Cold ex-husband please go away

Chapter 118 I'm sure

"Number 21." After an unknown amount of time, a nurse came out of the ward, looked around for a week, and called.

Seeing that no one responded, he asked again: "Number 21, are you there?"

Liang Yuyan patted Ye Yao on the shoulder hastily.

"Yaoyao, it's your turn."

Ye Yao suddenly came back to her senses and stood up slowly.

I wanted to walk over, but found that I couldn't lift my feet at all, as heavy as a thousand catties.

The nurse looked at Ye Yao suspiciously, walked over and asked, "Miss, are you number 21?"

Ye Yao bit her pale lips, and said in a barely audible voice: "Well, it's me."

The nurse nodded, "Okay, please follow me in."

After speaking, he turned and left.

Ye Yao clenched her fists, those painful memories kept flashing in her mind.

"Oh, Ye Yao, I didn't expect you to resort to such indecent means, I underestimated you!"

"Also, he said, if you don't eat it, young mistress, you will bear the consequences."

"Ye Yao, you are just a tool to vent my desire."

"Ye Yao, you really make me sick!"

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With her eyes closed, after constant hypnosis, Ye Yao finally lifted her footsteps and walked into the operating room with an extremely heavy heart.

The doctor glanced at Ye Yao indifferently, and then asked blankly: "Miss, are you sure you want to have an abortion?"

As soon as the voice fell, the door was gently closed.

Ye Yao closed her eyes and said weakly, "I... sure."

"Then please lie down." The doctor pointed to the only hospital bed in the operating room.

Ye Yao looked in the direction the doctor pointed.

There were icy instruments around the all-white hospital bed with no other colors. Under the strong light, the smooth surface was coated with a layer of cold light, and Ye Yao couldn't help feeling cold all over her body.

Slowly moving her footsteps, she didn't know how long she had walked, Ye Yao only felt that several centuries had passed, every step she took was like a sharp knife piercing her heart one by one, she couldn't bear the pain...

Lying on the hospital bed, she gently put her hand on her lower abdomen, her eyes were full of tenderness, and there was also a deep reluctance that could not be resolved.

Ye Yao lowered her eyes and murmured in a low voice: "Baby...my child...Mom...I'm sorry, I hope you don't meet me...such a mother in your next life."

It seems to be reluctance, but also self-blame.

Then she closed her eyes slowly, with tears dripping from the corners of her eyes, allowing the nurse to inject the anesthetic into her body through the arm.

Gradually fell asleep and lost consciousness...

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The next day, Ye Yao nestled on the sofa, flipping the paper with her fingers, and pinning her hair behind her ears from time to time. The gentle sunlight fell on Ye Yao's quiet and elegant face through the window. , you can also see the faint smile on Ye Yao's face.

The years are quiet...

Slowly, she put down the book in her hand, and looked at her flat belly tenderly with downcast eyes.

There lived a little life here, and that was the little life she was willing to protect with all her might.

She is very happy now.

Fortunately, when the scalpel was about to be swung at her, she was able to wake up from her lethargy.

Fortunately, at the last moment she regretted it and escaped from the operating room.

Fortunately, she didn't lose her baby.

Everything is so very fortunate.

I don't know what to think of, the light flickering in the eyes dimmed a bit, but the look became more and more gentle.

Caressing her lower abdomen, she said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, mom may not be able to give you a complete family."

After finishing speaking, she raised her head and looked out the window with firm eyes.

(End of this chapter)