In a ward, Feng Xujia and Ding Qian stood guard in front of the hospital bed, looking at Yang Yuxi worriedly. Although Yang Yuxi had her eyes closed and fell into a coma, the look on her face was extremely frightening.
"No...no...please don't hit me in the stomach..." she muttered in panic. Yang Yuxi curled up into a ball and trembled uncontrollably, as if she had dreamed of something extremely terrible.
"Yu Xi, Yu Xi, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's okay, it's okay..." Ding Qian's eyes turned red, her nose twitched, she grabbed Yang Yuxi's hand and comforted her softly. "Don't... don't hit my child.
..." Yang Yuxi yelled, shook off Ding Qian's palm, opened her eyes suddenly, and gasped.
"Yuxi, you're awake." Ding Qian said in surprise. "Qianqian, where are we?" Yang Yuxi's confused eyes gradually focused, and when she saw Ding Qian sitting next to her, her frightened and flustered expression relaxed a little.
"This is a hospital, how are you feeling?" Ding Qian asked. "I...what's wrong with me, how is my child?" Yang Yuxi did not answer, but asked about the child, staring straight at her.
Ding Qian.
Ding Qian sighed secretly and turned her eyes to the side, not daring to meet her eyes. Seeing this, Yang Yuxi shook her head vigorously, grabbed Ding Qian's shoulders with both hands, straightened her body, looked at her expectantly and said: "Qian
Qian, tell me my child is okay, my child is okay, right?"
"Yuxi, please look away." Ding Qian said with red eyes. "No, no, my child is fine. You lied to me, you lied to me..." Yang Yuxi shook her head in disbelief, holding her hands tightly
She grabbed Ding Qian's arms and dug her fingers deeply into her flesh. Ding Qian's brows furrowed in pain, but she did not struggle and let her catch her because she knew that Yang Yuxi must be in a hundred times more pain than her now.
"No..." Yang Yuxi shook her head in disbelief, and tears fell silently. Although she said she didn't believe it, and she didn't want to believe it, she knew very well in her heart that the child was gone!
The child is gone!
This news was like a bolt from the blue, making Yang Yuxi dizzy for a while.
The palms of her hands were unable to release Ding Qian's arms. Yang Yuxi lay down on the hospital bed in despair. She grabbed her hair with both hands and whispered bitterly and remorsefully, "It's all my fault. After knowing that I was pregnant with the child, I shouldn't have hesitated. It must be
The child will leave only after he knows that I have thought about not wanting him before..."
"Yuxi, don't be like this!" Seeing her like this, Ding Qian couldn't hold back her tears anymore...
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Just when Yang Yuxi was in pain and blaming herself, Zhao Xingji finally made up his mind after hesitating again and again and called Ye Ming. He had to tell Ye Ming about this matter. To stretch one's neck or shrink one's neck was just a knife. In this case, why not?
It's better to be more relaxed.
"Did something happen?" The phone was connected, and Ye Ming's urgent voice came. The feeling of depression in his heart always existed, especially when he just heard the phone ringing, he felt heart palpitations. "Boss Ming, I'm sorry."
Zhao Xing said extremely ashamed.
"What happened?" Ye Ming's heart pounded, the hand holding the phone trembled slightly, and his words were trembling. "Teacher Yang was injured and hospitalized." Zhao Xingji said. "Who did it?
"?" A cold voice came out, cold murderous intent surged, and the surrounding air seemed to solidify...
