Looking at Nalan Bingxue, who had a strong hatred in his eyes, Qin Mo smiled and did not try to make Nalan Bingxue change her mind again.

As the supreme emperor of the demon world, how could he explain to others in every way, even if this person is his nominal fiancée.

"Qin Mo, stop for me."

Seeing Qin Mo get up and leave, Nalan Bingxue shouted behind her.

But Qin Mo ignored her intentions at all, and did not stop at all. He walked directly through the customers who were talking in a low voice in Leng Yueqing's bar and walked straight to the door.

"He actually dared to ignore my existence so much..."

Looking at Qin Mo's back as he actually left, Nalan Bingxue's expression was complicated, as if all the strength in her body had been taken away in this moment.

Immediately afterwards, inexplicable anger surged into my heart.

"Qin Mo, you will pay the price for your arrogance!"

Nalan Bingxue pursed her lips tightly, and her eyes were cold and intense.

...

Let's walk out of Leng Yueqing, Qin Mo looked at the sky. It was evening. Jiangcheng, one of the largest large cities in China, was filled with people and was very lively.

The Qin family is not an environment that makes Qin Mo feel relaxed, so he did not take a taxi back as soon as possible. He put his hands in his pockets and walked leisurely on the street, thinking about his next arrangements and plans.

Only by being proficient in thinking can one be prepared for any trouble.

In this world where the strong are respected, improving one's own strength is the most important thing. As for the engagement with Nalan Bingxue, let's put it aside for now.

Qin Mo thought to himself, and walked towards the front.

At this moment, a scream filled with pain suddenly rang out.

Qin Mo frowned slightly and looked at the source of the sound.

A limited edition black Maybach was now standing in the middle of the road, with the door open and two majestic men around the door, with a very anxious look on their faces.

Through the gap, Qin Mo discovered a pregnant woman with a big belly lying in a luxury car. Blood began to slowly seep out of her body. From the extremely painful expression on the pregnant woman's face, Qin Mo could conclude that the pregnant woman was about to give birth and was in a very critical period of labor.

"Maosheng, hurry up and call Jiangcheng Traffic Police Brigade and move the cars ahead away. Yuling will be born soon. It's too dangerous to block the road!"

Zhang De got out of the car, looked at the vehicle blocked in front, frowned, and shouted loudly at his son Zhang Maosheng.

The girl who was experiencing a life-and-death struggle in the car was named Lan Yuling, who was his daughter-in-law.

As a descendant of the founding father who retired, Zhang Maosheng is a second-generation red with a strong root. He also has an extremely powerful influence in the Jiangcheng City government. To him, commanding the transportation department of Jiangcheng City is just a matter of doing it casually.

"Dad, the phone has been called. They have sent dozens of traffic police to help us evacuate the vehicles blocked in front. Now they are planning to implement street blockades so that we can pass smoothly."

Zhang Maosheng also looked anxious. After all, his wife was lying in the car, and his belly was the third generation of the Zhang family about to be born. In terms of nervousness, he might be even more nervous than Zhang Decai.

"How long will it take? I see that the car in front has not moved. Why are these people so inefficient in their work?"

Zhang Decai glanced at the blocked vehicle that had almost no change in front of him. He heard the sound of his daughter-in-law Lan Yuling's suppressed pain from her throat. The anxious look on her face became more and more obvious.

He looked back at the bodyguard standing beside him and asked, "Have you contacted the hospital? How long will it take to arrive?"

The bodyguard looked terrified and quickly replied: "Go back to the master, I have contacted Xue Muhua, the director of Jiangcheng First People's Hospital.

After he learned about our situation, he had already notified Jiangcheng City's famous needle king, Mr. Song, came over. The young grandmother and the children in her belly would definitely be safe."

"Needle King Song Siming!"

Hearing the bodyguard's reply, Zhang Decai's eyes flashed with joy and said, "With Mr. Song in charge, Yuling will definitely be safe for mother and son. The most important thing now is to stabilize her situation first. Maosheng, please see how long Yuling can hold on now?"

Zhang Maosheng was also very nervous. After hearing his father's orders, he hurriedly turned into the car, held his wife Lan Yuling's hand tightly, and asked in a low voice: "Yuling, how do you feel."

He is thirty-five years old this year, but he has never had any children. This is obviously unacceptable to the Zhang family, who has a great family.

Lan Yuling had miscarriages many times due to careless protection and physical reasons. She has finally gotten pregnant now. And she is about to reach the labor period, but suddenly an emergency situation on the road caused Zhang Maosheng to feel an ominous premonition.

"Are I destined to not have a child in my life..."

A very sad thought suddenly flashed through Zhang Maosheng's heart.

Lan Yuling, who was holding the palm of her hand, had a pale face as paper, without a trace of blood. Her lips were tightly pursed, as if she had no strength to speak. She replied angrily: "I'm almost out of here... Maosheng, save me, save our children."

Hearing his wife's almost desperate request, Zhang Maosheng felt even more uncomfortable. He contacted the Transportation Bureau to send traffic police to help clear the traffic jam, contacted the best hospital in Jiangcheng City, and found the needle king Song Siming.

Zhang Decai and Zhang Maosheng are not incompetent people. Their first reaction is already very fast, but it is currently a story of racing against the god of death to compete for time. Although they have done a lot, their advantages and initiative are obviously no longer in their hands.

"Master, the doctor is here!"

At this moment, the bodyguard shouted excitedly, and a middle-aged man with a half-bare hair and a suit walked to the Maybach luxury car that was being paid attention to.

"Is Needle King Song old?"

Zhang Maosheng was delighted and asked excitedly.

"Not Mr. Song..."

The bodyguard explained in a low voice: "I just recommended myself and said that he could treat the young grandmother and keep the mother and son safe, so I brought him here."

"Old Zhang, Wu De, is the attending expert of Jiangcheng Gynecology Hospital. He has more than 20 years of delivery experience and labor treatment experience. I just passed by here and discovered this situation. I came here uninvited. I hope Mr. Zhang will not blame my abruptness."

"No, why would you blame me? I'm grateful that you didn't have time!"

When Wu De, who reported to his own family, was the attending expert of Jiangcheng Gynecological Hospital. In addition to being overjoyed, Zhang De grabbed Wu De's hand and said excitedly: "Go and see my daughter-in-law's condition. She is in great pain now!"

(End of this chapter)
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