Sikong Jingqiu stood there, trembling and chilling uncontrollably!

After half an hour.

Sikong Jingqiu slowly raised his head and stared at Xia Dongye, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead, his body and voice trembling at the same time, "You just said... Haiyue... the child in her belly..."

Xia Dongye glanced at Sikong Jingqiu, took his words, and continued, "It's only been two months until today!"

and so……

Song Haiyue's child in Du Zili was not Du Yunyan's at all, but his own? !

After realizing it, Sikong Jingqiu's body shook heavily, his face was more ugly than ever!

Seeing him like this, Xia Dongye couldn't bear it. He was thinking whether he should tell Sikong Jingqiu that the child was still alive.

but……

Xia Dongye turned his head and glanced at the sick Song Haiyue.

It would be better for Song Haiyue to tell him about this matter.

If Song Haiyue is willing to tell Jing Qiu after she wakes up.

Xia Dongye pursed his lips, swallowed the words that came to his lips, and changed it to, "It's useless for you to regret it now. You should spend more time with Song Haiyue. I have another operation tomorrow. I'll go back and rest first. What's the matter?" Call me again."

Xia Dongye said, patted Sikong Jingqiu on the shoulder, turned and left.

The surroundings suddenly fell into dead silence, Sikong Jingqiu was nailed there, his chest was as heavy as a huge stone, so heavy that he couldn't even lift his feet.

After a long time, Sikong Jingqiu was finally able to move.

Step by step, he walked slowly to the edge of the bed and sat down, looking at Haiyue whose face was a little whiter than the bed sheet, and felt a sharp pain in his heart.

The sick Haiyue didn't wake up because of the sound just now, but fell asleep peacefully, which shows how serious her condition is this time.

It was so serious that he and Xia Dongye made such big movements and noises that they couldn't wake her up...

Sikong Jingqiu sat there stiffly, looking at the sick person with a dazed and helpless expression on his face.

In this situation, he doesn't know what to do, let alone what to do!

Her face was too pale, almost transparent, and the thin blood vessels under the skin could be seen, the rise and fall of her chest was also very inconspicuous, and her breathing was so weak that it was almost imperceptible.

Haiyue... is she really alright?

Sikong Jingqiu looked at her cautiously, his heart churned by the violent regret, almost turning his internal organs over.

Everything is his fault!

It was his recklessness and hysteria that caused Haiyue to become like this!

If he hadn't completely lost his mind...

If he just calms down and thinks...

If he didn't drink so much just now...

in case……

The more Sikong Jingqiu thought about it, the more he regretted it, and his face became paler.

Wanting to make sure if Song Hai was really still breathing, he held his breath, and stretched out his hand tremblingly, but the hand had just reached her cheek, and before it touched her, it suddenly stopped, Then, scalding water was poured to the ground, and it shrank back suddenly.

Sikong Jingqiu dare not imagine what Haiyue would have become if Xia Dongye hadn't appeared in time today.

He stared fixedly at Haiyue's bloodless face, and after a long time, he shifted his gaze to her flat belly covered by the quilt.

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