It makes sense to grab a marriage: don't mess with the savage wife

Chapter 502 Miscarriage (16)

Song Qing raised his head abruptly when he heard Yu Chiguang's voice, then got up and strode over.

Pushing away Su Qingfu who was sitting by the bed, he squeezed Yu Chiguang's shoulder with both hands: "Yuyu, tell me, this is not true!"

There was a certain kind of crazy despair in Song Qingyi's eyes.

Yu Chiguang actually looked at it with some joy.

She evoked a cold smile: "It's true."

As she spoke, she slowly stretched out her hand to hold Song Qingyi's hand. Song Qingyi was shocked by the cold smile on her face, and let her hold her hand in a daze.

Then, his hand touched the soft skin, but it was so cold that he wanted to withdraw his hand.

But Yu Chiguang held down his hand fiercely, although the strength was a bit strong, it was not impossible to break free.

But at this moment, this little strength made Song Qing feel that he couldn't break free no matter what.

Yu Chiguang pressed Song Qingyi's hand on his lower abdomen, with malicious pleasure in his eyes: "Song Qingyi, before you pushed me, there was a life conceived here, it's your child, you know ?"

Song Qingyi's face was shocked to the point of shattering, his eyes were on Yu Chiguang's face, he couldn't move at all, and he couldn't speak.

"But, not only did you not know, you killed him yourself. You are a murderer who killed your own child!" Yu Chiguang's voice was very soft.

However, in Song and Qing Dynasties, every word can be heard clearly.

He is a murderer who killed his own children.

no, he is not.

"You are!" Yu Chiguang suddenly yelled at him hysterically again: "You don't care about me at all, I hate you! I will never forgive you!"

Song Qing shook his body and was about to fall backwards, but he stood up straight again, with trembling lips, but only said two words: "Yuyu..."

"Don't call me!" Yu Chiguang finally lost control of his emotions, he picked up the gauze cutting scissors that the doctor had put aside before, and poked Song Qingyi.

"Go to hell! Why didn't you die!" Yu Chiguang ruthlessly inserted the scissors into Song Qingyi's body.

Song Qingyi just stood there motionless, allowing Yu Chiguang to stab him with scissors.

Neither Su Qingfu nor the doctor came forward to persuade Yu Chiguang, and the doctor had an indifferent expression on his face.

Su Qingfu was deep in thought.

And Song Qingyi kept silent, letting Yu Chiguang keep stabbing him, as if he couldn't feel the pain.

Yu Chiguang seemed to be insane. After a while, he couldn't stop at all, until the last scissors pierced Song Qingyi's chest straightly, and blood spurted out all of a sudden, splashing on Yu Chiguang's body.

"Enough." Su Qingfu also saw this scene, and came over to hold Yu Chiguang's hand, stopping her movement.

Yu Chiguang was already a little dazed at this time, of course he wouldn't listen, but Liang Su Qingfu stared straight at her, and said a few simple words: "Pay attention to your body, you are not alone."

Yu Chiguang was stunned when he heard the words, and threw away the scissors abruptly, carefully placed his hands on his lower abdomen, and never looked at Song Qingyi again.

Song Qingyi also let the wound on his body bleed, as if he didn't feel anything, but just looked straight at Yu Chiguang's pale face, unable to say a word.

How can the pain on his body be more painful than seeing Yu Chiguang like this?
What the hell did he do.

He didn't even know that Yu Chiguang was pregnant. It wasn't like this before. He could even remember her monthly menstrual period.

(End of this chapter)