The blood-stained papers in the delivery room had already been cleared away.
The rising sun shines through the exhaust fan and onto the ground, making the entire delivery room look extra warm.
Huang Lingling was lying peacefully on the bed.
Zhao Gangjun walked to the bed.
Huang Lingling hasn't woken up yet.
"Where is my child?"
Zhao Gangjun asked the nurse on the side.
"At this."
The nurse brought a small basket over.
Inside the basket, there was a little boy who had been washed.
The little boy had his eyes closed and was not breathing.
Zhao Gangjun's heart suddenly became sour.
Before seeing this child, Zhao Gangjun's heart actually had no disturbance.
After all, I have never met this child. Although it is my own child, why does it matter if I have my own woman?
However, when Zhao Gangjun saw this little guy, the crystallization of his love with Huang Lingling, he felt that his heart was breaking a little bit.
He is his own child.
But it’s gone...
Zhao Gangjun was finally able to understand Huang Lingling's reluctance.
boom.
Zhao Gangjun knelt on the ground, hugged the cradle, and looked at the little life inside, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably.
"sorry Sorry."
Zhao Gangjun burst into tears.
Huang Lingling on the bed next to her moved a little, and then she opened her eyes.
She saw Zhao Gangjun and the child in the cradle.
Her eyes were instantly soaked with tears.
She could feel that the child no longer had any breath of life.
"Gang Bong, can you give him to me?"
Huang Lingling said in a weak voice.
Zhao Gangjun's body trembled for a moment, then he nodded, carefully picked up the child in the cradle, turned around, walked to Huang Lingling, and handed the child to Huang Lingling.
Huang Lingling took the child, opened the quilt, put the child on her chest, covered the child with the quilt, and hugged the child gently.
"Child, mom is sorry for you. Mom failed to bring you into this world safely. Don't blame mom, okay?"
The little child in his arms lay quietly, as if asleep.
Zhao Gangjun stood beside Huang Lingling's bed and gently put his hand on the child's body.
Huang Lingling didn't seem to see Zhao Gangrong, but kept talking to the child.
Some of the nurses on the side covered their faces and cried, while others left sobbing.
I don't know when, Su Yanni and others walked in.
Because they were men, Zhao Tiezhu and the others did not come in.
"Lingling, don't be sad."
Su Yanni walked to Huang Lingling and gently smoothed away the messy hair on Huang Lingling's head.
"yes."
Li Ling'er said, "The little guy will definitely not blame you."
Huang Lingling ignored them and continued to pat the child on her chest.
After a long time, Su Yanni and others left.
Zhao Gangrong took a chair and sat beside the bed, quietly accompanying Huang Lingling.
I don’t know how much time has passed.
Qingluan walked in.
"The opening ceremony is about to begin."
Qingluan came close to Zhao Gangjun's ear and whispered, "The car is ready."
"not going."
Zhao Gangrong shook his head.
Qingluan was stunned for a moment, glanced at Huang Lingling, said nothing more, and turned around to leave.
Looking at Huang Lingling on the bed, Zhao Gangjun's sadness was almost indescribable.
It was already close to ten o'clock.
The largest hall in the headquarters of the Ancient Martial Arts Federation.
Many people have already gathered here.
Today's opening ceremony will be held here.
Zhao Gangjun's position is located in the middle of the rostrum, one to the side, and sitting in the middle is the director of the State Sports General Administration.
Because Zhao Gangjun was already the director of the National Security Bureau and was deeply favored by the central government, the director of the General Administration of Sports came to the headquarters of the Ancient Martial Arts Federation early and sat in his seat.
Under normal circumstances, he should be the last one to come, but who makes Zhao Gangjun so awesome? The director of the General Administration of Sports also has to please Zhao Gangjun.
By the time it was half past ten, the director had not seen Zhao Gangjun coming.
Now the director was a little dissatisfied.
Although you are better than me, is it a bit disrespectful for you to ignore me like this? After all, I am also your elder! There are so many national teams in the audience, and I, the director of the General Administration, are waiting for you.
As the president of the Ancient Martial Arts Federation, it would be too embarrassing to say this.
At this moment, a man came up to the director of the General Administration and whispered a few words in a low voice.
"What?!"
The director of the General Administration widened his eyes, then nodded and said, "I know, I understand. I will go to the Zhao Mansion after the meeting is over."
"Thank you, Director."
After the man left, the director of the General Administration sighed. Who would have thought that Zhao Gangjun's son died early this morning. After such a thing happened, it's no wonder that Zhao Gangjun couldn't come.
Since Zhao Gangjun can't come, we have to find someone with some weight to speak!
The director of the General Administration looked around and saw an acquaintance sitting in the front row.
"Old Bai!"
The director waved quickly.
