Chapter 1652 Will Die

"No, provided that no one knows her identity." Xiao Mohan said.

Wen Shui leaned back with his head raised, his mind full of blood in the bedroom and hall. He clenched his fists and said, "Han, I want to go to the Feng family."

Xiao Mohan was silent. At this time, anxious footsteps came from outside, and the car door was grabbed and pulled open.

Zhuo Qi's masculine face was a little gloomy. He got into the car and looked at Wen Shui, saying, "Wen Shui, to be honest, if premature birth is premature, drug care and fetal awakening, what is the chance of success?"

"Do you mean the chance of fetal survival, or Yao Rong?" Wen Shui put the mineral water aside, took a tissue to wipe his pants, and a low and puzzled voice sounded.

Originally preparing to go to the Feng family, after Zhuo Qi's reminder, Wen Shui suddenly realized that Yao Rong's best period had come. If he missed it, it might be more dangerous.

"Yao Rong." Zhuo Qi said, his hands unconsciously clasped together.

Xiao Mohan sat in the driver's seat, his phone vibrated several times, he answered the call, after a long time, he said in a deep voice: "Well, I know."

Zhuo Qi reached out, opened the small drawer, took out a bottle of wine and poured it, holding the goblet, raised his hand and shook the red wine, the red wine in the glass was shaken by him, along the edge of the glass, rotating into a beautiful arc.

"Hiss." Zhuo Qi picked up the red wine and drank it all.

He put the glass down heavily, leaned against it and turned his head to look out the window, his face was uneasy, his eyes looked at Wen Shui, and said: "Brother, please."

Yao Rong was pregnant, with a dead fetus in her belly. Logically speaking, a dead fetus in the belly for so long would be particularly bad for the adult's health, but Yao Rong insisted that this was her desire as a mother.

Once the child was born, it would be a dead fetus. I'm afraid Yao Rong would collapse, and the sky would fall.

"Han." Wen Shuishou unconsciously grabbed the handrail and held it tightly.

If Zhuo Qi hadn't appeared, he would have gone to Feng's house at this moment, rushing in to look for Feng Tianjing regardless of everything. He lost his mind and was like a crazy monkey.

But now, he couldn't ignore Zhuo Qi.

"Go to Zhuo's house." Wen Shui said in a deep voice. Xiao Mohan raised his eyes, glanced at Wen Shui, and smiled meaningfully at the corner of his mouth, saying to him: "Trust me."

"Yeah." Wen Shui responded, Zhuo Qi sat there, not knowing what the two of them were talking about.

Until his phone vibrated and several messages came in, Zhuo Qi looked at Wen Shui in astonishment and asked in a deep voice: "Feng Tianjing is missing?"

"Yeah." Wen Shui nodded, his evil face was full of worry, but he couldn't leave.

Zhuo Qi's hands were shaking, holding the phone tightly, he looked deeply at Wen Shui, his voice was extremely hoarse, and asked: "What will happen if I delay it any longer?"

Zhuo Qi estimated that he must not be selfish and leave Wen Shui because of Yao Rong.

Although Wenshui didn't say it, everyone knew it. Feng Tianjing was too important to him.

"She will die." Wenshui said.

Zhuoqi listened, his dark pupils shrank in an instant, a strange feeling passed through his heart, his lips moved, but Wenshui pressed his hand.

Wenshui looked at Zhuoqi and whispered, "It's okay."

Wenshui almost burst out of his teeth when he said these two words. His fingertips were cold, revealing his panic, but he couldn't leave Zhuoqi behind, otherwise, Yao Rong would die.

"Brother, thank you." Zhuoqi's eyes were red, he stretched out his hand to hug Wenshui's shoulders, hugged tightly, and said nothing more, but his Adam's apple moved.

Xiao Mohan sent a message and drove towards the house.