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Chapter 165 She is an Executioner

child?

my child?

Song Qingge didn't care about the pain in her lower abdomen, and insisted on getting out of bed.

At this time, the door of the ward was pushed open, and the nurse came in, looked at her, surprised, and said, "Who told you to get out of bed, lie down quickly!" The nurse put down the tray in her hand, helped her onto the bed, "Lie down " Then, looking at the blood flowing backwards in the infusion tube, he adjusted the infusion speed again, and told him: "Look, the blood is flowing backwards. Next time you get out of bed, remember to lower your hands."

"Where's my child?" Song Qingge's lips trembled, her eyes fixed on the nurse.

The nurse helped her adjust the speed of the infusion. Instead of answering, she handed her a body temperature kit, "Take your temperature first."

She didn't say anything, Song Qingge became more and more nervous, "Where's my child? Where is the child?"

The nurse recorded it in the notebook, looked up at her, seemed a little unbearable, and just said, "You just got out of the ICU, your body is not stable yet,..."

Seeing her hesitate to speak, the fear in Song Qingge's heart gradually expanded. She remembered that Xiao Gu barely moved before she lost consciousness.She pursed her lips, trembling, almost begging, "Tell me, where is my child? How is he?"

The nurse frowned, and was about to speak when the door of the ward was pushed open. Aunt Qin came, holding a thermos bucket in her hand, looking at the pale Song Qing, she was full of joy: "Miss, are you awake?"

The nurse handed the body temperature kit to Aunt Qin, "Remember to take her temperature, I'll come back later to take a look." After that, she left.

"Sister-in-law Qin, where's the child?" The nurse's attitude made Song Qingge feel bad, and asked eagerly.

Mrs. Qin frowned, with a strange expression on her face, she put the thermal insulation Gu on the cabinet, "Miss, do you want some water?"

Seeing them both like this, Song Qingge's bad premonition gradually expanded, and the pain from the wound in the lower abdomen became more and more obvious. Obviously, the child was taken out by caesarean section, and the baby born by caesarean section was born prematurely, and it may be in the incubator now , "Sister Qin, tell me, where is my child? Where is the child?"

Mrs. Qin was a little embarrassed, but she couldn't stand her pleading, "The child...the child is hypoxic...suffocated...I can't keep it."

At that moment, Song Qingge's mind went blank, and she murmured in a low voice: "No, no..." Her hands fell on her lower abdomen, and the bulge there was gone, "He was moving well before ..." She was in extreme pain, and she couldn't believe the result at all, "Sister Qin, you lied to me, didn't you?"

"Miss, you are still young, and you will have children in the future," Mrs. Qin persuaded, "You just finished the operation, and your body is the most important thing. You are still in confinement, so don't cry, it's right if you cry Bad eyes."

Pain and sadness attacked all of Song Qingge's nerves... That student Xiao Gu who stayed in her stomach for eight months... Every night, she would caress her stomach and talk to him, feel his powerful punches and kicks, and the fetus was born. During the examination, the doctor also said that he was developing very well, and yesterday, everything was fine, but now, unexpectedly...

She fainted.
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When Song Qingge woke up again, it was almost dusk, and she stared blankly at the ceiling in a daze.

"Miss, let's have some soup." Aunt Qin served her a bowl of soup.

She was stunned, motionless.

"Miss?" Aunt Qin called her, "You can't go on like this, your body is weak after giving birth, you have to make up quickly."

"Is he a boy or a girl?" Song Qingge asked suddenly.

Mrs. Qin was taken aback, so she could only whisper, "Girl."

Song Qingge's eyes were full of tears, girl, classmate Xiao Gu is a girl, she kicked her so hard, if she is alive, she must be a woman when she grows up.

"Sister Qin, I want to see her." She cried.

Aunt Qin was at a loss for a moment, so she could only comfort her: "I'll ask the doctor."

Later, the nurse said, "It has been signed by the family members."

"How to deal with it?" Song Qingge's mind went blank, her hands tightly clutching the bed, "How to deal with it?"

"Dead babies will be treated as medical waste and incinerated..." the nurse said.

Hearing the burning, Song Qingge cried and asked, "Who signed it? Who agreed!"

Thinking of the burning of her eight-month-pregnant daughter, she almost went crazy, crying, "I am the mother, I didn't agree, who can sign to deal with her?"

"You give me back my child!" She almost lost control of her emotions, "You give me back my child..."

Several nurses came and pulled her before pressing her on the bed. Her face was full of tears and she yelled viciously: "You give me back my baby!" , signed the name of "Sang Lanqin".

Seeing those three words, she fainted from crying.

In the dream, she hugged a child, the child was crying, and behind her was the raging flood, she hugged the child tightly and ran desperately... Finally, she was tired from running, stopped, looked at the child, The child's face was black and blue, and she had already stopped breathing. She cried loudly, and behind her, the flood surged, and instantly swept her into the water.
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When Song Qingge woke up again, she just stared at the ceiling in a daze, her whole body seemed to collapse.She put her hand on her lower abdomen, recalling the appearance of Xiao Gu when she was inside.

