Tire wanted to save people, but found himself with a chain around his neck, moving just outside the gate.

It flew to, in mid air was pulled down, can only bark ferocious cry, can't stop those people took ginger charm.

"Where are you taking me! Don't touch my child. Who's your head? Let me talk to her. Let me meet her

Jiang Fu was pressed on the wheelchair, his hands were handcuffed in the armrest, no matter how hard he struggled, it was useless.

The nurse pushed her all the way through the security corridor and pressed the key of the elevator. The elevator went to the sixth floor, and it was just a moment later. The door of the elevator was wide open.

The polished marble tiles were spotless, and the bright crystal lights led her to the end of the corridor.

Looking at the three word English in the operating room, Jiang Fu shivered all over, and even her lips turned blue and white.

"Mo Huan! Mo Huan, Jiang querong, you come out, you come out Please, don't kill my children, please... "

Ginger charm has incoherent, big big tears rolling down from the eyes.

The nurse was a little flustered behind her, and said: "cover her mouth and don't let her shout. If Miss Mo hears us, we will all be finished."

The nurses are Chinese, and they communicate in Chinese.

Ginger charm chokes not to stop, has put the contents of their speech word by word heard in the ear.

Miss Mo, is that Mo Huan? Sure enough, the person who bound her came for the sake of her child. The fact that she was pregnant has been known by Mo's family, but why can't Mo Huan hear her shouting?

Could it be that it was just a conjecture, but just one thought made her unable to breathe.

Is it Jin Zuo? Does he want to kill the baby himself because he doesn't want the baby in her stomach?

Ginger charm questioned not export, her mouth was covered by the nurse firmly, a sent into the operating room.

Listening to the thick door closed, her heart sank into the abyss.

In front of the spacious French window, Jin stood with a cup of coffee in his left hand.

Facing the blue sea, his heart also follows the waves, ups and downs for no reason.

This island was invested and bought by him earlier. When he bought it, it was just a small desert island with no resources. It was abandoned and cheap.

But just a few years ago, due to the compression of the submarine plate movement, the cliff Island gradually rose to the surface, and its area more than doubled. Some rare minerals were also found.

With the birth of the mineral industry, many businessmen are willing to invest in it. Therefore, even if he does not rely on the Mo family or inherit the Jin family's equity, he still has a steady stream of income.

He has been sleeping for four years, and Mo Huan has been taking care of the island -

in addition to mining, she has also found developers to open houses, airports and scenic spots on the island.

The original desert island is now full of vigor and vitality, and gradually becomes lively.

There is no official name for this island. When he proposed to Mo Huan, he intended to give it to her. Naturally, she would like to have a name.

But now, the idea of marriage proposal, he is more and more hesitant.

"Dudu." There is a knock at the door.

"Come in."

Jin left conveniently put down the coffee cup and closed the curtain with the remote control.

Secretary Mo Yin strides in, bows to Jin Zuoyi respectfully, and then says:

"blood samples of pregnant women have been taken, and the results can be obtained in six hours, with an accuracy of about 99.99%."

Jin Zuo nodded and asked in a deep voice:

"how is she?"

Mo Yin hesitated for a moment, but replied honestly:

"not very good."