"Master, why do you treat the young mistress like this? Why do you say that the young mistress is your wife? That Shen Hanyun inside..." Aunt Zhang couldn't see it and said, but Jing Chen glanced at her coldly, I just couldn't say what I said next.
"Sister-in-law Zhang, if you don't want to continue working in the Mo family, just keep saying it." Jing Chen said coldly.
Mrs. Zhang thought of her husband and children at home, so she quickly shut up and looked at the haggard and sad Yun Wei with distress.
"Young mistress, the young master doesn't want us to stay here, so let's go back first," Aunt Zhang advised.
Yunwei shook her head: "I caused this incident. No matter what, I have to wait for Hanyun to come out. Sister Zhang, there are many things at home that need you to take care of. You should go back first."
Aunt Zhang thought for a while, nodded and said: "Okay, I'll go back first. Young lady, don't blame yourself too much. She is responsible for all this. If it weren't for her..." Aunt Zhang accepted When Jing Chen looked at him coldly, he stopped talking.
After Mrs. Zhang left, the atmosphere suddenly became somber that only the sound of each other's breathing was left.
Seeing Jing Chen turning his back to her, ignoring her at all, treating her like nothing, Yun Wei was so sad that she couldn't even shed tears.
In the silence, the door of the operating room opened. Jing Chen rushed forward, grabbed the leading doctor by the collar, and asked urgently: "How is her condition?"
The doctor wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with an apologetic expression: "We have performed a uterine evacuation surgery on her, and..."
Seeing the doctor's troubled expression, Jing Chen had a bad premonition. He grabbed his collar tightly and urged, "And what?"
"Because she was delivered late, she suffered from severe bleeding, and her fallopian tubes and uterus were infected. She must take good care of her in the future, otherwise it will easily cause inflammation and even lead to infertility."
"Infertile?" Jing Chen asked solemnly.
"Sir, don't worry too much. As long as you take good care of your wife's body and take good care of her, the sequelae will disappear. Infertility is only a 5% chance. If she takes good care of herself in the future, this will happen. The possibility is very small, so, can you please loosen my collar?
Jing Chen realized that he had been holding on to the doctor's collar and quickly let go.
Yunwei heard the doctor call Hanyun his wife, but Jingchen didn't refute at all, which made her feel like she was drifting away from him.
Then, she saw Han Yun being pushed out of the operating room, and Jing Chen rushed forward and took Han Yun's outstretched hand.
"Chen, the child is gone, our child is gone, I'm sorry, I didn't take good care of our child, I'm sorry, I'm so useless..." Hanyun and Jingchen held hands and cried bitterly.
"Yun'er, don't be sad. If you don't have a child, you can have another one. Besides, don't you still have me? If you don't have a child, you still have me." Jing Chen put her hand on her cheek, his voice was sweet and gentle. It's outrageous.
Yun Wei watched their fingers clasped together, her internal organs throbbing with pain.
At this moment, she was standing behind them, looking so out of place.
At the door of the senior ward, when she heard Jing Chen's gentle voice comforting Han Yun, and Han Yun's final laugh, Yun Wei felt her heart ached to the point of numbness.
Finally, I took a deep breath, suppressed all the heartache, and made full mental preparation before knocking on the door.
"Come in!" was the calm and magnetic voice that once whispered in her ears every night.
Yunwei wiped the tears from her eyes, opened the door and walked in.
As soon as she entered the door, both of their expressions became stiff for a moment, while Han Yun had a strong look of hatred on her face.
"What did you come in for? Do you want to see how miserable my fate will be?" Han Yun said with tears streaming down his face and his voice choked.
Yunwei clenched her hands tightly, trying her best to endure the pain and sorrow in her heart.
Walking to the bed, Yunwei slowly said: "I came to you, just to say that I didn't mean it. Although I hate you, I really don't want you to lose your child. I have experienced losing a child.
. I know that pain. ．
"Yunwei, you are so hypocritical. Because Jing Chen is here, you say these duplicitous words without conscience?" Han Yun said with tears in his eyes.
"What did you say?" Yun Wei asked with a slight frown.
"I said you deliberately acted innocent in front of Jing Chen to make Jing Chen believe that you were innocent. You didn't mean to kill my child. You wanted Jing Chen to forgive you and stop blaming you.
That way, you and Jing Chen can be together like before."
"I didn't. I really didn't mean to do it. I didn't want anything to happen to your child at all. I..." Seeing Han Yun slandering her like this, Yun Wei defended herself eagerly.
Han Yun's tears flowed more and more violently, and she choked with tears and said: "Yunwei, because Jing Chen and I were sorry before, so this time you caused the loss of my child. Although I feel so sad that I don't want to hold you accountable, but you,
But you didn't even want to admit it, Yunwei, I didn't expect you to be such a cruel person. When you learned that I was pregnant, you were afraid that I would snatch Zhou Jingchen, so you deliberately pulled me, causing me to fall heavily to the ground.
