Chapter 74: The hand passed over on the operating table
Her thoughts gradually drifted away, and she remembered two months ago.
In a bar, drunkenly late at night, or getting married, her head felt dizzy, but her thoughts became clearer and clearer.
That night, she passed out drunk on Ye Li's table. Shen Yake showed up in time and helped her to the room upstairs. She has always been an obedient and sensible child, never making trouble unreasonably. She remembered that she drank that day She drank a lot and had never been drunk before, so she experienced the feeling of being drunk that day.
She thought that getting drunk would solve a thousand worries as the ancients said, but who knew that was not the case at all. After getting drunk, the impression of Shen Yake in her mind became clearer, just like being held captive. It's like it's engraved in my mind and I can't get it out of my mind.
She feels so uncomfortable, so uncomfortable...
When she woke up again, she was in a simple and comfortable room. She beat her head with a splitting headache in discomfort. There were only intermittent fragments about what happened to her after she was drunk. In her impression, she seemed to have seen Shen Yake. Nervous face. She also felt that she was being sentimental. How could he appear here with such a nervous expression? Could it be that she was still drunk and had not sobered up?
As she walked down the stairs, she heard two boys talking loudly. Maybe it was because the light in the room was too dark. She could barely see the two figures vaguely, but she remembered the voices, especially when they were heard. When she heard those words, like a thunder, all her pretense and all her strength collapsed instantly!
What did she hear? She burst into tears for a moment, covering her mouth and squatting slowly at the entrance of the stairs.
He said, let’s get married! Get married! Shen Yake wanted to marry her. This was her dream. Why did her heart feel empty and uncomfortable when he said it? Could it be that she hadn’t drank enough wine? If she didn't wake up, there would be a burning tingling sensation that was torturing her nerves.
She had a splitting headache. When she woke up again, she was faced with a white ceiling. She tried hard to open her eyes and stared at them for a moment. She wanted to know if everything that happened last night and even recently was her dream.
After a long time, she only felt pain in her neck, pain in her eyes, soreness and swelling, and even warm liquid leaked out. Until the doctor in a white coat said to her seriously: "Little girl, you can't be so willful, even if you don't." If you care about your own body, you should also care about the child in your belly. He is already two months old and he cannot drink like this anymore."
She moved her eyes away from the ceiling, unable to believe her ears, and asked again uncertainly: "What did you say just now?"
"I told you that you are two months pregnant. You should take good care of your body and stop being so willful." The white coat said again. Ling Mei's pupils suddenly dilated. He said that she was pregnant, and she actually had Shen Yake's child, just because of that time, just because of that time, she was pregnant with his child.
If she could pretend that the doctor was joking, could Shen Yake's cold, expressionless face behind the doctor tell her that all of this was true? What she heard now was Really, no one was lying to her, but she was lying to herself, and she was so timid that she couldn't believe it.
Originally, having a child was the happiest thing for a woman, but when she saw Shen Yake's extremely cold, irrelevant, and unresponsive face, how could she dare to believe it and think about happiness?
He didn't care about this unborn little life at all, because he didn't care about this little life's mother, and he also didn't care about this little life. How could she ignite the joy of being a mother because of his arrival?
He just didn't look at her on the hospital bed from the beginning to the end. He didn't say a word, and followed the white coat out in unusual silence. She was pregnant with his child, and he didn't even look at her, let alone It would be fine to say any caring words to her, even just a small greeting. He didn't have any, he didn't even bother!
Ling Mei's vision was blurred again, her fingers tightly grasped the white sheet under her body, picking out wrinkles, her fingertips turned white, and her veins stood out. Did he hate her so much, did he just dismiss her like this?
Or is he blaming her? Using a child to hinder his footsteps made him lose the right to pursue happiness.
She is a considerate and good girl, and she considers the people she likes and the people she loves very much, so as soon as she got the news of her pregnancy, all she considered was Shen Yake's feelings and thoughts. For She seems to have forgotten herself, her happiness, and her future. The person who needs happiness most now should be her!
A simple and beautiful woman like her should be happy!
After a quick visit to the hospital, Shen Yake never showed up again. Although she knew that the nurse who came to take care of her was a servant of Shen Yake's family, he never showed up, not even once, not even once in half a month. It never appeared, and her heart gradually became cold.
It was rumored that Du Juanchen had returned to S City. She smiled bitterly, so she was back, she was still back. Then Shen Yake could find a reason for turning a blind eye and being indifferent for so many days. After all, he, his beloved woman, was back!
