Wealthy child bride: divorced 101 times

After a long time, she heard her fragile voice ask softly: "Doctor, will I die?"

She didn't live very long in this life, and she hasn't experienced good things a few times. It would be a pity if she died like this...

She doesn't want to die yet.

She has survived such a painful and difficult time, how could she die in the operating room?

The doctor didn't answer her, but just told her to persevere and she would be fine soon.

She knew that she was likely to die, so she asked softly, "If I can only have one, can I have a child?"

The nurse who pressed her stomach heard her words, looked up at her, and scolded her in English: "What nonsense!"

Su Qianqian accepted her words for no reason, and said helplessly, "I definitely want 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 what she insisted on was the child in her stomach.

When he was still in the womb, he suffered so much. If he was not allowed to appear in this world, as his mother, it would be too wrong.

If she wants to exchange her life for another, she is willing to give her own life to her child in exchange for his coming.

This is such a selfish maternal love, but she has nothing to do.

There was more and more blood flow, her heartbeat seemed to be about to stop, and everyone in the ward looked serious.

Ann was outside, her eyes were swollen from crying, she seemed to feel the solemn atmosphere in the operating room, the hand holding the mobile phone trembled so much that she could hardly hold the mobile phone, she cried and said to Tang Yunsheng inside: "Mr Tang , Ms. Qianqian bled a lot, Mr. Tang, I'm so scared..."

"I probably...will come over tomorrow morning." Tang Yunsheng's voice trembled slightly on the phone, and the distance between the two of them was an ocean. This terrible distance, now, seems to be the distance between life and death.

He felt regretful, if he had been braver back then, would he have been able to keep him?

Ann was still crying, lying on the outside of the transparent glass window, watching the scene in the operating room.

There was so much blood that it could almost stain the whole bed red. How could a person bleed so much blood?

The shadowless lamp in front of her eyes seemed to become brighter, as if it was about to suck her soul into it.

Su Qianqian looked at the bright light, her soul seemed to be floating up and down.

She doesn't want to die yet.

She struggled to breathe the oxygen in the oxygen mask, and the exhaled white air condensed into water droplets on the oxygen mask. Her eyes were blurred, figures came and went, and everyone's faces looked a little anxious.

Is she really going to die?

she thinks.

A figure vaguely appeared in her head, she really wanted to see him...

She stretched out her hand with difficulty, grabbed the corner of a nurse's clothes, 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 the phone, even if it is the patient's request.

She looked up at the attending doctor, who looked at the beating numbers on the instrument with a solemn face, and nodded.

"My mobile phone is at Ann's side..." she said softly, "Ask her to bring it in for me."

The nurse quickly let Ann in, and Ann held the phone tremblingly, crying, "Miss Qianqian, Mr. Tang will be here tomorrow, you must hold on..."