This dream was too cruel, but it also reminded her that she had to bear all the responsibilities for Xiao Gu's departure.

In fact, the night before the accident, she already felt that the baby was moving abnormally, and she herself was also very uncomfortable. If she didn't insist on going to ZK to find him, but came directly to the hospital, maybe Xiao Gu wouldn't be gone like this... …

It's all her fault, it's all her fault, she shouldn't, she shouldn't insist on going her own way, she shouldn't be angry, she shouldn't... It was her who killed her child.

She didn't even look at what she looked like, she didn't even hug her, kiss her, and let her leave before she was born, it was her incompetence as a mother.

She is the executioner!
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At night, it was as cold as water, and Mrs. Qin fell asleep.

Song Qingge took a fruit knife and scratched across her left wrist in a numb manner. She was already numb and could not feel the pain of the wound. Seeing the blood streaming from her wrist, she suddenly felt relieved.

Knife, landed.

She was lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling, vaguely saw a chubby baby, with a smile on her lips, and whispered: "Baby, Mommy is here to accompany you."

Dimly, she seemed to return to the moment of the car accident, he was protecting her, his face was bleeding like a pillar, she was holding him and crying, the three of them were together.

Then, in a dim moment, she seemed to hear Mrs. Qin's ear-piercing screams, and then, many people crowded into the room, and then, she lost consciousness at all.
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"Wake up." Mrs. Qin loosened her frowning brows and breathed a sigh of relief, "Miss, you're finally awake." She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, "You scared me to death."

Song Qingge opened her eyes, dizzy and flustered, looking at the white ceiling, her eyes were blank.

"Miss, if you want to be open, you are still young, so don't let it go," Mrs. Qin sat beside her, continuing to wipe her tears.

"It's all my fault." Song Qingge's face turned pale, her lips trembled slightly, "I harmed my child."

"It's not your fault," Mrs. Qin said, "No one expected to encounter a car accident...you were crushed for several hours."

Song Qingge smiled wryly, looking at the gauze wrapped around her left wrist, which was white and glaring, she slapped the edge of the bed desperately, her emotions gradually lost control, "Why do you want to save me? Why don't you let me die?"

"Miss!" Mrs. Qin pressed her left hand, blood was faintly oozing from the gauze.

She cried, she is now emotionally disturbed, life would be better than death.

Seeing her appearance, Mrs. Qin couldn't help crying, "Miss, you must not hurt yourself! The child is gone, so I can only say that my fate with you is over, and I can't keep it by force. "

"It's my fault," she said to herself, crying in all her glory, "Sister-in-law Qin, it's all my fault..."

"I know, it's very sad for you to lose your child." Aunt Qin's eyes were full of tears, "But people have to look forward, you are still young, and you will have children. Even if you don't care about yourself, you still have to do it for Mr. Gu." Think about it!"

Song Qingge suddenly came to her senses, Fengcheng, Fengcheng... She was only concerned with the sad child, and even forgot about him, "Sister Qin, how is Fengcheng?"

"I heard that Mr. Gu is still in the ICU." Mrs. Qin wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Song Qingge breathed a sigh of relief, in the ICU, at least he was still alive, as long as he was alive, it was better than anything else.

At this time, the door of the ward was pushed open, and Song Yaru came. She had a serious face and seemed very angry. When she walked to the bed, she slapped Song Qingge several times without any explanation.

Mrs. Qin was terrified. Seeing this battle, she didn't dare to step forward to stop her.

Song Qingge's cheeks were in pain from the beating, and there were stars in front of her eyes.

"Don't you want to die?" Song Yaru was extremely anxious and annoyed, pointing at the window of the ward, "Jump, jump, it's all over, and I don't have to worry about it!"

Song Qingge was sitting on the hospital bed. After being beaten, she still hadn't recovered.

Seeing that she didn't respond, Song Yaru looked at her, hating iron for being weak, "The Song family is in danger now. What about you, you didn't even think about helping, but you actually cut your wrists and committed suicide? Who are you doing this for? Me? No I'm sorry, I don't have time to talk to you." She was so busy, but when she heard Mrs. Qin say that Song Qingge committed suicide, she was so angry, didn't this just add to her confusion?
Song Qingge lowered her head, saddened.

Seeing her silent appearance, Song Yaru felt both love and hatred in her heart, "When the child is gone, it will be gone. If you look for death and life, will the child come back to life?"

"She is my own flesh and blood," Song Qingge couldn't help crying when talking about the child. The eight months of being together day and night, the feeling that mother and daughter are connected, is not something that can be forgotten.

"So what?" Seeing her crying, Song Yaru sneered and said, "Song Qingge, are you still living in a dream? Instead of crying for a fetus that died before birth, you might as well cry for your husband at the gate of the ICU! "

Song Yaru stomped restlessly in the ward, "Qingge, tell me," she thought for a while, then stopped, and put her hands on Song Qingge's shoulders.

(End of this chapter)