"It turns out that the scandals Ms. Gu made before were all framed by these terrorists. They wanted to use Gu's drugs to control the public. Fortunately, Ms. Gu was jealous of evil and didn't want to hurt more people, so she captured the terrorists intelligently. In the process, Ms. Gu was seriously injured, and those criminals also got what they deserved."

"Many people thank Miss Gu for her bravery and hope that she will recover soon."

Gu Manning didn't die. Why didn't she?

And this reporter, obviously, has been bribed and has been cleaning up for Gu manning.

No, Gu Manning and she have been saved, so will her baby also be saved?

Is the baby not dead?

Mu Chu Di couldn't help but smile on her face. When she thought of this, she couldn't help but sit up in pain.

"Hey, what are you doing? You're bleeding. Your wound is splitting."

The little boy saw that Mu Chu Di wanted to go down to the ground, so he quickly stopped him.

"I'm looking for my baby!"

"Well, lie down quickly, or my husband will scold me."

"Baby, I want to find baby."

In Mu Chu Di's mind, there is only baby. Gu Manning is not dead, which makes her hope that the baby is not dead.

See Mu Chu flute like magic Zheng general, say what all don't listen to, just want to find the baby.

The little boy was at a loss and blurted out, "your baby is dead. I saw it with my own eyes."

Mu Chu Di was stunned. His dark eyes were full of madness. "No, I don't believe it. It's impossible. You just said you didn't know."

"I'm not afraid of your sadness. If you don't believe me, I can show you the body. I'm going to bury it."

"You're going to listen to me, in a wheelchair."

The little boy was a little flustered. He ordered someone to push mucchu flute to the back garden.

"Come on."

The little boy urged him to finish it quickly before he came back, otherwise he would be scolded again.

Back garden, a vast meadow.

Mu Chu Di was pushed in the past, only two servants were digging a hole, as if to bury something.

When I walked in, I found that it was a dark thing, the same size as a baby.

"Ah, that's him. He died when he saved you. After saving you, you kept holding the corner of your husband's coat and shouting for the baby. We just went back to look for him. When we found him, he was like this."

"I didn't want to tell you that you haven't recovered. Now that you know all about it, go and bury him yourself!"

Baby!

Mu Chu Di's eyes are red, and a clear tear flows out from the corner of his eyes.

She thought that after her father died, she would never cry again.

But did not expect, she cried again, is for the baby.

She was born less than a month on the death of the baby.

Mu Chu Di drags his rickety body and snatches the black body in the servant's hand.

The servants exclaimed, "Hey, what are you doing?"

They spoke a language that Mu Chu Di had never heard before. She didn't understand what they were saying, and she didn't have the heart to understand it.

In her eyes, only the baby.

The little boy saw that the servant was dissatisfied, so he quickly made a hiss action, forbidding the servant to tell the truth.

Anyway, as long as the Mu Chu Di coax well, let her go back to lie down and rest.

I really don't know what she thinks. If a weak baby like that is shot and explodes, she must die.

In this way, he is not a liar!