Loving a virtuous wife: The president of the milk dog stands aside

"What nonsense are you talking about? Didn't I tell you to keep the child?"

Shao Tingxun was furious, grabbed the doctor by the neckline, and glared at the doctor.

"Mr. Shao, please keep calm, we have done our best."

"Hu... madam!"

The soft cry of the young nurse behind him.

Lan Die, who heard the news just now, clutched her chest, her eyes were heavy, and she passed out directly.

"Mom!" Shao Tingxun hurriedly handed Landie to the doctor.

"Madam is fine, it's just that the blood pressure has just come up a little bit."

After hearing that Lan Die was fine, Shao Tingxun walked out of the hospital with cold eyes.

And Shao Xiuxun looked at Shao Tingxun's back and shouted angrily, "Shao Tingxun, what are you going to do?! Everyone is here now, why do you want to go out and cause trouble!"

Shao Tingxun didn't stop, and walked straight out, with windy footsteps, and those who passed by him couldn't help but feel chills in their hearts.

……

"Boss Shao, the two of them are inside."

"boom--"

Shao Tingxun with a dead face kicked the door and entered.

"Shao... Mr. Shao."

Yao Jinfeng saw Shao Tingxun appearing, his eyes were terrified, and his body straightened back.

Shao Tingxun glanced coldly at the dagger beside him which was covered with Song Qingyin's blood.

A breath of death approached, Yao Jinfeng trembled in horror, and rushed directly to Shao Tingxun.

"Mr. Shao, I know I was wrong, I know I was wrong!"

……

Yao Jinfeng knelt in front of Shao Tingxun, holding Shao Tingxun's trouser legs tightly.

"Wrong?! If you make a mistake, you think it's over." Shao Tingxun kicked Yao Jinfeng away, stepped forward and directly stepped on Yao Jinfeng's hand.

"It's the knife in this hand, the hand of Xia Qingyin, right?"

Seeing Shao Tingxun staring coldly at his hand with the dagger, Yao Jinfeng shook his head in horror.

Then she kowtowed violently to Shao Tingxun.

"Shao...Mr. Shao, let me go. For the sake of being Qingyin's mother, let me go."

Mother? !
These two titles made Shao Tingxun's heart suffocate even more, the hand holding the knife quickly raised, and then neatly, it directly pierced Yao Jinfeng's hand.

"Ah—" After screaming through the eardrums, the back of Yao Jinfeng's hand was pierced by a sharp blade.

"Mom!" Song Qingle, who was trembling with fear, threw herself directly at Yao Jinfeng, who was pale and sweaty.

"go away!"

Shao Tingxun looked at Song Qingle in disgust, and even felt that his hands were dirty if he did anything to Song Qingle.

"Mr. Shao, let... let us go, we can do whatever you want!" Song Qingle's face was full of tears, and he raised his hand and stroked it with his sleeve.

"I will admit to the outside world what I have done, I will pay back your reputation, and I will obediently go abroad and not disturb your life." The more Song Qingle said, the more excited she became, "Actually, nothing happened to us that day, Mr. Shao, what did I do to you?" I didn't do it either! In the past tense, I was sorry for Qingyin, and I will apologize to Qingyin..."

Looking at Song Qingle who was terrified and pleading, Shao Tingxun's eyes only became colder and colder, "You should do these things, but don't think that this is enough."

He glanced at the side, and the bodyguards pulled Song Qingle away.

Turning his head, he glanced at Song Qingle.

"Okay."

Raising the knife with his hand, Shao Tingxun stabbed Yao Jinfeng at the same place on his abdomen, and the same blood flowed out.

"Mom!" Song Qingle's eyes widened, and she looked at Yao Jinfeng tremblingly, at a loss for what to do.

"Help... an ambulance!"

"Please, call an ambulance and take my mother to the hospital."

……

Nervous Song Qingle desperately asked for help, while taking off the white thorn shirt on her body, covering Yao Jinfeng's wound.

Shao Tingxun looked down at Song Qingle coldly, "Give her the phone."

Then the bodyguard threw the phone in front of Song Qingle, and Song Qingle crawled to pick it up, her hands trembling all the time, a call seemed as long as a century.

"Quick... Come on, someone here is injured..."

After Song Qingle made the phone call, she kowtowed violently to Shao Tingxun with a trembling body.

"Thank you, Mr. Shao."

But in the next second, Shao Tingxun said, "I'm not trying to save her, I just think it's too cheap for her to die like this. I want her to die."

Shao Tingxun's voice was like a voice from hell, Song Qingle couldn't help but stare at Shao Tingxun with wide eyes in horror.

In an instant, the strength in his whole body seemed to be completely drained, and he fell to the ground.

And Shao Tingxun's cool lips parted slightly, "It was your mother just now, now it's your turn."

Song Qingle's spirit had already collapsed. She knew how painful it was to be tortured by Shao Tingxun. She glanced at the dagger beside her and grabbed the knife. She was about to stab her heart directly and choose to commit suicide.

But Shao Tingxun kicked her aside with one force and stopped her behavior.

"Want to die? It's not that simple."

