Top Ten Good Mothers in Quick Transmigration Chapter 1081: : A wealthy mother who was born but not raised (thirty-three)

"Sister." Ye Yunyan roared in a childish voice, he wanted to go to Ye Yunxi's side, but he was still held by Zhang Zhongcheng.

Zhang Zhongcheng's electric shock rod landed on Ye Yunyan this time.

Ye Yunyan screamed in pain.

He was already sick, but at this time he was shocked again, making him even more listless and powerless.

Zhang Zhongcheng grabbed Ye Yunyan and walked in one direction.

"Let go of my brother." Ye Yunxi ran up to catch up, but every time she caught up, the electric shock rod fell on her.

Soon, Ye Yunyan was brought to a small room by Zhang Zhongcheng.

I don't know when such a small iron house was built outside the villa.

There is only a small air vent in one direction of the small room, and in other places, once the main door is closed, it is completely dark.

Ye Yunyan was thrown in by Zhang Zhongcheng.

"Young master, let's reflect on it inside." As he said, Zhang Zhongcheng closed and locked the door of the small black room.

Although the small black house was not built for a long time, it has good sound insulation equipment inside.

You can't hear the sound from the outside, and you can't hear the sound from the inside.

"You can't lock up my brother, Yan Yan is sick and needs to see a doctor." Ye Yunxi kept beating Zhang Zhongcheng.

Zhang Zhongcheng remained indifferent, and violently tore Ye Yunxi away, threw him to the ground, and left with his long legs, leaving an indifferent back.

"Yanyan, Yanyan." Ye Yunxi got up and knocked on the door of the small black room, but got no response.

After thinking about it, she went to pick up rocks again, intending to break the lock open: "Yanyan, wait a little longer, my sister will definitely rescue you."

Ye Yunxi was really worried, the room was so dark, and Yanyan was sick again, so uncomfortable, he couldn't stay in it anymore.

Ye Yunxi knew that if a person was ill for too long and did not recover, he would die.

She doesn't want to die.

Ye Yunxi kept hitting the lock on the door with a stone, but the lock was a U-shaped lock, big and thick, how could Ye Yunxi smash it with a stone.

The stone rubbed Ye Yunxi's white and tender palm red, and finally the skin broke and bled, and the blood added a touch of dark color to the stone.

No matter how Ye Yunxi smashed it, the lock was still intact. Ye Yunxi's tears fell, and she sat on the ground weakly, sobbing: "Mom, where are you? Can you come back? Yansheng is sick, he is very uncomfortable It's hard."

Ye Yunxi didn't know where her mother was, and she didn't have her mother's phone number. She was extremely helpless at this moment.

In the small black room, the six-year-old Ye Yunyan was also banging on the door with his hands, shouting, but his body was really uncomfortable, and his strength was quickly exhausted.

His body was getting hotter and hotter, and his eyes were getting darker and darker. Finally, Ye Yunyan fell to the ground softly and closed his eyes.

Darkness, silence swallowed him.

...

At this time, Zhang Zhongcheng came to his special room in the villa.

Since he moved into this villa and served as Ye Yunyan's teacher, he has remodeled everything in the room and put in a lot of things.

The white hospital bed has restraint belts at the four corners, and there are various instruments beside it, and there are many tubes extending out. Just looking at it makes people feel cold and creepy.

Zhang Zhongcheng stroked these instruments one by one with his palm, and there was a trace of abnormal enthusiasm in his eyes.

...

Ye Yunxi couldn't break the door of the small black room, but she didn't choose to ignore it, so she decided to steal the key.

He slipped into Zhang Zhongcheng's room while Zhang Zhongcheng was leaving the room.

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