Sikong Jingqiu stood there, his whole body shaking and chilling uncontrollably!
After a while.
Sikong Jingqiu slowly raised his head and stared at Xia Dongye. Cold sweat continued to break out on his forehead. His body and voice were trembling at the same time. "You just said...Haiyue...the child in her belly..."
Xia Dongye glanced at Sikong Jingqiu, took his words, and continued, "As of today, it's only been more than two months!"
so……
Song Haiyue's child in Du Zili is not Du Yunyan's at all, but his own?!
After coming to his senses, Sikong Jingqiu's body shook heavily, and his face looked uglier than ever before!
Seeing him like this, Xia Dongye couldn't bear it. He was wondering whether he should tell Sikong Jingqiu that the child was still alive.
but……
Xia Dongye turned around and glanced at the sick Song Haiyue.
It would be better for Song Haiyue to tell him about this matter.
If Song Haiyue is still willing to tell Jing Qiu after she wakes up.
Xia Dongye pursed his lips, swallowed the words that came to his lips, and changed to, "It's useless for you to regret it now. You'd better spend more time with Song Haiyue. I have an operation tomorrow, so I'll go back and rest first. What's the matter?
Call me later."
Xia Dongye said, patted Sikong Jingqiu's shoulder, turned and left.
The surroundings suddenly fell into dead silence. Sikong Jingqiu was nailed there, and his chest was pressed like a boulder. It was extremely heavy, so heavy that he couldn't even lift his feet.
After a long time, Sikong Jingqiu was finally able to move.
Step by step, he slowly walked to the bedside and sat down. Looking at the sick Haiyue, whose face was a bit paler than the sheets, he felt a severe cramping pain in his heart.
The sick Haiyue did not wake up because of the sounds just now, and remained peacefully asleep. This shows how serious her condition is this time.
It was so serious that even though he and Xia Dongye made such big movements and noises, they couldn't wake her up...
Sikong Jingqiu sat stiffly, looking at the sick man with a confused and helpless expression on his face.
In this situation, he didn't know what to do, let alone what he should do!
Her face was so pale that it was almost transparent, and you could see the tiny blood vessels under her skin. The rise and fall of her chest was not obvious, and her breathing was so weak that it was almost imperceptible.
Haiyue, is she... really okay?
Sikong Jingqiu looked at her carefully, his heart churning with the violent impact of regret, which almost turned his insides over.
Everything is his fault!
It was his recklessness and hysteria that made Haiyue become like this!
If he hadn't completely lost his mind...
If he calms down enough to think...
If he hadn't drank so much just now...
if……
The more Sikong Jingqiu thought about it, the more he regretted it and his face became paler.
Wanting to make sure Song Hai was really still breathing, he held his breath, trembling slightly, and slowly stretched out his hand. However, as soon as his hand reached her cheek, before it touched her, it suddenly stopped.
Then, the scalding water was poured on him and he suddenly shrank back.
Sikong Jingqiu couldn't imagine what Haiyue would have become if Xia Dongye hadn't appeared in time today.
He stared intently at Haiyue's bloodless face, and after a long time, he moved his gaze to her flat belly covered with a quilt.