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Chapter 1512 Serious condition 3
Ward.

Luo Xiaojiang lay quietly on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, her lips were so thin and transparent, only the slight twitching of her fingers proved that she was still alive, she seemed to have lost her soul, leaving only a shell.

The doctor's words echoed in my ears: You had a miscarriage, which made your condition worse. You must get good treatment quickly, otherwise...

Tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

She pursed her lips, not letting the cry escape from her mouth.

She really felt that God was unfair, why did she torture herself like this?She couldn't even believe that if she died, what would her parents do?What about Gong Jiuche?
As she thought about it, she couldn't help sobbing, her hands tightly grasping the quilt.

Min Zijin walked in, his usual cold face was full of worry: "Are you okay?"

His eyes rested on her flat stomach.

There was a little light in Luo Xiaojiang's empty eyes, she turned her head to look at Min Zijin, her voice was weak: "The child is gone..."

Min Zijin felt sore in his heart.

Luo Xiaojiang showed a bitter smile: "Originally, he could live in my stomach for one more day, but..." She smiled and explained: "It's better to be gone sooner."

Min Zijin walked to the bedside, his black pupils trembling.

Min Zijin asked, "Why did you see me?"

He even had some hope that her answer was not what he imagined, and his heart was raised high, waiting for her words...

Luo Xiaojiang slowly opened her pale lips: "Help me..."

Min Zijin's fingers trembled, and a look of grief flashed across Qingjuan's face. He forcibly suppressed the slightest bit of pain, and said in an indifferent tone, "How do you want me to help you?"

Tears from the corners of Luo Xiaojiang's eyes slowly slid down her cheeks, soaking her pale lips. The tears were salty and cold. She smiled and said, "The doctor said my condition has worsened..."

deterioration?

Min Zijin choked for breath, his black eyes were a little moist.

Luo Xiaojiang raised her head, trying not to let the tears fall, her voice was very soft: "I think, I might die..."

Min Zijin was slightly annoyed: "You're talking nonsense!"

Luo Xiaojiang stretched out her hand to cover her liver, she panted heavily, and her eyes shed transparent tears: "I also hope that I can't die, but... what if I die? What if?"

Min Zijin looked at her sadly, and his voice became much quieter: "How do you want me to help you?"

Luo Xiaojiang's lips trembled: "I want to leave, so you have to let everyone think that I left for you."

Min Zijin frowned, somewhat disapproving: "Are you leaving? Why don't you tell your parents, tell Gong..." He paused, and continued: "Tell Gong Jiuche about your illness and let him accompany you , Let him take care of you and let your condition recover."

When he said this, his heart was inexplicably sore.

He was angry: "Do you think this is a novel? Do you think this is a TV series? You are not the heroine in TV, I don't think you need to hide them, they love you, you should tell your illness them."

He continued: "It's just hepatitis B, it's not terminal, isn't it?"

Luo Xiaojiang yelled, "You don't understand, you don't understand at all!"

Min Zijin was slightly taken aback.

Luo Xiaojiang closed her eyes, with a lot of tears streaming down her face, her voice seemed to be tearing in pain: "If I tell them, then they will all worry and suffer together with me, can't I be so selfish? Is it? I just want to keep them all happy."

She choked up a bit, and continued: "If my condition is not treated well and I die, then I can't believe how much pain they will have, my parents... will they hold on?" Go on, they only have one daughter like me."

She pinched the quilt tightly, and her voice was a little unclear: "Because I am sick, I have to cruelly tell my relatives, isn't this torturing them?"

(End of this chapter)