Under the car lights, Qian Qianqian's face turned extremely pale, which made Shi Jing's heart tighten violently.
His eyes inadvertently touched her hand placed under her lower abdomen. There was a dazzling blood red, staining her lower body and the suit he covered her body with.
In an instant, Shi Jing's expression changed immediately, fear and panic flashed in his eyes.
His voice was trembling violently, and his hands holding Qian Qianqian were stained with sticky liquid, which frightened him even more.
"Master!"
"Go call the doctor!"
He yelled, and quickly walked upstairs with Qian Qianqian in his arms. On his hands were patches of dazzling blood, and drops spread along the ground from downstairs to his room.
"Qianqian, what's wrong with you? I'm sorry, Qianqian, wake up, wake up, Qianqian..."
He put her on the bed, and the fatal panic enveloped her whole body, making it impossible for him to find an outlet to vent.
Damn it, what did he do? Why did it become like this?
Thinking of his wild and wild behavior of venting on her in the car, his heart was filled with self-blame.
"Master Jing, let me show it to Miss Qian first."
Dr. Ye arrived not long after. The dazzling red blood on the ground and the blood stains on Shi Jing's body made Dr. Ye frown.
After quickly examining Qian Qianqian, his eyes touched Qian Qianqian's lower body that was stained red with blood, and his expression changed.
"Master Jing, you and Miss Qian..."
Dr. Ye did not say anything further. Shi Jing understood what he meant and nodded to Dr. Ye without any hesitation, and then asked: "What's wrong with her? Why is this happening?"
"Ms. Qian...is pregnant."
"What?"
Shi Jing was stunned. For him, such news was like a sudden gift from God. But when faced with the pool of blood that made him panic, he felt that something he loved was about to be taken away.
Panic suddenly enveloped his body and mind.
"Ms. Qian is two months pregnant."
Dr. Ye continued to speak, but his expression became more and more solemn.
"Two months?"
She was two months pregnant, and he had been separated from her for less than two months, so...
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She was already pregnant with his child the night she broke up with him?
At this moment, he couldn't describe how he felt, as if God had been playing tricks on him, playing him to death, and now, it was so cruel that he almost destroyed the child.
Suddenly, his eyes turned to Dr. Ye and pulled him over, "What now? How is the child? How is the child?"
The trembling tone vented his fear. He wanted her twice. Each time, he asked for her endlessly and without any reservation. That kind of venting that was fatal to her would mean
What.
What does such a little life of only two months have to endure?
The more he thought about it, the more frightened Shi Jing felt. He stared at Dr. Ye, his eyes not daring to move for a moment. Even the arm holding Dr. Ye was still trembling.
"Master Jing, calm down."
Doctor Ye frowned, "The child... is gone."
"Gone?"
Shi Jing's face froze instantly, his thin lips trembled violently, and he tightened his grip on Dr. Ye's wrist, "What does it mean to be gone? What does it mean to be gone?"