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Chapter 1998 The torn memory

Le Tian's body shook suddenly and shook his painful forehead hard, as if something was about to come out, but she couldn't see it clearly. There were many people talking in her ears, and none of them could hear clearly.

"Le Tian, ​​Letian--" Ding Junqi looked at Le Tian's face that instantly became pale, and the face that became hideous because of pain.

What's wrong with her?

Lotte slowly squatted down and held his head with both hands.

"Le Tian--" Ding Junqi hurriedly squatted down and hugged the person, then opened the door with her feet, and hugged Le Tian, ​​who was so painful that she was moaning, and returned to the bedroom.

"Mom, Mom--" Ding Yuejia watched his father carry his mother out, and he didn't even have time to eat the chicken wings, so he hurriedly ran over.

Ding Junqi put Lotte on the bed, and Lotte immediately formed a ball due to pain.

"Mom, Mom--"

Ding Junqi looked at Letian's pain and hurriedly reached out to grab his cell phone and asked Yu Dong to invite the doctor over.

"Immediately, immediately." Ding Junqi roared angrily, hung up the phone, sat down next to Le Tian, ​​and carried the person into his arms. Le Tian's fingers buckled Ding Junqi's wrist and cut blood marks.

"Mom." Ding Yuejia was scared to tears and did not dare to cry.

Because of the pain, Le Tian grabbed both hands. In order to prevent her from hurting her son or herself, Ding Junqi controlled her hands in her arms, so that his wrists were almost shattered by Le Tian.

There are all kinds of chaotic pictures, none of which are clear, and none of which can be combined.

These things tear her brain, as if she was going to tear her nerves apart. She had no way to endure this pain.

"Ah--" Letian growled in pain, and then fell asleep completely.

"Lotte, Lotte--" Ding Junqi shouted, and tried it on the tip of her nose with her blood-stained hands. Fortunately, she was still breathing, at least she proved that people are alive, right?

"Dad, what's wrong with mom?" Ding Yuejia wiped the sweat beads on his forehead with his little hand, and his little face was filled with tears of distress.

Ding Junqi also wanted to know what happened to her. She came back from the crew. No, it should be said that she was no longer normal when she was in the crew.

So, what did Muqi say to her?

"Yuejia, what did that aunt tell your mother?" Ding Junqi looked at her son and asked.

Ding Yuejia looked up at his father, his eyes red like a little rabbit, "She said she invited her mother to dinner, but her mother seemed very angry, so she refused."

Just because of a meal?

The doctor arrived soon. After Ding Junqi invited the person in, the doctor gave Lotte a simple examination.

Ding Yuejia looked nervously, "My mother has a headache, she has a lot of pain, Uncle Hong, please save my mother."

Hongxuancheng is Ding Junqi's family doctor. He is about the same age as Ding Junqi. He wears a pair of gold-wire glasses and a white coat, giving people a gentle and elegant feeling. He has been doing it for several years and has a good relationship with Ding Junqi.

His eyes fell on Ding Junqi's wrist, and how much force it took to grasp it like this, which shows how painful it was at that time.

However, Hong Xuancheng checked her aside and found no major problems, except that his heartbeat was a little too fast.
Chapter completed!
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