Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

Chapter 375 The bad guys are brought to justice
Bai Shao instantly froze in Song Jing's arms.

My heart felt hot and I wanted to cry for no reason, but I bit my lip to hold back.

I didn’t cry just now, so why cry now?

It took her a long time to summon up the courage to answer: "I can't blame you for this..."

Song Jing did not speak any more, quickly regained his indifferent expression, and strode out with Bai Shao in his arms.

Outside, the response person has arrived, and Zhan Mochen's cars are also parked in a row.

With red eyes, Zhan Mochen hugged An Yan and got into the car. He lowered his head and kissed her forehead softly over and over again. He comforted her with a gentle voice: "Don't be afraid, Yan Yan. It's okay. We'll go to the hospital right now."

An Yan had a faint pain in her stomach, but after that slap, she not only had a stomachache, but also felt dizzy. She leaned softly in Zhan Mochen's arms, holding on to his clothes, and endured it silently. .

Hearing Zhan Mochen's comfort, she rubbed her head on his chest as a silent comfort.

Although Zhan Mochen had restrained himself very well, she could still clearly feel his fear and panic.

But even though her mind was groggy, An Yan did not forget the white peony root.

"Where's Xiao Shao? She was beaten too, take her to the hospital with you..."

"I never meddle in other people's business. Anyone who causes trouble will clean up the mess themselves." Zhan Mochen's expression was still gentle, but there was a cold look in his eyes.

An Yan was stunned and couldn't tell whether to laugh or cry. What Zhan Mochen meant was that Bai Shao's affairs should be under Song Jing's control?
Does Song Jing manage it?
She struggled to get up and looked through the rear window of the car, and saw Song Jing walking out with Bai Shao in his arms. He was tall and had long legs, and Bai Shao looked particularly cute in his arms.

"That's pretty much it. He has a conscience."

An Yan knew that they were implicated by Song Jing, so she couldn't help but echoed.

Fortunately for her, Song Jing usually took care of her and the three little ones, so it was not unfair for her to be judged by those people to be on the same side as Song Jing.

But Bai Shao provoked whomever, it was just an innocent passerby.

When Zhan Mochen saw An Yan looking at the back of the car for three seconds without looking back, he domineeringly pulled An Yan back into his arms and raised his hand to cover her eyes.

"Don't look at other men too much." Zhan Mochenjun's face sank slightly, declaring his sovereignty.

Zhan Mochen's jealousy seemed to be overturned anytime and anywhere. An Yan had a stomachache and wanted to laugh, and she didn't dare to move in Zhan Mochen's arms.

Just as the car was about to start, she sat up suddenly.

Zhan Mochen was startled and subconsciously held her waist: "What's wrong?"

An Yan's face was full of anxiety, and she reached for the car door: "There is another doctor who wants to help us. He was also shot. Please let someone see how he is doing. He needs rescue more than me..."

"Our people have carried him into the car. He was shot in the right chest. His life is not in danger for the time being. Madam, please rest assured." The bodyguard sitting in the front row quickly explained.

An Yan then breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, it's okay. He is a good person, and he was also implicated by us..."

"Good, it's alright."

Zhan Mochen pushed An Yan back into his arms again, and the car sped towards the hospital.

Silent night.

The quiet night obscured everything that happened during the day.

In the ward, An Yan went through a series of examinations. The doctor said that there was nothing serious, but that the embryo in the early stage of pregnancy was a little unstable. He prescribed anti-fetal medicine and drank it, and now she fell into a deep sleep.

Zhan Mochen stayed by her side, and it wasn't until An Yan's frown completely unfurled that he let go of her hand and walked out of the ward softly.

Next door, beside Bai Shao's hospital bed, Song Jing was also watching quietly.

Although the time they got together was only a short time and that ridiculous night, in Song Jing's impression, Bai Shao was a bright, lively, straightforward and cheerful girl.

Like a delicate flower in a greenhouse, yet as vibrant as a rose.

But at this moment, this girl, as bright as a rose, was so frightened that she turned into a frightened kitten.

Half of her face was buried in the snow-white pillow and quilt, her fingers tightly grasping the edge of the quilt, and she would turn over uneasily from time to time and murmur in terror.

Song Jing looked at her quietly, finally sighed, and when Bai Shao twitched slightly again, he gently stroked her forehead.

As if she was comforted in her dream, Bai Shao gradually calmed down from the nightmare and slept more peacefully.

But the cold and delicate touch on the girl's forehead was so good that Song Jing was reluctant to take back his hand.

At this time, a "ding-dong" sound suddenly came from the phone. Song Jing seemed to have been burned. He retracted his hand and hurriedly flipped through the phone as if he had done something wrong.Due to professional reasons, Song Jing never saved names in his cell phone, only a long list of numbers and two words.

"come out."

It's Zhan Mochen.

Song Jing stood there for a moment, then turned around and went out.

In the corridor outside the door, Zhan Mochen was already sitting on a chair and waiting.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Zhan Mochen raised his head and glanced at Song Jing, then pointed to the chair next to him: "Let's talk alone."

Song Jing sat down without saying a word, silently waiting for Zhan Mochen to ask questions.

Zhan Mochen didn't waste time and asked straight to the point: "I only want to ask you one thing. After this time, you still can't make up your mind?"

"This time it's An Yan and Bai Shao, what about next time?"

"What about your family? Does Mr. Song know that his grandson, to whom he has devoted so much effort, is in the business of licking blood from the edge of a knife?"

……

Zhan Mochen's voice was not loud, but his deep questioning was like a whip, hitting Song Jing's heart one by one.

He knew that Zhan Mochen said these words to him because he regarded him as a brother.

He had no way to refute, no words to reply.

After a while, Song Jing turned to look at Zhan Mochen.

The pain, guilt, and struggle in his eyes all returned to peace.

"It's time to settle this matter. Just wait for my news."

Without saying anything else, Song Jing got up and went back to Bai Shao Ward.

Zhan Mochen looked at the empty corridor, noncommittal.

The next day.

A piece of news broke the headlines.

"A well-known foreign gangster organization was reported by an anonymous person. Based on the clues provided by the anonymous person, the national security personnel launched an attack and all relevant personnel of the organization were wiped out..."

The host talked about what happened in an excited tone. An Yan could tell at a glance that the few people who occasionally passed by on the screen were the kidnappers from yesterday.

Zhan Mochen was sitting by the bed peeling apples when An Yan suddenly showed him her cell phone: "Zhan Mochen, did you finally call the police about what happened yesterday?"

"Ah."

What happened yesterday was not small in scale and extremely bad in nature. It was impossible to conceal it without calling the police.

Besides, there was no need for them to hide it for those scum.

An Yan was very curious: "The person who reported anonymously..."

"It's not me, it's Song Jing."

Zhan Mochen handed over the peeled apple, not intending to take the credit from Song Jing.

Of course, Song Jing would not tell An Yan that he almost accidentally killed Bai Yuxin that night. There was no need to bring it up again to frighten Yan Yan.

Zhan Mochen watched An Yan eating the apple with loving eyes and raised his hand to touch her head.

"It's all over, Yan Yan no longer has to worry."

"Ah."

An Yan was completely relieved and even happier.

Song Jing can live a normal and stable life from now on.

Bai Shao's concerns can almost be dispelled.

(End of this chapter)