Leng Qu stood outside the operating room, looking at the lights on inside and listening to the faint heartbreaking sound.
Every sound is filled with endless pain. It is not a sound caused by physical pain, but by the sad pain of the heart.
His calm eyes were filled with emotions that he didn't understand. He put his hands in his pockets and leaned to the side, his gaze deep and distant.
Turning around, with no emotion on his face, Leng Qu quickly disappeared from the hospital.
When I was leaving the hospital, I passed by a hurried figure.
In the operating room, the mournful sound continued until the baby's cry was heard, and the pain lasted for several hours. At the moment the child arrived, Ling Xiaoran seemed to have been drained of all her strength.
She opened her mouth, but the tired Ling Xiaoran couldn't make any sound. She watched the doctor quickly deal with the dirty blood on the baby, then watched the doctor wrap the baby up, and handed it to the nurse on the side to take it away.
He raised his hand tiredly, wanting to ask the nurse to stay and let her take a look first.
Shouldn't she be allowed to look at it before taking it away? Why did she take her baby away without saying a word...
However, Ling Xiaoran was too tired both physically and mentally, so in the end, the raised hand fell heavily, and the eyes that were holding on slowly closed.
Before falling into sleep, Ling Xiaoran opened and closed her mouth and said quietly, "Hao, why didn't you come..."
Closing his eyes, tears welled up again.
After taking the child away, the doctor looked at Ling Xiaoran who had fallen asleep from exhaustion on the operating table, and then gave instructions to the nurse on the side.
Ling Xiaoran was pushed back to the ward.
In the adjacent operating room, Su Dafei was lying on the bed, her sweaty hair hanging on her body. Situ Longhao stood aside, holding Su Dafei's hand and holding it tightly.
He put the baby aside, pushed the operating cart out, and met old Mrs. Situ who was just arriving.