Bai Yufan frowned slightly. He didn't have to pay attention to these people, but they were also ministerial-level cadres, so Bai Yufan got up and walked onto the podium.
"What?"
After hearing what the Director of the General Administration said, Bai Yufan was slightly surprised and said, "You want me to sit in Zhao Gangjun's position?"
"Something happened at Zhao Gangjun's family. His son... died just after he was born." The director shook his head helplessly and said, "So he may not be able to come. You are the only one qualified to take this position. Lao Bai, let's
Friends for so many years, this kind of good thing, I can only think of you. It will be broadcast live all over the world in a while. If you click on your Bai family, the publicity effect will be better than CCTV advertisements."
"Yeah. Let Zhou Jianye do it."
After Bai Yufan finished speaking, he turned around and left.
The director's eyes widened and he was a little angry that Bai Yufan didn't know how to praise him. However, since Bai Yufan had always been like this, the director was helpless and had to call Zhou Jianye.
Zhou Jianye was very happy to sit in Zhao Gangjun's seat, so soon, Zhou Jianye's nameplate was placed where Zhao Gangjun's nameplate had been placed before.
With a calm smile on his face, Zhou Jianye looked at the delegations from various countries under the rostrum, feeling very satisfied.
It would be great if Zhao Gangjun died a few more sons. This position will probably belong to me for the rest of his life.
The entire Zhao family is filled with a very contradictory atmosphere.
On the one hand, Guo Furong left a young master for the Zhao family, but on the other hand, Huang Lingling's child died in infancy.
People don't know whether to be happy or sad.
Inside Guo Furong's delivery room.
"Fu Rong, I have wronged you."
Su Yanni took Guo Furong's hand and said.
Guo Furong shook her head and said, "I can understand Gang Biao's mood. It's okay, Auntie."
"Alas, I couldn't save the child after all."
Su Yanni sighed regretfully and said, "However, I think Lingling is fine and that's the best."
"Yes, as long as Lingling is still alive, she will have the opportunity to give Gangbun another child." Guo Furong said, looking at her child aside.
That pink and tender appearance made Guo Furong's heart almost melt.
She couldn't wait to hope that Zhao Gangjun could come, but she knew that Zhao Gangjun had to stay with Huang Lingling and comfort Huang Lingling.
Therefore, Guo Furong can only hope that Huang Lingling can recover from that pain soon.
"Gang Bong, go and accompany Furong."
Huang Lingling said softly to Zhao Gangjun.
"I'll be there in a moment."
Zhao Gangrong shook his head.
"Your child is over there too."
Huang Lingling said, "Don't do it because of me..."
"Sister Lingling, stop talking, I'll be there in a moment."
Zhao Gangjun said, "Now I just want to be with you and him."
Huang Lingling's eyes slowly filled with mist, and she hugged the child tightly in her arms.
Tears kept flowing down and dripping on the child's head.
It's a pity that the child didn't have any reaction.
Zhao Gangjun stood up and took Huang Lingling and the child into his arms.
"Sister Lingling, don't be sad."
"Give me a little time, a little time, I can recover." Huang Lingling forced a smile.
Zhao Gangjun's heart couldn't stop hurting.
He looked down at the child in his arms and said, "Lingling, give him to me."
"don't want."
Huang Lingling shook her head and said.
"Give him to me..."
"No."
Huang Lingling continued to shake her head.
Zhao Gangjun sighed.
I wanted to say something, but suddenly I saw Huang Lingling's face suddenly stiffened.
"What's wrong?"
Zhao Gangjun asked.
"He...he moved!"
Huang Lingling's face instantly turned into ecstasy. She picked up the baby in her arms and said, "Gang Yan, he, he moved just now, I felt it."
"Lingling, he has left."
Zhao Gangjun said in a deep voice, "A few hours have passed... If he was really still alive, he would have moved long ago."
"But, but he really moved!"
Huang Lingling looked at the baby in her hands and said, "Xiao Gangjun, you, you just moved, didn't you?"
The baby still didn't respond at all.
"Lingling, don't do this again."
Zhao Gangjun said heartbrokenly, "He is gone. All we can do is send him on his last journey."
"But, but he really moved, he really moved!"
Huang Lingling cried, "He really moved, my son really moved!"
Huang Lingling's voice was very loud. Su Yanni and others rushed over when they heard the sound.
People are looking at Huang Lingling.
Huang Lingling hugged the child tightly and said, "I really felt it, he really moved, why don't any of you believe me!"
Zhao Gangjun stretched out his hand and gently touched the baby's pulse.
No pulse at all.
Zhao Gangjun sighed, "Lingling, I can't feel any pulse."
"He really, really moved. Just now, he moved his hand. I swear, I swear I felt it. I really felt it."
Huang Lingling shouted as if she was crazy.
Zhao Gangjun's heart was in great pain.
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