Chapter 452

"Why is this sachet in your hand?"

Leng Yihuang is too familiar with this. Now Lin Xiaomi can't eat without it.

She has a lot of vomit, and the aroma can depress the tumbling in her stomach.

At this time, Wen Xiaoxiao took out the sachet, and it was wrapped layer by layer. The intention is self-evident.

Leng Yihuang only felt his heart tremble, and the green veins on his clenched fist burst up.

Suddenly something flashed in his mind. He couldn't catch it quickly, but a feeling of sadness and disappointment suddenly rose in his heart.

Wen Xiaoxiao saw that his face was very gloomy. In the face of Leng Yihuang, especially when he was serious and gloomy, she was always instinctively afraid of him.

This is a man who doesn't speak and can make people tremble just by his momentum. He doesn't know how Xiaomi usually gets along with him.

How hard the psychological quality should be.

Leng Yihuang asked her, Wen Xiaoxiao subconsciously stepped back on both sides and stood behind Weng.

"I took it from the head of your bed when I went to Xiaomi and asked the servant to bring you the change clothes."

She hung her head and could feel the cold and sharp eyes that could not be ignored. She swallowed her saliva and continued to say: "before that, grandfather Weng also showed me. At that time, I was also very uncomfortable. Grandfather Weng checked me and said that I had contacted safflower. He said that the aroma of safflower is rich and can be smelled in a long distance."

"I repeatedly thought that I had never touched anything like that in those days. The only one was the sachet I smelled in Xiaomi. In fact, I went to find Xiaomi that day just for this matter."

"I've heard about the origin of this sachet from Xiaomi, and I know the relationship between him and you, but I think for Xiaomi's sake, everything is carefully checked, isn't it?"

For the sake of Xiaomi, even after master Leng blames her, she doesn't care so much.

She handed the sachet to Weng, but she stepped back.

After all, she has a baby in her stomach. She can't make fun of the baby.

Old Weng saw her careful action, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

Take a deep sniff of sachets, brow slightly frown.

Wen Xiaoxiao then handed over a pair of scissors.

When Weng opened the sachet, the contents were exposed immediately.

So rich aroma, Wen Xiaoxiao quickly covered his nose, anxiously asked: "grandfather Weng, what's the matter, is there Safflower in it?"

"No

"No?"

Weng nodded: "no, it's all good medicine for pregnant women with vomiting. It's suitable for pregnant women to smell."

Wen Xiaoxiao is embarrassed immediately. She glances at master Leng from the corner of her eyes for fear that he will blame him.

Is she really wrong?

"Although there is no Safflower in this sachet, the girl is definitely caused by long-time contact with safflower. You can check the rest by yourself."

Weng said, yawning. These days, he is too tired.

"I'll leave my granddaughter Weng Ling. It's time for her to come out and practice. Don't look for me any more."

That's why Mr. Weng, knowing the identity of young master Leng, can speak so directly and mercilessly.

"Grandfather Weng, let me take you back." Wen Xiaoxiao said.

"No more."

Wen Xiaoxiao steps, standing in the same place a little embarrassed, with master Leng stay in a room, feel the air pressure in the room has become low.

Leng Yihuang got up and went to the place where Weng had just Sat. he picked up the cut sachet with his fingertips and flashed a chill in his eyes.

"That I misunderstood just now. Doctor Cheng was here yesterday. I and I said you wouldn't let anyone disturb me and let him drive me back. I'll say sorry to doctor Cheng when I see him later. "

"No

Leng Yihuang repackaged the sachet and turned back to the ward.

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"I heard Xiaoxiao talk about sachets. Do you think it has anything to do with Cheng Jie that I almost miscarried?" When Lin Xiaomi woke up, he improved a lot. He lay on the bed and asked the man who was cutting apples.

Leng Yihuang kept pointing: "I'll take care of this. Don't worry about it. You forget what Weng said, don't you? Your most important task now is to have a good rest. "

If it was normal, she would definitely listen to him.

Only this matter, she really can't completely give him to deal with.

Someone is trying to harm her child. She must find out this person.

What's the relationship between Cheng Jie and him?

In front of Cheng Jie and Cheng Min, she has never been absolutely sure.

In the matter of Cheng Min, he is always partial, now is Cheng Jie, and she has no real evidence.

Lin Xiaomi's voice was slightly cold: "do you believe Cheng Jie? You don't think it's him? ""I said leave it to me and eat apples." He diced the apple and put a bamboo stick in it to feed it to his mouth.

Lin Xiaomi refused to eat: "OK, I can not care, but you tell me, how do you deal with it? Tell me, do you believe that Cheng Jie has something to do with my almost miscarriage? "

Leng Yihuang's face was a little heavy.

Lin Xiaomi got angry and took his silence as default.

She turned her back to him in anger.

Although she has no real evidence for this matter, she shares Wen Xiaoxiao's view.

The safflower they both had contact with must have appeared in their home.

In addition to Cheng Jie, she really can't think of anyone else who will harm her baby. Of course, Cheng Jie is not for himself, he is for another woman in this hospital.

Other things, she can let go, can accommodate, but only this thing.

She almost lost the porridge, the so-called mother is strong.

She would never allow anyone to hurt her children.

Looking at her thin back, Leng Yihuang's face is more ugly, but he is still silent.

After sitting for a while, she put the fruit tray on the table and walked out of the room without disturbing her rest.

Next to the window at the end of the corridor, Leng Yihuang stands by the window. In the night sky, the moon and stars are bright.

He can't hide the lonely depression in his handsome back.

The cold wind whistling outside the window, ah Xing stood in the distance, looking at the man with only a thin shirt, hesitated for a moment, or walked past.

"Young master, it's too cold. You'd better go back to the ward."

"Do you have cigars?"

“…… No Ah Hsing paused and took out his cigarette from his pocket. "But I have a cigarette."

Leng Yihuang turned his head and took a look. He still held out his hand and took a piece of it.

The strong smell of smoke filled his mouth, and his brow frowned. He was not adapted to the cheap smell of smoke.

Ah Xing did not dare to say more. At such a moment, he could not calm his emotions like the young lady, so he could only stand quietly with him.

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