831: C831 The Monster in My Body

C831 The Monster in My Body

But the hotel bathroom is empty.

Only the bathroom window was open. . .

Huo Zhiqian escaped. . .

How did he escape from such a high floor?

What kind of mutation had happened to his body?

Gong Mingchuan's expression was somewhat dark. He turned around and looked at Le Youyou. Luckily Youyou was safe and sound, otherwise he would definitely blame himself for not protecting her well and almost let her fall into Huo Zhiqian's hands again.

Le Youyou hurriedly pulled his arm. "Sorry, Mingchuan, I made you worry again. "

"I am not angry that you and Ren Susu are chasing the monster, but I am angry that you actually took advantage of my sleep to act on your own. . . Don't you know it is very dangerous? Whatever you do in the future, you better tell me. I will always be by your side. . . "

Gong Mingchuan did not mention Huo Zhiqian's matter at all and just brought Youyou home.

Huo Zhiqian was not in a good mood for a day in France.

That was why he had called the sniper team to find the whereabouts of the monster and Huo Zhiqian as soon as possible and kill them.

Something still happened.

Gong Mingchuan personally went to the headquarters of the sniper team to keep an eye on the operation of the sniper team.

Le Youyou lived alone in the mansion in White Cliff.

In the morning, the sky was filled with heavy snow, and the dark marks of a car could be faintly seen in the night sky.

Le Youyou had always had the habit of walking in the morning. She walked slowly on the road, but in the end, a maid rode a bicycle to the foot of the mountain to buy groceries. Perhaps the snow was too slippery, so she did not stop the bicycle and rushed towards Le Youyou.

Le Youyou was hit by the bicycle in front of her house just like that. It should not be a big deal if the bicycle hit her, but Le Youyou always had a stomach ache problem and did not eat in the morning. In the end, when the white uncle apologized, Le Youyou said it was okay. After he rode the bicycle away, Le Youyou felt that her stomach hurt badly.

Le Youyou still wanted to endure it and go over, but in the end, she could not walk anymore. Le Youyou squatted by the side of the road and sweat fell like rain. In the end, she could only go back and her servants went to invite a family doctor.

It was a complication caused by gastritis. The doctor said that it was not a big deal and only let Le Youyou do an ultrasonography.

The female doctor who tested the ultrasonography was a woman who had tuberculosis. She did not know why. She talked to Le Youyou about how to treat menstrual imbalance. At that time, her detector was moving in Le Youyou's stomach. She suddenly cried out in surprise. Le Youyou was still thinking about what had happened. Her detector had already moved down to Le Youyou's abdomen. She stared at the screen for a while. Then she looked at Le Youyou.

Le Youyou was frightened by her stare and could not help but look at the screen. It was dark inside and she could not see anything clearly.

The female doctor explained, "young madam, you seem to have something in your stomach. It has been two months. . . "

Le Youyou only felt her blood surge as she supported herself against the cold white wall. She sat there in a daze for the entire second half of the night.

She had only reunited with Gong Mingchuan for a few weeks. If the child was two months old, then it was very likely that something had happened on Yu Island.

Huo Zhiqian did not lie to her.

It was just that she had gone through mutations in two months, and had even gone through plastic surgery. She had taken all kinds of medicine, so how could this child survive?

Could it be a monster created by butterfly strain?

No matter what, it was the punishment that the heavens had given her.

Then, things went smoothly. She ordered the doctor not to leak it to the public. Even Gong Mingchuan could not leak it, so she agreed to have an abortion with her. She had to have an abortion.

The next morning, Le Youyou came to the hospital in disguise. When she sat on the bench in the operating theater of the hospital and waited, her face had already started to turn pale.

She closed her eyes for a while, and all she could hear was the cold sound of a scalpel hitting her head. She tilted her head and wanted to find a handrail to lean on, but found that there was nothing she could rely on.1

From the crack of the door, she saw a floor full of blood-stained towels. Her body couldn't help but tremble.

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