After a long time, she heard her fragile voice ask softly: "Doctor, will I die?"
She had not lived very long in her life and had not experienced many good things. It would be a pity if she died like this...
She doesn't want to die yet.
How could she die in the operating room after she had survived such painful and difficult times?
The doctor didn't answer her, but just told her to hold on a little longer and she would be fine soon.
She knew she was probably going to die, so she asked gently: "If I can only have one, can I have a child?"
The nurse who was pressing her abdomen heard her words, looked up at her, and scolded her in English: "What are you talking about?"
Su Qianqian accepted her words for no reason and said helplessly: "I must have this child..."
She didn't know why she was so persistent.
When she was kidnapped by Lance, she wanted to die for a while, but the only thing that persisted was the child in her belly.
He suffered so much when he was still in the belly. If he was not allowed to appear in this world, as his mother, it would be very wrong.
If she had to exchange one life for another, she would be willing to give her own life to her child in exchange for his coming.
This is such selfish maternal love, but she has no choice.
The blood was flowing more and more, and her heartbeat seemed to be about to stop. Everyone in the ward looked solemn.
Ann was outside, crying so hard that her eyes were swollen. She seemed to feel the solemn atmosphere in the operating room. The hand holding the mobile phone was shaking so much that she could hardly hold it. While she was crying, she said to Tang Yunsheng inside: "Mr. Tang
, Miss Qianqian bled a lot, Mr. Tang, I’m so scared..."
"I probably...can't come over until tomorrow morning." Tang Yunsheng's voice trembled slightly on the phone. There was an ocean of distance between the two of them. This terrible distance seemed to be the distance between life and death nowadays.
He felt regretful. If he had been braver, could he have kept the person?
Ann was still crying, lying outside the transparent glass window, looking at the scene in the operating room.
There was so much blood that it could almost dye the entire bed red. How could a person bleed so much blood?
The shadowless light in front of her seemed to become brighter, as if it was about to suck her soul in.
Su Qianqian looked at the bright light, her soul seemed to be floating up and down.
She doesn't want to die yet.
She breathed the oxygen in the oxygen mask with difficulty, and the white air she exhaled condensed into droplets of water on the oxygen mask. Her vision was blurry, with figures coming and going, and everyone's face looked a little anxious.
Is she really going to die?
she thought.
A figure vaguely appeared in her mind, and she wanted to see him...
She stretched out her hand with difficulty, grabbed the clothes corner of a nurse on the side, and whispered: "I want to make a phone call..."
The nurse looked at her pale face and hesitated for a moment. Under normal circumstances, the operating room ward is not allowed to answer calls, even if it is the patient's request.
She raised her head and looked at the attending doctor. The doctor looked at the beating numbers on the instrument with a solemn expression and nodded.
"My cell phone is with Ann..." she whispered, "ask her to bring it in to me."
The nurse quickly put Ann in. Ann held the phone tremblingly and cried: "Miss Qianqian, Mr. Tang will be here tomorrow, you must hold on..."