The doctor looked at the man impatiently and scolded, "You are the father of the child, how do you behave as a father, how do you behave as a husband..." The doctor's face didn't look good.
The man blinked in confusion and said awkwardly, "You said she has a child?"
Hearing the man's words, the doctor became even more dissatisfied, "You don't even know she has a child?" What kind of world is this? A husband doesn't even know his wife is pregnant for two months.
The man blinked his eyes in confusion and shook his head, "I don't know."
The doctor couldn't stand it anymore, "I said, what a good girl, she was tortured like this by an unscrupulous person like you!" As a stranger, he couldn't bear it. The doctor shared the same hatred and pointed at the man to suppress the rising penis.
Angry, "...A person like you is not worthy of being her husband!" Such a delicate and kind-hearted girl was tortured to pieces by domestic violence, and the thin esophageal tube in her throat was almost cut off! How could you be so cruel to her?
Such a cruel attack.
The doctor could not forget the pain she felt when he was lying on the hospital bed to treat the girl's wound. The pain on her delicate forehead was so intense that a fine cold sweat broke out. His eyebrows were furrowed tightly. His fingers tightly grasped the sheets and pulled the sheets away.
The folds were scratched and the pain was unbearable. She still just bit her lip tightly and refused to shout the word "pain".
Her stubbornness and perseverance made the doctor suddenly feel heartbroken.
Even though she was in extreme pain, she ignored her. The doctor still remembered that even in a semi-fainting state, the girl still clung to the doctor's sleeves and begged bitterly. Her weak voice kept repeating, "Doctor, please save me."
Save my child...please...save my child..." She loves her child so much and is so reluctant to let go...
All the doctors and nurses present were moved by her perseverance and endless love. The doctor looked firmly at the girl's face and made a firm promise, "Lie well and we will do our best to keep you all safe."
Why should such a good girl endure such hardship? The father of the child cannot be forgiven. The doctor looked at the man in front of him and refused to forgive him.
The man wearing black-rimmed glasses sighed sadly and asked sincerely, "Doctor, are she and the child okay?"
The doctor who was in charge just now glanced at the man with a displeased look, "You still know how to care about her?" What have you done? Why didn't you feel compassion when she was tortured to the point of death?
The man had no intention of explaining. He lowered his head with an attitude of admitting his mistake, "It was my fault for not protecting her in time." He met the doctor's eyes and asked, "Doctor, tell me what's wrong with her?" His eyes
There was concern in it.
The doctor sighed. He was still someone else's family. No matter how unfair he was, he could only be a bystander. "Fortunately, it was delivered in time. Both the adults and the children were fine..." The doctor became serious again and lectured the man, "I'll do it again in the future."
We can't let her get hurt. This time it's a fetal movement. If it happens next time, it won't be that simple if you want to keep the child!" Doctors and parents believe that a new life is sacred and complete, and they have the right to have their own.
freedom of life.
The man smiled happily, "Now that I know the doctor, I won't let her get hurt again."
Ruge was very weak. She was lying quietly on the hospital bed, with glucose dripping into her veins drop by drop.
The man sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her closed eyes. Her thick eyelashes were like comets, forever extending between annihilation and extinction. The pure black seemed to hide the starlight, giving people the illusion of sparkling. Her almond lips were serene and embellished.
On the fair and tender face, like the red water lilies in June in the Jiangnan water town, there is a faint floral fragrance floating in the luster.
She always makes people fall in love with her like this. The man couldn't help but raise his hand, and gently placed his index finger on her lips, following the lines between her lips, with an expression of nostalgia.
Drop by drop, drop by drop, in Qingyue's room, the transparent bottle is always glowing with a pearl-like drop of water, floating and sinking, but never extinguishing, blocking the two people in front of the bed, blurring
out of sight.
Liuli City is full of music and music every night. This city that never sleeps gives people the feeling that it is always prosperous and peaceful.
Li Weitong stumbled out and returned to Moshang Hotel. She opened the door in a panic. She was shocked when she opened the door and saw the person in front of her. She screamed out, "Huo Zhenghui!" She was sitting on the sofa in her living room, holding a cup.
Tasting and drinking wine.
Huo Zhenghui turned back gracefully with a smile on her face and said, "Li Weitong, welcome back." Under the light, she was shrouded in soft light, so mysterious.
Li Weitong opened her mouth and chuckled, then walked forward nonchalantly, "This is my home, it's natural for me to come back." She sat on the sofa, picked up the goblet and poured herself a glass of whiskey, which was her favorite.
Red wine, spicy and exciting, is always an indispensable item in her room.
Raising her hand to take a sip, Li Weitong suddenly stopped her hand, her raised eyes widened suddenly, and she suddenly turned to Huo Zhenghui, "Have you been to my room!" It was not a question, it was a question. She never kept whiskey in the living room to share with outsiders.
!
Huo Zhenghui remained calm. She leaned back with a noble and elegant smile, "No, I brought the red wine myself. I invite you to share it..." Her friendly and harmless eyes looked at Li Weitong's face seriously.
Surprised.
Li Weitong glanced at Huo Zhenghui, who had come with unknown intentions, and suspiciously picked up the bottle and looked at it. The whiskey was **** years old! It was indeed not the wine in her room.
Her tense heart relaxed a little, she put down the wine bottle, raised her head and drank the red wine in the glass, using the wine to calm down her ups and downs, "Tell me, what do you want from me?" She went to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing.
Besides, it's still late at night, and she's still the eldest lady of the Huo family!
Huo Zhenghui smiled intelligently, stretched out her fingers, and played with the solid-color platinum ring on her index finger. She said in a faint voice that shocked Li Weitong to death, "I wonder if we will never see Lan Ruge again."
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"What do you mean? You...don't talk nonsense..." Li Weitong sat upright.
"What do I mean? You should understand..." Huo Zhenghui raised his eyes and looked at the clock on the wall. "It's six minutes until dawn. Are you feeling guilty?"
Li Weitong suddenly felt at a loss, "...I...I didn't do anything wrong. What do I have to feel guilty about..."
"Didn't you do anything wrong?" Huo Zhenghui leaned on the sofa with a harmless expression, "Would you like me to show you a documentary about Lan Ruge pinching you and then pushing her to the ground where her life or death is uncertain..." Huo Zhenghui said very clearly.
calm.
"You!" Li Weitong was shocked, "You are following me?"
Huo Zhenghui remained indifferent, "I'm not following you, I just happened to meet you."
Li Weitong endured it again and again, "What do you want?" Hasn't this woman always just ignored her? Can't she just be her own lady? Now she's interfering in the matter between her and Lan Ruge, what exactly do she want?