356. Chapter 355 Yin and Yang Separation of the Soul 25 Happy New Year Everyone
Hu Gechi followed him into the house. He walked silently, every step was very gentle, as if he was extremely careful not to disturb Arnold's rest. He first walked to the long table where Arnold was lying, and saw that she was still quiet with her eyes closed.
Lying there, he stretched out his hand to explore her breathing. He felt a slight warmth on his hand and felt a little relieved. She is still alive, still alive, just alive.
Arnold frowned slightly, and her lips would occasionally tremble inadvertently. She seemed to have many, many things she wanted to say, but it was difficult for her to say them out.
Hu Gechi looked at her for a long time, with a complicated expression in his eyes that made it difficult to see clearly what he was thinking.
The child in Zhenjin's arms suddenly giggled. Such a sound should have been like the sound of nature, but in such a silent and depressing room, it seemed particularly weird. The green child, with eyes as black as endless whirlpools, had a weird smile.
The sound broke the silence in the room.
Zhenjin's hands trembled slightly, with surprise in his eyes. The child should have cried when he was born, but this child actually smiled. Moreover, her breath was weak and her health was not good. Could it be that she was smiling so weirdly now because of that strange thing?
Secret Poison Rouge?
The Qiyan imperial doctor stood up tremblingly. He stretched out his hand to check for the child's pulse, with a look of disbelief in his eyes. "It's strange. This girl's pulse is clear. Although it is a little weak, it is still long and there is no danger of it being broken."
"After that, he hurriedly picked up the other child and stretched out his hand to feel for his pulse.
The room fell into silence, and the baby girl stopped laughing.
There was a hint of fear on the face of the beggar-faced imperial doctor, and then he raised the child over his head and said, "Prince, the young master has gone."
Hu Gechi turned around and looked at the actions of the beggar-faced doctor. His eyes were fixed on the lifeless baby boy. He was wrapped in a small quilt and had blue spots on his head. His face was still red.
He seemed to be asleep. He walked over and felt as if his legs were filled with lead. Every step was so heavy, as if the weight would pull him into the ground and then fall into the endless realm.
Zhenjin turned around, his eyes full of surprise. He thought that the girl would definitely die, but he didn't expect that it was the boy who died young. He looked at the baby boy with blue spots all over his body, and watched as Hu Gechi carefully
He took the child and held it in his arms, and the corners of his eyes became moist unknowingly.
After months of hard work and careful months, I never expected that the final result would be like this.
Hu Gechi felt that his arms and wrists were extremely heavy, and his little body was still soft, with a faint fishy smell. Those tightly closed eyes, and those facial features that looked familiar, made him feel very painful in his heart.
The pain was like a sharp ice knife piercing the heart.
Qianhe finally cried out, her voice full of weakness and hesitation. The choked cry and the tears were like beads. She didn't suppress it at all, she just cried at the top of her voice. The louder and louder cries enveloped the whole place.
room.
Zhenjin looked at her and hugged the baby girl in her arms tightly.
Hu Gechi didn't seem to hear at all, but just held the baby boy numbly. He looked at the baby boy, but couldn't look away for some reason. He felt very painful in his heart, the pain was like the bones and blood being disturbed, as if
The most precious essence in his bone marrow was taken away from him, and it hurt as if a corner of his soul had been torn apart. Why? Why did he have such a strange feeling?