All I knew was that Si Miaomiao's face was as white as paper, her hands were still bleeding, and Wang Yue'er was sitting on Si Miaomiao's belly, trying to hit Si Miaomiao.
Si Miaomiao glanced at Si Yi in pain and said, "Third brother, I feel so much pain!"
As he said this, Si Miaomiao closed his eyes and passed out.
"Miaomiao!" Si Yi shouted, and fiercely pulled up Wang Yue'er who was sitting on Si Miaomiao's belly.
Wang Yue'er was violently thrown away and fell to the corner. Her stomach hit the top of the kitchen cabinet.
"Ah!" She screamed and fell to the ground, feeling dizzy for a while.
I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my stomach.
Her stomach really hurt. She was punched several times by Si Miaomiao, pushed by Si Yi, and even hit the corner of the table. At this moment, her stomach and heart were cramping together.
But she watched helplessly as her beloved man walked out of the kitchen with his baby sister in his arms, ignoring her.
"Si Yi, my stomach hurts! It really hurts!" Wang Yuer shouted.
How much she cared about her and Si Yi's child, how much she was looking forward to the birth of this child, she was so scared, so scared that something would happen to their child.
She looked at Si Yi's back in despair, because he was the only one who could save her.
But Si Yi acted as if he couldn't hear it, and without even looking back, he hurriedly left with Si Miaomiao, who was bleeding all the way.
He only has eyes for his sister, not his wife.
She thought he loved her very much, really really loved her. She thought that in this world, Si Yi was the man who loved her the most, but when she saw that the man who was best to her was better to another woman.
At that time, her heart was so painful that she could not speak, even though that woman was his sister.
It's also very unpleasant.
Tears completely blurred my vision.
Wang Yue'er's stomach felt like menstrual cramps, stuffy and painful. In the corner of the kitchen filled with blood, she shrank into a ball in pain.
Despair, she felt nothing else but despair.
She just felt a warm current gushing out. Wang Yue'er saw with her own eyes that two traces of blood flowed down her thigh. Her eyes widened in shock and she reached out tremblingly, but she didn't dare to touch the blood on her thigh.
Child, no more?
The man who brought the child into this world ended up taking the life of their unborn child with his own hands.
Wang Yue'er's heart felt cold as never before.
I feel so desperate for Si Yi, this family, and the whole world.
She stretched out her hand, but no one pulled her to stand up from the pool of blood.
She wanted to try to stand up and get the phone to call an ambulance, because she also wanted to save the life in her belly, the innocent life.
She could feel the life in her belly growing every day, and the fetal movement every day was the moment she looked forward to the most. She didn't dare to think about whether the baby would survive.
She didn't want the child that had been in her belly for more than four months, and she didn't want anything to happen to her.
But no matter how hard she tried, her stomach hurt so much that she broke into a cold sweat, but she didn't have the strength to stand up.
Wang Yue'er was lying on the ground, but she pushed the rocker hard and crawled out of the kitchen bit by bit in pain.
Cold sweat broke out all over her face, and her eyes were so dispirited that she almost covered her eyes. She saw that the phone was right in front of her, but she couldn't reach it.
For the sake of her children, she had to be strong. She gritted her teeth and worked hard.