Jiang Zimo lowered her eyes with some guilt, and then warm water drops fell drop by drop in her eyes. Without bothering to wipe the tears, she hugged her arms tightly as if she was afraid of the cold, and used her long hair to
Blocking everyone's sight, I kept shouting in my heart: It's not me! It's not me! It's not me...
Although she had a very bad attitude towards Yao Yuhan before, she was so angry that she even threw a pillow at her and slapped her in the face, but... she never thought that she would really cause her to have a miscarriage.
If you have severe bleeding, you will need to have your uterus removed!
"A'Zi! A'Zi, don't be afraid! My dad... he must be crazy to talk nonsense to you. I'm sorry, A'Zi, we won't argue with him. Come on, let's go back first.
I’ll take you back first. Look at how cold your hands are. Are you scared?”
After subduing Murong Yuanhong and throwing it to the hospital security, Murong Qingzhen rushed over and picked up Jiang Zimo, who was slumped in the corner, and held her in his arms. He moved her slender waist closer to him with distress.
Go and keep patting her on the shoulder to signal her not to be afraid.
But Jiang Zimo still couldn't help crying "Wow!" She was so scared, so scared that it was really because of herself that Yao Yuhan lost this child, and she also had to endure a hysterectomy and would never be able to see her again.
The despair and pain of childbirth.
As long as she thinks of the hazy little sprouting life in her belly, Jiang Zimo feels that everything she has done before is so unforgivable. Although she has so many reasons to find the root of her defense, but
At this moment, she didn't want to use any of them, and she didn't want to think about any of them.
"Qingzhen, it's not me... Wuwu... It's really not me..." At this moment, only by hugging Murong Qingzhen's warm body tightly could Jiang Zimo breathe. Fortunately, he was
He protects himself so much that he even openly confronts his father for her.
But in Murong Yuanhong's eyes, Murong Qingzhen's support for her was nothing more than a blatant contempt for his father's authority.
It can be seen that although Murong Yuanhong was stopped by everyone, and even Yao Yuwan, who had been sitting silently in a wheelchair, asked him not to lose his composure again, he was still so angry when he looked at Jiang Zimo.
, full of resentment.
Jiang Zimo couldn't help but shudder when he saw him. Murong Qingzhen felt it and immediately hugged her tighter.
"Don't be afraid, Azi, this matter has nothing to do with you. As long as I'm here, no one can do anything to you."
Jiang Zimo snuggled tightly into his arms, tears streaming down her face unknowingly and she didn't even notice.
At Madam Murong's signal, Murong Qingzhen hurriedly took Jiang Zimo out of the hospital. Along the way, Jiang Zimo just lay in his arms and kept sobbing. Murong Qingzhen didn't look too good, and the car
Halfway through the car, Jiang Zimo suddenly asked him to change direction, saying that he wanted to go back to the hospital to see his father.
Murong Qingzhen talked to her patiently. He parked the car on the side of the road, and the two of them began their only heart-to-heart talk under the dawn that was about to appear on the horizon.
Murong Qingzhen first apologized to Jiang Zimo. He felt that although he had no choice but to conceal Yao Yuhan's whereabouts, he still found it difficult to explain to Jiang Zimo.