Chapter 799: Forcing Her to Drink the Medicine

Chapter 799: Forcing Her to Drink the Medicine (Page 1/1)

Gu Nanqiao didn't touch the bowl, and just as he wanted to stretch out his hand again, he hugged his waist tightly.

Then, Mo Feng raised his other hand, pinched her chin and raised it, forced her mouth to open, and then poured the bowl of brown liquid into her mouth.

"Ahem......"

She choked and coughed several times, trying to spit out the medicine, but he pinched her jaw and couldn't move, powerlessly letting the liquid flow into her throat.

It was Chinese medicine, and it tasted very bitter, and it crossed her throat and swallowed into her abdomen.

The calm she had maintained for so long suddenly collapsed, and she cried helplessly, this time, she couldn't hold back her tears.

It wasn't until he saw her swallow all the medicine that Mo Feng let go of his hand.

In the next second, Gu Nanqiao raised his hand and slapped it hard.

She used almost all the strength in her body, and five finger prints suddenly appeared on Mo Feng's engraved charming face.

His face was tilted, and the bowl in his hand fell to the ground, shattering into countless pieces.

Gu Nanqiao looked up at him coldly, "Brute! ”

Her eyes were red, and they were overflowing with anger and pain, Mo Feng looked at her, just pursed her lips slightly, and didn't say anything else.

After a long time, he dropped the sentence, "You can sleep for a while, now you need to rest more." ”

With that, he turned and walked out.

After he left, the atmosphere in the bedroom returned to quietness again, Gu Nanqiao wiped the tears on his face, only to feel that the pain in his throat was abnormal, as if he had been burned by fire.

She slid down the bed weakly, and finally fell to the ground, involuntarily touching her lower abdomen.

Before the joy could dissipate, it turned into unbearable pain, and it turned out that from heaven to hell was only a short moment.

She was useless, she couldn't even protect his only remaining child, even if she tried her best to resist, but for Mo Feng, it didn't have the slightest effect.

Gu Nanqiao hugged her abdomen with both hands, and the pain of destruction made her almost unbearable.

But a long time passed, and in her increasingly desperate mood, the expected pain did not come, and her body did not feel any discomfort.

She didn't know what the state of miscarriage was, but when she used to watch TV, it seemed that she would bleed a lot, but she didn't.

In the end, Xu was tired of crying, and the tears gradually stopped, she got up and climbed into bed, pulled the quilt over it, and closed her eyes.

……

When I woke up again, it was already night.

Her hands never left her lower abdomen during sleep, but when she woke up, it was no different from before she went to bed, and there was no pain.

Could it be that the bowl of medicine is really just an ordinary tonic and not an abortion pill?

Did she misunderstand Mo Feng?

About half an hour later, footsteps sounded outside the door again.

Mo Feng walked to the door of the bedroom, reached out and knocked on the door, and lowered his voice, "Are you awake?" Time to eat. ”

Gu Nanqiao was lying on the bed, and he didn't want to take care of it, but when he thought that there was another one in his stomach, he had no choice but to get up and walk out of the bedroom.

Anyway, now she has to do her best to protect the child, and as for other things, let it go for the time being.

Dinner was some Chinese food, Gu Nanqiao followed him downstairs, walked to the dining table in the living room, and then sat down opposite him.

After she sat down, she raised her eyes and looked at him, Mo Feng had already moved his chopsticks, and his eating posture was very elegant and slow.

Gu Nanqiao stared at him and didn't return his gaze for a long time.

Mo Feng took a piece of fish meat and put it in his mouth, then met her gaze, and smiled at the corner of his mouth, "Why, seeing that I don't eat, do you think I'm beautiful and delicious?" ”

“……”

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