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Fang Ling paid the price of losing the child in her belly in exchange for her own life.

This kind of disaster is really fatal. Not only was he out of danger quickly, he even regained consciousness not long after being transferred to the general ward.

As soon as she regained consciousness, Fang Ling began to sob quietly.

The effects of the anesthesia have long since worn off. Although she was given painkilling injections, the wound on her stomach, which had dozens of stitches stitched, still hurt terribly.

When she gave birth to her child, it was a natural birth.

Li/Peng's family spent a lot of money to use the most advanced painless delivery technology at the time, and hired a private doctor to customize her pre-birth food and exercise.

In short, when she gave birth to Li Liang, it went very smoothly. The entire delivery process was completed within an hour, and she felt almost no pain.

Unlike now, this kind of continuous pain on the skin and flesh almost made her think that she had undergone a caesarean section.

No, it seems like I just had a caesarean section.

Fang Ling recovered from the pain and felt something was wrong. The feeling of being connected by blood when she was pregnant with a child was gone.

Huge panic struck Fang Ling. She climbed up with support, raised the bed a little, lifted the quilt with her non-suspended hand, and looked at the wound on her abdomen.

The eight stitched wounds were like eight centipedes, lying horizontally and vertically on her belly. The longest one in the middle was particularly eye-catching.

"No...no..." Fang Ling reached out to touch it tremblingly.

Her belly, which was about to show her pregnancy, was now flat and even deflated, highlighting the ribs of her thin body.

The tears couldn't stop flowing out.

Fang Ling sobbed and subconsciously wanted to find comfort, but found that the ward was empty. Zhou Yang and Li Peng, whom she subconsciously wanted to rely on, were not there.

Oh yes, Zhou Yang is dead...

Thinking of this, Fang Ling couldn't bear it anymore.

"Child... child... my child!"

Fang Ling howled loudly.

If someone who didn't know the situation saw her grief-stricken look, they would think she cared about the unborn child.

After losing this bargaining chip and losing Zhou Yang, she, Fang Ling, had no one to rely on anymore.

The nurse responsible for changing her dressing walked to the door of the ward and heard her crying.

Before she could comfort her, the nurse quickly ran to call the police waiting outside.

The so-called policemen waiting outside are Xie Jingchen and Wang Zixian.

Xie Jingchen knew what kind of person Fang Ling was, and had almost no sympathy for her "miserable" appearance.

To Xie Jingchen, Fang Ling is a vicious woman who wants to kill the girl he likes. She is similar to the "witch" or "evil stepmother" in fairy tales, and she cannot win his favor at all.

Wang Zixian didn't know that much. When he saw a woman crying so miserably, even if he knew that the woman was not loyal in marriage, he couldn't completely calm down and couldn't even say a word of comfort.

Wang Zixian stepped forward, walked to the bedside, pulled out the escort's chair, sat down, and began to comfort Fang Ling, who was crying heartbrokenly.

"Then, stop crying. If the pain is too severe, I'll ask the nurse to give you another painkiller injection..."

Amidst Wang Zixian's comforting voice, Fang Ling's crying gradually became quieter.

It wasn't that Wang Zixian's comfort had any effect, it was just that Fang Ling felt that crying like this in front of a man was too ugly.

Xie Jingchen was not polite to her. Seeing that she seemed to be able to talk well, he started to ask more serious questions.

"What does the murderer look like?" Fang Ling was asked and couldn't remember for a while.

The anesthesia given during the operation made her thinking a little slow.

After a moment, Fang Ling gritted her teeth and said, "The murderer must have planned it! He was wearing a mask and hood, so you couldn't see his face at all."

"Can't you see the specific appearance?" Xie Jingchen frowned, "Then can you give a rough description of the murderer's physical features or clothing? The more information you provide, the sooner we can catch him."

When Fang Ling heard this, she endured the severe pain in her abdomen and thought hard.

"He... seems to be a man?"

Fang Ling spoke intermittently and seemed unsure.

"He is...a little taller than me, but not very tall...

He is quite thin...

At that time, he was wearing something like...a black sweatshirt with a hood on the upper body, and ordinary gray sweatpants on the lower body...

Shoes...I can’t remember the shoes..."

Fang Ling thought about it carefully.

When she came out of the police station, she knew that the police had not obtained any clues that could lead to her arrest and sentencing. She also felt that she was too shameless to see her son, so she did not go to the hospital. She went back to the beauty shop first, and then wanted to go around and visit Zhou Yang's house.

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As soon as I walked around the corner from the parking shed, I saw a man squatting there, looking furtively toward the corridor of their home.

When Fang Ling passed him, she even cursed, "You must be crazy."

Unexpectedly, before she could walk past him, the man seemed to have heard her talking to herself, looked back at her, and rushed over, raising his knife to stab her.

Fang Ling was startled by this formation, took two steps back, and tripped. This trip allowed her to avoid the first stab from the man.

Realizing that this lunatic wanted to kill her, Fang Ling got up and ran away.

She didn't forget to call the police while running. Although she never wanted to go back to the police station where she was detained for 24 hours, everything was not as important as her life now.

Not long after the call to the police was put through, the man chased her with a knife, punched her and knocked the phone off, then stabbed her in the stomach.

Fang Ling felt the severe pain, but was unable to fight back. She only shouted for help a few times and then lost consciousness in the severe pain.

At noon, during mealtime, many people were at home, and the shouts of "help" attracted the attention of some residents.

The murderer seemed to realize that he could not stay long and did not have time to confirm Fang Ling's life or death. He fled the scene before the surrounding residents and the police arrived.

After thinking about it carefully, Fang Ling seemed to remember that when the murderer lowered his body and stabbed her in the abdomen, she seemed to have seen the murderer's eyebrows that were not covered by the mask.

When those eyes stared at her, they were full of resentment and the pleasure of revenge.

That almost substantive hatred made Fang Ling realize that it was not a lunatic who suddenly wanted to harm her after hearing her call "psycho", but an avenger who hated her so much that he wanted her dead.

"I remembered it!" Fang Ling became excited when she remembered those eyes full of hatred, "He has a characteristic! His eyebrow shape is very special! You can recognize it at a glance! I can draw it for you!"

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