After marrying Bai Yueguang, the vest fell off

Chapter 46

Zhang Yang abided by the ethics of a doctor, and calmly prescribed the anti-abortion drug, but the person on the bed tossed and turned restlessly, his brows were furrowed, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat.

Before dawn, Song Liang woke up from his dream. When he opened his eyes, his memory was quickly connected.

"Where's Ouyang Wan, how's he doing?" He leaned on the bed and got up eagerly, wanting to walk beside Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang quickly walked over to stabilize him, "Don't get excited."

"Just now there was news from Ah Zhong that only a charred body was found at the scene of the car accident. It should not be Ouyang Wan."

Song Liang's face became ugly, "What do you mean it shouldn't be, have you confirmed it? What about the other person? Where did he go?"

"I didn't find it, but a third passer-by was found at the scene, and he should have been taken away."

Song Liangfu forced himself to stand up, took a step forward, his whole body shook, and he fell straight to the side of the bed.

"Uh..." He covered his stomach, buried his head and didn't move.

Zhang Yang was terrified by this scene, he hurriedly lifted him up and put him on the bed. "Don't worry about it, I'm not a god, if this continues, I really can't cure it."

"He can't die, he can't die..." Song Liang huddled by the side of the bed, his veins bulging in pain.

"A Zhong and I will look for it, don't worry." Zhang Yang pulled the man's arm and put on the water again.

Due to the pressure from the police, this incident was temporarily suppressed as an ordinary car accident.

Neither of the two accident cars had a license plate. Of course, Ouyang Wan's license plate was later secretly taken away by them.The cameras along the road were also out of order, and no valuable information could be found.

No one knows what is hidden behind this except the person involved.

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Life is like water flowing eastward, rushing to the sea without stopping.Three days, three days since that night...

The Blue Ax Gang searched all the places they could find, but found no clues. The man seemed to have disappeared without a ripple.

Longing became sick, like being eaten by ants, Song Liang was afraid.If he had known that he would not have chased that person out, if he had known that he would not have gone out that night, but without what if, he could only suffer alone in this reality.

There was a light rain falling outside the window, the autumn night was bleak, the sky was getting dark, the shadows of the trees were hazy, and it was impossible to see clearly from a few meters away...

Yesterday Ouyang's family called to find someone, but Song Liang just found an excuse to prevaricate.What can he say?He can tell nothing.

The old record sang hoarsely, and it was unbearably quiet...

On the square table in front of him, the light blue handkerchief was properly placed, and Song Liang's eyes fell there, as if he couldn't see anything.He swallowed a few pills with warm water, slowly shrank in a corner of the sofa, half-closed his eyes, and remained silent.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the night finally fell, bringing all the uneasiness and anxiety with it.Song Liang held the handkerchief in his hand, and pressed it to his heart with great care.Feeling sleepy, he groped for the blanket on the sofa and covered himself casually.

In the past few days, he tried his best not to think about anything, and not to care about anything.But the rainy night of life is always there, the whole heart is soaked and turned white, and it can no longer function normally.I couldn't tell where I felt the pain, but I curled myself into a ball unconsciously.

He lost his sun after all, and this time, no one came to help him.

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Holding an umbrella with a transparent handle, I came in the torrential rain.

His expression was indistinguishable from warm and cold, but his steps were strong and steady.The black woolen coat was stained by raindrops, and the raindrops burst and splashed onto his black leather shoes.

He has changed, and it seems that this is him.

The folded umbrella stood by the door, and he reached out to wipe off the water droplets on his body.He took the key out of his coat pocket and opened the door.

He looked at the figure on the sofa.He took off his coat and shoes lightly, and raised the temperature of the room a little.After making sure that his body has recovered, he slowly walked to the sofa and sat down.

He stretched out his hand to grab the person with the blanket into his arms, the person in his arms moved restlessly, changed into a comfortable position and became quiet again.

Ouyang Wan put her arms around him and looked at him for a while, then carried him back to the room, leaned half against the head of the bed, still hugging him in her arms, and didn't let go.

Song Liang wore a black turtleneck loose sweater today, and her swollen belly was stuck between the two of them.The appearance of sleeping is very gentle, but there is some uneasiness between his brows.

I haven't seen him for a few days, and his whole body has lost weight except for his stomach.Ouyang Wan stretched out her hand to gently gather the broken hair on his forehead, then bowed her head and kissed the center of his brow.

Song Liang half-opened his eyes in a half-dream, half-awake, met his eyes, and stopped for a moment.He reached out and clasped Ouyang Wan's neck tightly, and buried his face firmly in his chest.

"Don't go..." His voice was dull and weak.

"Don't go." Ouyang Wan tightened her hand around the man's waist, and patted him on the back with the other hand.

"I won't go, never go." He comforted people.

The person in his arms lost his voice.Afraid that he would suffocate, Ouyang Wan carefully turned his face to the side.The tentacles are a little hot.

He leaned over and put his head on Song Liang's forehead, and the heat spread over him.

"Wake up, Song Liang..." He gently pushed his shoulder.Song Liang twisted his body impatiently, turned away his face and continued to sleep.

"Where is it uncomfortable?" Ouyang Wan reached out to touch the bulge under his sweater, and Song Liang unconsciously slapped his hand away.

"Why don't you know how to take care of yourself..." Ouyang Wan sighed softly, and held his hand in his palm.

He got up and put the person on the bed, pulled off the quilt and covered it tightly.He quickly found the medicine box and took out alcohol and cotton balls.Wiping the man's thin body little by little, Ouyang Wan blamed herself for a while.

Too late to know, too late to have, too late to come back.But maybe, it's not too late.

He carefully measured Song Liang's body temperature, tossed back and forth several times, and finally returned to normal.

"Ouyang Wan." Song Liang called him in a daze.

"I'm here." Ouyang Wan leaned over and looked at the person.

"When will you come back?"

Ouyang Wan was a little speechless. "Do you still want me?"

"Fool." Song Liang moved her body, hugging his waist and leaning against his arm to sleep soundly.

After a while, he changed Song Liang into clean and soft pajamas, covered him with a quilt, and quickly cleaned up the room.

Before dawn, the rain has stopped.He put on his overcoat and picked up the umbrella that was leaning against the door.Farther and farther away, into the night.

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A few muffled bangs echoed.Song Liang got up and opened the door of the villa, and was a little surprised to see someone coming.

"Why did you come here directly?"

"Brother Song, I have a letter from you. I was a little anxious, so I came directly." Zhang Zhong said while handing him a letter.

Song Liang took it out and unfolded it, 'At eight o'clock tonight, the wooden house by the river'.The bottom of the letter was not signed.

He folded the letter and put it in the palm of his hand, "It's okay, Ah Zhong, you can go back first."

"Brother Song, you?" Zhang Zhong looked at him uncertainly.

Song Liang reached out and patted his shoulder, "I can handle it."

Zhang Zhong nodded, took out a medicine bottle from his pocket and handed it to him.

Song Liang took it and looked at it, it was an anti-fetal medicine. "You..." Song Liang gently touched the bottom of his abdomen with his right hand, not knowing what to say for a while.

"My brother asked me to bring it. Don't worry, Brother Song. I didn't tell anyone. I'm leaving. Call me if you have anything to do."

"Ah."