Three days later, Yuluo's condition temporarily stabilized. Thankfully, there were no complications and he was successfully transferred to the general ward.
When the doctor told Ye Xiuchen the news, his thoughts were twisting and turned, and for a moment, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"When will she wake up?"
"This is not sure, but you can stay by her bedside and you should wake up today."
After the doctor left, Ye Xiuchen slowly approached the ward where Yuluo was. Every step forward became extremely difficult.
Yuluo's face was still pale, there were fewer tubes on his body, and there were still needles for getting some drip on his slender wrist.
Ye Xiuchen sat down in front of her silently, stretched out his hand tremblingly, gently pulled the arm that had not had any drip, and carefully wrapped her little hand in his big palm.
Only this close contact between the skin makes his tight heart relax. Only in this way can he feel her existence and be sure that she can still be by his side.
Yu Luo's little hands were cold, and his body was like an ice man, without any warmth. Ye Xiuchen bent down with distress and fell on her pale little face, until a layer of it appeared on her cheeks.
With a faint pink color, he left with satisfaction, sat back to the edge of the bed, staring at her motionlessly.
A nurse came in to check the instruments and change the powder. Ye Xiuchen was tense and watched the nurse's movements. Every move of the nurse touched his nerves, as if he was afraid that the girl on the bed would be suffering from her body even if she was in a coma.
Great pain.
The nurse checked the instrument for Yuluo, hung up a bottle of drips again, and when she left, she glanced at the man sitting by the bed.
In the past few days, almost all the young female nurses in the hospital have met this man named Ye Xiuchen. He is tall, cold, and his facial features are almost the most perfect of them. The young girl's mind is longing for this perfect
Men can look at them more, but no matter how they create opportunities, their sight seems to be only on the unconscious lady forever and never walk away.
The night gradually descends on this foreign country, near the sea.
In this country, it is still early spring, with cool breeze piercing through the windows, mixed with drizzle.
Ye Xiuchen reluctantly let go of Yuluo's hand, got up, and closed the ward window. He still remembered that she liked to curl up when she was sleeping, afraid of the cold.
Close the window and look back, time seems to be still.
The person on the bed, his little hands and index fingers exposed outside the quilt, shook slightly, and just a moment, let Ye Xiuchen's world become clear.
The doctor and nurse rushed over immediately and conducted a comprehensive examination for Yuluo.
The doctor held the characteristic flashlight and gently opened Yuluo's eyes and looked at Ye Xiuchen one by one. Finally, he looked at Ye Xiuchen with relief with a nervous look on his face.
"Mr. Ye, Miss Yu's consciousness has recovered very well and should be awakened soon."
Ye Xiuchen looked at Yu Luo and did not dare to shift his vision at all.
The slender, black eyelashes began to tremble uneasyly, Yu Luo's brows frowned slightly, this was a sign of her waking up. The next second, the thin eyelids gently opened a slit, slowly, the black pupils
It was revealed.
Yuluo opened his eyes and stared blankly in front of him. This sleep seemed to have been sleeping for a whole century. His ears seemed to be blocked by something, and he could not hear anything. His eyes seemed to be blocked by something, and he could see anything.
Not.
Ye Xiuchen looked at Yu Luo who had just woken up, and her eyes were filled with confusion. Her eyes were staring at a certain point without moving, and her thin lips moved, and she couldn't help but speak tentatively.
"Lolo?"
He called her name gently, tightened the big palm of her little hand, and Yuluo slowly turned around and looked at him.
Ye Xiuchen felt excited. Just as he was about to speak, he saw a sudden fear in her originally plain eyes. He struggled to pull back the hand he held, but this touched the wound on his body.
Her face suddenly stiffened, and big drops of sweat overflowed her forehead.
"Lolo, you have injuries on your body, don't move, okay?"
He tried to wipe the sweat off her forehead, but it made her eyes even more horrified.
Yu Luo looked at the man in front of him. The scene before he was unconscious appeared like black and white silent films. When she saw Jin Kun's hands holding a gun and aiming at her abdomen regardless of her plea, her body suddenly
A shock.
She stopped struggling, her eyes slowly turned to her belly covered by the white sheets, where it was empty, as if nothing was there.
She raised her arm with difficulty, wanted to touch that place, felt it with her own hands, and was there any little life she wanted to protect with her whole life.
However, the body under the quilt was unable to move at all. Even raising a finger made her facial features wrinkle tightly together. Her body seemed to be tied up with a thousand pounds of stone, and she couldn't breathe.
, can't move, can't move!
Yuluo bit her lower lip tightly, enduring the severe pain, and tried his best to raise her arms. Her pale face was flushed red, but she ignored it. Her teeth bit her tender lips and blood
It flowed out between the lips and teeth.
"Lolo..." Ye Xiuchen pressed her arm, his black eyes full of pain, "Lolo, don't touch, don't touch there..."
She and his child were unable to save him, and he watched the unformed little life flow out of her body, and it was bloody and could not even tell that it would be a child.
"Don't touch, don't touch, okay?"
Yu Luo stared at Ye Xiuchen's eyes tightly, her pale lips opened. She wanted to move and talk, but she couldn't make any sound. Tears just flowed down like this, drop by drop, warm
, hit the back of Ye Xiuchen's hand shaking with her.
"Loluo, I know what you want to ask." Ye Xiuchen's eyebrows were frowning tightly. He didn't know how much courage it would take to tell her this unacceptable fact, "I'm sorry, Loluo."
Yu Luo stared at him motionlessly. The long coma made her unable to make any sound. Some painful sounds faintly came from her throat. Tears, like beads with broken threads, kept coming from her eyes.
It surged out.
Baby, no more...
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Chuanchuan: Today's 9,000 words have been updated, and one thousand words have been added~~ See you tomorrow~~~
ps: The writings in the past few days may be difficult for some relatives to accept, but this is a big turning point. For some people and some things, I hope that the relatives will continue to watch them patiently~~~