Chapter 443 Miscarriage, the Child Is Gone

"Go away!" Cheng Junguo yelled at her impatiently.

"I'm pregnant too." Mu Xin burst into tears: "I'm also pregnant with your flesh and blood."

When Cheng Junguo heard it, he was surprised at first, and then smiled sarcastically: "Who knows if this child is mine."

"It's yours, I only have you as a man." Mu Xin firmly grasped Cheng Junguo's arm.

"This kind of nonsense is ironic!" Cheng Junguo was irritable and angry, he shook his arm vigorously, Mu Xin was thrown out, and fell down on the steps, with his lower abdomen just hitting the edge of the steps.

Cheng Junguo didn't even look at her, took the woman's hand, and quickly left the scene.

"Junguo——" Mu Xin called out to the other party in despair, trying to get up, but when her body exerted herself, she suddenly felt pain in her lower abdomen, causing her to fall back down again.

"Ah..." The lower abdomen hurts so badly, before she can realize why the lower abdomen hurts, a hot current flows out from the lower body.

Mu Xin was startled, her face was pale, she lowered her head and looked at her lower body, blood was slowly flowing out of her pants——

"Ah..." Upon seeing the blood, Mu Xin burst into tears.

A Land Rover parked in front of the hotel.

The car door opened, and Song Wuyou hurried down from inside.

"Mu Xin." Seeing Mu Xin sitting on the ground crying, Song Wuyou felt a little distressed. When he wanted to help her up, he saw that her butt was bleeding, and her expression changed: "You..."

"Get out!" Mu Xin suddenly pushed away Song Wuyou's hand, and stared at her angrily: "Stop being hypocritical here, if it weren't for you, Jun Guo wouldn't have treated me like this!"

"Mu Xin, are you... happy?" Song Wuyou saw that the blood below her was flowing more and more, unlike menstruation, and his heart tightened.

"So what? Thanks to you, I was abandoned. Jun Guo is going to be engaged to the daughter of the Chen family, and she is pregnant with the Cheng family's flesh and blood!" Mu Xin was distraught, and the latter sentence was almost screamed out.

"Ah..." After shouting, the lower abdomen hurts even more.

"I'll take you to the hospital!" Song Wuyou ignored her tantrums, helped her up, and sent her to the car.

...

Hospital.

Mu Xin stared blankly at one place.

Song Wuyou was sitting in front of the bed with ginger wine, looking at her distressedly, "Drink some ginger wine, Mu Xin."

She had a miscarriage, so she asked Sister Song to kill a chicken, bought old ginger, boiled it in rice wine, and sent it to Mu Xin to drink.

Ginger wine is good for women. It warms the stomach and nourishes the body, and it can also warm the uterus.

"..." Mu Xin looked sad, without blinking, staring at one place, treating Song Wuyou as air.

"You can blame me if you want, but don't get angry with your health." Song Wuyou said.

"The child is gone..." Mu Xin choked up, her voice was hoarse, she didn't know if she was crying, or she was anesthetized during the Qing Dynasty.

"You are still young, take care of yourself."

"So what if you take care of your body?" Mu Xin smiled wryly, with tears flowing from the corners of her eyes, "If you take care of your body, can you still have children for Jun Guo?"

"Bring a child to the man who loves you, Junguo doesn't love you."

"..."

"I saw the news today, saying that he was already with the wealthy daughter half a year ago. He was in two boats. He was not sincere to you. He didn't deserve your infatuation with him at all." Song Wuyou said coldly.

Mu Xin blinked, tears streaming down slowly.

With teary eyes, there was a hint of apology, "Sister Wuyou, don't take to heart what you said at the hotel entrance. I was very heartbroken and sad at the time, so I couldn't choose what to say."

Song Wuyou smiled and said, "If scolding me and beating me makes you feel comfortable, I'm more than happy to be a tool for you to vent your anger temporarily."