Entering the wrong room, I became pregnant with the twins of the richest man

"What are you doing here?" Si Moli said, "Get out."

After saying that, he directly pulled his hand away from Lin Zhen, and then pushed Song Nianhe hard.

"what!"

Song Nianhe screamed, his whole body lost control, and he fell backwards.

She was so scared that she was sweating all over.

My back was soaked in an instant.

She is a pregnant woman!

This fall, if something goes wrong and the child cannot be saved, what should we do?

How will she survive in the future? How will she explain to Si Moli when he regains his memory one day?

No matter what happens, in Song Nianhe's heart, the child is more important than anything else!

Song Nianhe tried her best to stabilize her body, but Si Moli pushed her with too much force, and she couldn't stand firm at all.

All she could do was protect her belly, close her eyes, and wait for herself to fall to the ground.

Fortunately, the imagined wrestling did not come.

"Nianhe!"

Song Zhixu, with quick eyes and quick hands, took one step with his long legs, taking three steps and two steps at a time, and hurriedly ran over to catch Song Nianhe.

But because the inertia of Song Nianhe's fall was too great, Song Zhixu couldn't hold on.

However, the second before he fell to the ground, Song Zhixu used his body as a human cushion.

He fell to the ground.

Song Nianhe fell on him.

A false alarm.

Song Zhixu's hanging heart slowly eased down, still breathing heavily.

As long as you didn't fall, it'll be fine if you fall on him, you won't get hurt.

As for himself...Song Zhixu doesn't feel anything yet.

The people around him quickly gathered around and helped Song Nianhe up.

"How are you?"

"Are you injured anywhere?"

"Speak, Nianhe."

"Call the doctor to come and take a look!"

"Does it hurt anywhere?"

Song Nianhe was in shock and could not recover. He was stunned with his mouth half open. His throat was dry and itchy, and he could not make any sound or answer.

She looked at Si Moli, then looked down at Song Zhixu.

Song Zhixu supported the ground and slowly stood up with Song's father's support.

"I'm fine," Song Zhixu waved his hands repeatedly, regardless of his own situation, and quickly asked Song Nianhe, "Are you okay?"

It's no problem for him to fall, but Song Nianhe can't fall!

Song Nianhe shook his head, paused, and nodded again.

Is this something or nothing?

"I...I'm fine." Song Nianhe replied, "Brother, I...I..."

She was stunned, unable to speak a complete sentence.

Song Zhixu held his waist and rubbed the painful parts of his body.

It’s a small thing, it doesn’t matter, you don’t need to mention it, and you won’t complain.

But Xu Anya saw it.

She knew that Song Zhixu didn't want Song Nianhe to blame himself and feel guilty, so she chose not to say anything.

She also chose to stand silently beside Song Zhixu, massaging the painful areas for him to activate blood circulation and remove blood stasis.

At this time, the doctor also rushed over in a hurry.

"What's going on? What's going on?" the doctor asked, "Who's injured or sick?"

The doctor looked at Song Zhixu.

Then, he looked at Song Nianhe, and finally at Si Moli.

How does it feel...

Everyone desperately needs a doctor!

Who should I show it to first?

The doctor froze on the spot.

"I'm fine." Si Moli replied, "I don't need you."

The uncomfortable feeling in my heart has subsided and has not gotten worse.