Have you ever thought that it was a little life, how could you do it?"
Yunwei was shaken by Han Yun's last words. When she saw Jing Chen frowning and looking at her with a dark expression, her heart ached. Thinking that Jing Chen believed Han Yun's words, her heart ached.
Painful, angry and sad.
She had planned to kill her child, but now she said that she had killed her child with cruel hands. She couldn't bear Han Yun's slander and said angrily: "Shen Han Yun, I should be the one giving this sentence to you. How can you?"
I once thought that it was a little life, how could you do it? You killed me."
"Yunwei, you, you have caused me to lose my child and made me so miserable, yet you still refuse to let me go? Will you torture me to death so that your resentment towards me will be eliminated? Yunwei,
I always thought you were a gentle and kind person, but because of what happened with Jing Chen, I have always felt guilty towards you. Now that you are treating me like this, I no longer feel guilty towards you. I also ask you,
Let me go, don’t torture me anymore, I beg you." Han Yun said with tears streaming down his face.
Yun Wei's chest heaved up and down in anger at Han Yun's confusing words, and she pointed angrily at her: "Shen Han Yun, you..."
"Yunwei, Hanyun's not well yet. Stop saying things that make her emotional. If there's nothing else, just go home." Jing Chen interrupted her impatiently.
After Jing Chen finished speaking, he looked at Han Yun with distressed eyes and patted her back comfortingly, caring for everything, while Han Yun cried and fell into her arms.
The sadness and bitterness in her heart reached its limit. She raised her lips and smiled sadly, turned around and walked out of the room dejectedly.
Behind her, there was a painful gaze that was locked on her figure.
Back in the villa, Yunwei looked at the gorgeous things around her, but felt so depressed that she had difficulty breathing.
She sat down on the sofa exhausted both physically and mentally. The breath of despair mixed with the air and circulated around her, causing her chest to ache unbearably, and tears flowed silently all over her face.
Thinking that he didn't have the slightest love for her now, his eyes were full of Han Yun, he believed in her but didn't believe in himself, she wanted to escape from this depressing place, she wanted to stay far away from him. In that case, would she?
Wouldn’t it hurt so much?
However, the thought of leaving him made her heart ache repeatedly.
Thinking that once she left him, she would completely push him to Han Yun. From now on, he and Han Yun would be together, and only Han Yun would be the only one in his world without her. She was so sad and suffocated that she couldn't even breathe.
A feeling of powerlessness hit her, and she lay weakly on the sofa, curled up into a shrimp shape, and helpless tears kept falling down her cheeks.
How nice would it be if she could love him less? That way, she wouldn't be in so much pain, and her cheeks wouldn't be burning and painful with the constant flow of tears.
What did she do wrong? She must endure waves of endless pain.
Where is her way out? How can she get rid of all this pain?
Will she still have happiness in the future? Will Hanyun leave? Will Jingchen love her wholeheartedly and be good to her alone?
She could not see the dawn of happiness, she only saw darkness in her world. No matter how she ran, she could not find an exit.
Since her future will be spent in endless pain, what is she still doing in this world? What's the point of living if she endures heart-wrenching pain every day?
She was startled by her sudden thoughts and climbed up from the sofa, her breathing rapid and disordered.
Death, yes, since there is no end to the pain, and since every day from now on will be spent in pain, and life is worse than death, then it is better to die, so that you can get rid of everything that you cannot bear now.
She wiped the tears from her face, and a sad smile appeared on her lips.
"Young mistress, you are back." Mrs. Zhang's voice came from behind.
"Yeah!" She responded with a choked voice.
"Young Madam, you haven't even had lunch, what do you want to eat? Aunt Zhang will cook it for you... Young Madam, you..." Aunt Zhang said as she walked towards her, and saw Yunwei's face covered with tears.
, the words suddenly got stuck in my throat and I couldn't speak.
Yun Wei forced a smile to her: "I'm fine, I just need to cry a bit and I'll be fine."
Hearing what Yunwei said, Mrs. Zhang breathed a sigh of relief.
Yunwei looked at the fruits on the coffee table and said to Sister-in-law Zhang: "Sister-in-law Zhang, I want to cut up the cantaloupe to eat. Can you help me get a fruit knife?"
Mrs. Zhang nodded quickly and went to get it.
After a while, Mrs. Zhang brought the fruit knife and was about to cut the cantaloupe placed on the coffee table, but Yunwei stopped her.
"Sister-in-law Zhang, you have so much housework to do, go ahead and do it. I can cut the fruit myself." As he said this, he took the fruit knife from Aunt Zhang's hand.
Mrs. Zhang saw that Yunwei was smiling and no longer as sad as before, so she went about her own business.