Unable to get up, Song Qingle could only curl up in a corner in despair, trying to turn herself into an invisible person.

"Wow--"

Then there was a cry, which irritated Song Qingle's sensitive nerves, causing her to turn around abruptly from the dark corner.

The moment Song Qingle saw the child, her pupils dilated infinitely, "You...what are you going to do?!"

"What? You don't remember what you did?"

Song Qingle understood, and couldn't help trembling, "Then...how is that child?"

Song Qingle remembered that Song Qingyin's child was taken away by Shao Tingxun afterwards and sent to the hospital.She thought that if the child died, her child might not survive.

There was no answer, and she was dragged directly into the room with brute force, and then she saw a box full of ice.

Her heart skipped a beat, she looked at Shao Tingxun desperately, "Are you going to throw my child into it?"

"If I knew now, why should I be in the first place."

His child has been exposed to the cold wind for so long, so he naturally wants to let her child feel it too.

"Shao...Mr. Shao, if you don't want to let this child go, just give him a good time." Song Qingle begged bitterly.

It's just that it doesn't do anything.

Shao Tingxun's people threw the child into a box full of ice cubes, and the child's desperate cries rang out throughout the room.

Every sound felt like a stab in Song Qingle's heart.

She buried her head, blocked her ears, and didn't want to face or watch, but Shao Tingxun's people pulled her tightly, forcing her to face this heart-breaking scene.

Gradually, gradually...

The child's voice is gone.

Then Shao Tingxun said humanely, "Boss Shao's child is not breathing."

When Song Qingle heard the news, her tense heartstrings broke, she closed her eyes, and passed out.

"President Shao, she..."

"Send it to the hospital."

Then Shao Tingxun glanced at the child in the box.

"Throw that dummy out and burn it."

"Yes, Mr. Shao."

Shao Tingxun hated Song Qingle, but he still couldn't be absolutely cruel.

Although it was Song Qingle's child, after all, he and Song Qingyin happily raised him as their own child for a period of time, so he couldn't directly take the child's life.

"Mr. Shao, what should we do with Song Qingle's child?"

"To the orphanage."

Song Qingle never thought that she would be in the hospital after waking up.

With Shao Tingxun's character, he would definitely kill her, but...

"Are you awake?" At this moment a nurse came in from outside, "Take medicine."

Song Qingle didn't think much about swallowing the pills the nurse sent.

Seeing that she had finished eating obediently, the nurse gave her another examination and then withdrew.

Seeing the nurse retreating, Song Qingle's first reaction was to run away.It's just that as soon as she arrived at the door, a strange man rushed in front of her.

"Sun Wukong eats the old grandson!"

As he spoke, the other party slapped her head hard with his hand.

"Old Chen, what are you doing? You should take your medicine when you come here."

Then came the shrill cry of a child from another room.

The voice made her think of her own child, and her heart trembled. She clutched her chest and squatted on the ground, trembling uncontrollably.

"Miss, are you okay?" At this moment the nurse rushed up.

"Where is this?"

“Hospital, your spirit is a little unstable, so your mother sent you to this place.”

"Mother?! Impossible. My mother was injured and is still in the hospital. It is impossible to send me here."

"Miss, I see that you are getting agitated again." After speaking, the nurse said to another nurse on the side, "Xiao Lin is here to help. There is a patient here who is too agitated. Give her an injection first."

"No, go away, I'm not sick, I don't want an injection."

Song Qingle fled excitedly, and then several male doctors appeared in the ward, and tied her body tightly to the bed.

Then she felt the icy sensation of a cold needle being inserted into her body.

"No—I'm not sick and don't need these things."

However, no matter how much she struggled, it was still useless.

Shao Tingxun returned to the hospital.

"How's the surgery going?"

"Miss Song sent it in time, and the operation was successful, but Miss Song is still in a coma." After a pause, the assistant reported, "Madam has woken up, and her spirit is a little fragile, but Madam seems to regard Xiaojin as a dead Young master, he is holding on and he is unwilling to let go."

"Baby is good, you sleep well, but you can't run around with your mother again, it will scare grandma to death."

"In a few days, baby, I'll take you to buy some new clothes. Look, you've grown up again."

……

Seeing Lan Die hugging Song Qingle's child and muttering to himself, Shao Tingxun's heart choked.

Shao Tingxun stepped forward and snatched the child away.

"Ting Xun, what are you doing, return the child to me quickly, you will scare the baby like this."

"Mom, please wake up, Qingyin and I's child is dead, and now this is Song Qingle's child!"

"No, you are talking nonsense. The child of that crazy woman Song Qingle died. My good grandson is still fine."

Said Lan Die snatched the child from Shao Tingxun's hand again.

Shao Tingxun felt depressed, and stepped forward to firmly grasp Lan Die's shoulder, "Mom, are you going to deceive yourself and others by hugging an executioner's child?"

The three words "executor" made Lan Die's heart tremble, her whole body trembled, her hands trembled, and she couldn't help but let go.

"Wow—" the child burst into tears.

Shao Tingxun's heart tightened, he lifted the child, and turned to look at the person behind him.

"Let the doctor see if it's all right, and if it's all right, send it to the orphanage."