows of the flowers.
She hit the pause button.
When Lin Leixi slapped her, it was perfectly hidden, but when she raised her hand to stop the other person's action, it was captured on camera.
Because she was outside the flower-shaped arch.
Ning Fengsheng looked blankly at the falling rose petals, swirling in the wind, withering along with her heart.
The monitoring room was glowing with a faint blue light late at night, and that surveillance video was watched over and over again.
Until dawn, she curled up in the monitor chair and fell asleep.
"You pushed her with your right hand?"
In the dream, Nanchuan Shijue stood in front of the operating room door with his back to her, and the incandescent light made his shadow look cold and silent.
When she reached out to hug him, he grabbed her wrist tightly and pressed her into the thorny rose wall: "It's this hand again... the hand that stabbed my heart..."
"Nanchuan Shijue, you believe me!"
"Feel it?" He grabbed her right hand and pressed it on Lin Leixi's stomach. "The thing you destroyed..."
He pressed her hand firmly in and pulled out a fetus covered in blood...
Ning Fengsheng shook his head frantically and shouted, "It wasn't me who pushed it..."
"Her uterine wall is as thin as a cicada's wing... Why did you push her? Why did you involve innocent people..."
"I don't……"
"Ning Fengsheng, you killed one of my children, and now you're killing my second. You executioner..."
Nanchuan Shijue laughed ferociously and pressed the scalding cigar into the palm of her right hand.
…
Ning Fengsheng woke up from his shock, covered in sweat.
Three days of nightmares.
Nanchuan Shijue didn't come back, and she would call Moss every day to ask about the situation...
The response I got was: Under treatment.
Perhaps with Nanchuan Spyker beside him, Moss was not in a position to say too much and would hang up after just a few words.
She was like a prisoner being tortured to death, unable to do anything except wait for his death sentence.
Ning Fengsheng's hands and feet were cold. When he got out of bed softly, he smelled a faint smell of cigar in the air.
She glanced at the ashtray and saw the remains of a cigar.
Ning Fengsheng went downstairs to ask the servants and received a positive reply: "The young master did come back last night, apparently to get something, and left before dawn this morning."
Gone…?
He didn't wake her up, didn't question her, didn't get angry, but he went into her room and looked at her for a long time...
It takes him at least 2 hours to finish smoking a cigar...
…
The Ferris wheel is an interweaving of light and shadow.
Nanchuan Spyker leaned against the safety railing of the carousel, his black haute couture suit standing out from the pink all over the garden.
"I've made a joke of myself." His scarlet lips cracked as he sneered, "Little guy, don't choose me as your father in your next life."
In his right hand, the porcelain-white urn was tied with a pink lace bow and engraved with Nanchuan Sheng——
Nanchuan Shijue lowered her eyes, staring at the porcelain box with a loving gaze, as if she saw Ning Fengsheng nestled in her arms and mumbling, "So arrogant, so fierce, what if my child turns out to be like you?"
"It will only be like you."
"I'm not good like you. I'm so naughty, noisy, and spoiled... I'm hard to please."
"Ning Fengsheng, you're quite self-aware."
The moment the colorful lights came on, Nanchuan Shijue stepped onto the pumpkin carriage holding the urn.
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