Yi Haoxian came to Mu Shuiling's ward as usual. However, when he entered the door, Mu Shuiling, who had always been dissatisfied with no one, had a painful expression on his face today, and his brows were deeply frowning.
Seeing this, Yi Haoxian hurriedly called the doctor.
However, the doctor's diagnosis surprised him.
"At present, the patient is showing signs of pregnancy."
Looking at the doctor in disbelief, Yi Haoxian thought he had not learned Chinese well, so he missed a few words.
At this time, Mu Shuiling, who had been sleeping, suddenly opened her eyes, paused word by word, extremely ruthless, "kill."
"Miss, the child has not yet been formed, and even if he wants to abort, it will not be time yet."
Suddenly, Mu Shuiling had a ferocious face and wanted to swing her fist to her stomach.
Yi Haoxian grabbed her hand quickly and roared at her, "Are you fucking crazy?!"
"Let go!" Mu Shuiling struggled, looking up, tears long ago, "Let go!"
"For a man, it is worth abuse of his body like this?" Yi Haoxian grabbed it tightly, and no matter Mu Shuiling's wrists were red, he just refused to let go.
"You can't control it! Let go! I'll tell you to let me go!" Mu Shuiling broke free from the infusion and roared at Yi Haoxian.
"Let you go, are you going to do something that hurts me?" Yi Haoxian pinched the tears-filled chin with his other hands, "Let you go, are you going to die with the child in your stomach?
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Mu Shuiling was silent and did not answer. But he still broke free without giving up.
"Do you fucking know? That's a life!" Yi Haoxian's eyes were red, like a furious lion, roaring at her.
This roar made Mu Shuiling suddenly lose his movements.
That is a life...
A life that grew slowly in her belly...
Mu Shuiling no longer struggled, but curled up in a ball and started crying heart-wrenchingly.
"Tell me... what I should do." Mu Shuiling's crying rang throughout the ward, desolate and sad, "I can't forget him... I can't forget... what to do!!"
These days, she tried to numb herself, tried to forget Moscow, and tried to delete all the memories about him.
It was obvious that she wanted to forget, but she couldn't do it. She tried hard, but in the end, she gave up again...
Mosjue was already deeply rooted in her heart and could not be pulled out no matter how hard she pulled it out.
Unless, take it away together.
"Forget him is your only choice." Yi Haoxian couldn't help but raise his hand, patted Mu Shuiling's shoulder, and comforted, "There is nothing that cannot be done, time will dilute the pain. Forget him, no
What's impossible."
Some people will never forget them in this life and will force themselves to forget them.
Even if it hurts and is uncomfortable in the process of forgetting it, it is only a moment.
It's better than torture yourself for the rest of your life...
Mu Shuiling didn't answer, buried himself between his legs, and got up early and wet the sheets.
If she could forget, she wouldn't be so stupid that she remembered so deeply and tortured herself every minute.
If she could forget, she would resolutely choose to forget everything, at least, she would not be as painful as she is now.
Mu Shuiling on the hospital bed cried for no reason, but his face was buried between his legs and did not lift it up.
Just when Yi Haoxian thought she was tired of crying and fell asleep.
Mu Shuiling's disheartened voice slowly came, "Please take me away. No matter where you go, as long as there is no place for Moss."