Her heart also had expectations at the beginning, gradually became cold, and finally became numb.
She made a decision. She was shocked when she made this decision. She covered her heart with her hands and still couldn't stop trembling. She wanted to abort this unpopular child, even though she cared so much and felt so distressed. , so reluctant. However, she gritted her teeth and decided to do it.
She didn't want Shen Yake to love her because he pitied her, and she didn't want Shen Yake to marry her because she was pregnant with his child. It would be painful not only for Shen Yake, but also for herself. Thinking of herself Her husband only agreed to marry her because he had a child, so she felt shameful and even more miserable!
Even if Ling Mei had no dignity in front of Shen Yake and no matter how pitiful she was, she would not do such a thing! No matter how much she longed for him to give their mother and son a stable and happy home!
She didn't tell anyone that she was going to have a miscarriage, not even the Shen family servant who had been taking care of her for half a month didn't mention it at all, and quietly walked into the door of the operating room alone.
It's not that she didn't hesitate, she just thought that if she turned around and looked back, she would no longer have the courage to walk through the door. If she turned around and looked back, she would fall into the abyss of eternal destruction.
So she lied down on the operating table pretending to be calm, even though her face was pale and her hands were shaking uncontrollably. Even the doctor who performed the surgery noticed her abnormality and asked her again and again if she really wanted to have this operation. .
She lay on the operating table and stared at the ceiling. The last time she woke up in the hospital, she saw the same ceiling. Suddenly, Shen Yake's blank face when he heard that she had a child suddenly appeared in her mind. Sad without joy, a cold and indifferent face.
She closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, and nodded feebly, her eyes moist with tears flowing out.
The busy figures of doctors and nurses were playing in the operating room. She did not open her eyes, but she could hear their busy footsteps. The moment the anesthetic entered her body, her vision gradually became blurred, and her head became heavier and heavier. I became more and more dizzy, and finally I could barely open one eye and looked helplessly at everything around me.
Dizziness, darkness, darkness, like a huge magnet, attracted her to slowly fall, fall...
"Stop." A familiar voice came, and her numb body trembled, and she gradually opened her slightly chinted eyes. Her watery eyes were full of surprise, brilliance, and a hint of disbelief.
He is here, he is actually here. He has not revealed to anyone about his abortion. How did he know? How could he know? Her eyelids became heavier and heavier. With the last trace of consciousness, she tried hard to see Looking at his face as he gradually approaches.
She really wanted to ask him, how did he know and how did he come back? Should he urge her to do the surgery quickly or tell her that he was the father of the child? He did not allow her to do this. However, she had no strength anymore and the anesthetic was in her body. Wandering around, her thoughts gradually became blurred and she felt uncontrollably confused.
She didn't have the strength to ask him out loud, so she just looked at him, looking at him silently. Everywhere she looked was wet. She was hopeful, fearing that he would mercilessly drive her into the abyss of eternal destruction.
"I am the father of this child, and I will also be your marriage partner. In the past few days, I have notified major newspapers and published our marriage news. Your parents have also agreed. The date is set for three months later. Today, I have been so busy these days that I have neglected you." Shen Yake leaned forward slightly, stretched out his left hand, and handed it to her within reach.
As if waiting for her decision, her hand hung in the air and refused to be taken back.
"I'm sorry for letting you bear so much alone." When he said this, he looked straight at her on the hospital bed, his expression serious, affectionate and firm that no one could doubt.
Her tear ducts collapsed and tears fell down.
As long as she raised her hand slightly, she could grasp those big, steady and strong hands with clear joints. Those palms symbolized the warmth of happiness and family.
She tried her best, but she only raised it slightly, and struggled to get closer to the palm he handed her. She got closer, closer, closer, still ten centimeters, five centimeters away, slowly getting closer. …
All the medical staff present looked at all this with their mouths open. It was a real-life version of the poignant and moving love story of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai. There was a little nurse with red hearts in her eyes, looking enviously at the infatuated man and woman in front of her.
When her fingertips touched, her consciousness faded, and she gradually lost consciousness. Her hand did not fall.
The second before she lost consciousness, she saw her raised hand being grabbed by him and held tightly in his hand. She could still clearly feel the coldness in his palm.
Close your eyes, a faint smile froze at the corner of your mouth.
Today, just today, she had a sweet dream!
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