Shangguan Yi thought deeply for a moment, looked at Shangguan Chen's angry eyes, and said slowly, "Okay, I understand!"
Finally he sighed, turned around and left.
At the end of the quiet corridor, Shangguan Chen was the only one left, and the surroundings fell into silence again.
Time passed minute by minute, and Shangguan Chen remained motionless, leaning against the door, his stern face gradually becoming serious and slightly sad.
How should he tell Han Zhiyan the cruel fact of miscarriage.
He was afraid to see Han Zhiyan's heartbroken look.
He couldn't help but start to worry. When she woke up and faced such a cruel fact, her originally weak body couldn't bear it and collapsed again.
At this moment, he began to regret his own uselessness.
Why can't he even protect the one he loves? Xintong is like this, Han Zhiyan is like this.
Could it be that he hasn't done well enough, so God wants to take away his most important person again and again.
Feeling restless, he couldn't help but take out another cigarette and smoke it slowly, as if in this way he could suppress the complex emotions of worry and regret in his heart.
The dark ward was still cold and quiet, except for the beeping sound of the electrocardiogram.
Han Zhiyan was in a coma, her brain was confused and confused. In her dream, she seemed to be in a fog, her legs seemed to have no strength, and she could not get out of the maze-like barren mountains.
It was pitch black all around, and she couldn't see her fingers. She was walking and running randomly in the deserted mountains and fields in a panic, when she was suddenly dropped to the ground by something.
She raised her head with difficulty and tried to stand up. Suddenly, the old tree in front of her suddenly turned into a fierce snake and pounced on her.
Han Zhiyan hugged her legs in fear, and her whole body shivered with fright. When the fierce snake pounced in front of her, it suddenly transformed into Rong Feier's sneer and sinister look.
"Han Zhiyan, your child is gone, hahaha..."
Rong Fei'er's dark, sharp and strange voice kept echoing in this uninhabited wilderness, constantly lingering in Han Zhiyan's ears.
"Han Zhiyan, your child is gone, hahaha..."
"Your child is gone..."
Such a scene made Han Zhiyan miserable.
Suddenly, Han Zhiyan heard a "pop" sound and looked up, only to see that Rong Feier's whole body was on fire, but she didn't appear to be in any pain. On the contrary, she could still see her cold face in the flames.
Smiling to yourself.
Han Zhiyan couldn't help but feel a cold feeling behind her, and panicked.
Soon, Rong Fei'er was buried in the flames and turned into a pool of blood, which gradually condensed into the appearance of a child. The child was seen crying and shouting, "Mom, why don't you want me? Why don't you want me? I'm fine."
pain!"
Han Zhiyan subconsciously wanted to stand up, but her legs seemed weak and she couldn't move no matter how much she did. She could only sit where she was, looking sadly at the little child crying and saying, "Baby, my baby, mother didn't want you.
It’s useless mom!”
However, the figure of the child became more and more confused, and Han Zhiyan could only cry sadly, having difficulty breathing, as if she couldn't lift it up in one breath.
Shangguan Chen, who was standing outside the room, suddenly heard Han Zhiyan's shrill cry and quickly turned around and walked into the ward.
When he walked to Han Zhiyan's bedside, he saw her sweating, her brows furrowed, her eyes closed in pain, and she kept shouting "Baby, baby..."