cold wife

Chapter 372 The child is gone (2)
The operation had been going on for three hours, but there was no movement at all, and the blood on his body had dried up, exuding a smoky smell of blood that made people vomit.

Leng Qing stood in front of the door, standing straight, staring straight at the door of the operating room, until his eyes were sore, he would blink occasionally, there was frozen blood under his feet, sticking to his shoes, like glue .

Not far away, Leng Tianyu lowered his head, covered his face with his hands, and curled up in the corner of the hospital wall, his body trembling, and there was a pool of blood under his body.

Mike sat on a chair on one side, because obstetrics and gynecology was not his strong point, he could only sit outside and watch the two men.

The air was deadly silent.

There were people coming and going around, but they didn't dare to look at the two men more.

Tap, tap... hurried footsteps came.

Fu Yixun and Li Yu came from the other side of the hospital. Seeing the state of the two men, their faces darkened again.

At [-]:[-] in the afternoon, the lights in the operating room went out, the door was pushed open from the inside out, and the chief surgeon came out.

The eyes of several men looked at the past at the same time, and they raised their heads coldly, with pale faces and trembling lips, but they didn't dare to ask.

Fu Yixun caught up and looked at the doctor anxiously.

The doctor looked at the men with a heavy face, shook his head and said, "The child is not saved, the adults are fine, you are still young, and there will be children."

Leng Tianyu just stood up, when he heard this, he kicked his back legs a few steps, staggered, and sat on the ground paralyzed, losing all his anger.

Leng Qing closed his eyes, slowly raised his feet, turned his head, facing the wall, the corners of his eyes were moist.

Both Fu Yixun and Li Yu had complicated faces, and they asked some more questions before getting out of the way and letting the doctor behind push the people inside out.

Ai Baoer was lying on the operating bed with her eyes closed, looking peaceful, as if she was just asleep, but her face was so white that it was almost transparent.

"Baby, baby..." Leng Tianyu knelt beside the bed, took her hand and put it on his lips, kissing and calling her over and over again, his voice hoarse and unpleasant.

With her eyes closed, she could see the tiny blood vessels on the eyelids, and the long and curled eyelashes, which were obediently lying on the lower eyelids at the moment.

No one answered his call, he called again with a choked voice, but only the terrible silence echoed in his ears.

"Baby, I won't make trouble anymore, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, I'm sorry..." Looking at her quiet little face, he wanted to touch her, but he didn't dare to reach out, he was afraid, he was afraid that he would touch her She will be broken.

The man did not flick his tears lightly, but at this moment, looking at her flat belly, his tears were pouring down like rain, and his entire handsome face was wet.

He stubbornly believed that there used to be his children here, but now, there is nothing.

At three o'clock in the morning, when Leng Tianyu stood up, his legs had no feeling, and the blood on his legs had dried completely. He lowered his head, and the tears dried on his face, helping Ai Bao'er to straighten her body the blanket, dragging that leg and limping towards the door.

The door was closed softly, and the hallway was brightly lit.

A man was sitting on a chair by the door, his head was lowered, he didn't know what he was thinking, when he heard the sound of the door opening, he slowly raised his head, looking very decadent.

Leng Tianyu sat down on the chair beside him, the man glanced at him, then looked away.

Leng Tianyu stared at his trouser legs, thinking of the unconscious little man inside the door, his heart ached like a knife. Now that things have developed, he really doesn't have any strength to fight for anything. It's not that he's tired, but He fears.

For her, he would be willing even if he had to die, but now, every time he gets hurt, his beloved is the one who gets hurt, every time, every time he gets hurt, how can he have the courage to continue to fight.

With a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, what right does he have to take it away? As she said, she loves someone else, not him!

He looked at the blackened blood on his leg, but what appeared in front of his eyes was the blood-stained appearance under Ai Bao'er.

Closing his eyes fiercely, he said, "I'll let you."

He turned his head to look at the man: "Leng Qing, I didn't lose to you, I lost to her." His voice lowered: "From now on, I will not disturb your life anymore."

He lowered his head, covered his face, rubbed it viciously, then slowly got up, and limped out, every step was extremely slow, like walking on the tip of a knife , every step was dripping with blood, because he was forcibly removing her, who was deeply buried in his body, out of his life step by step.

Looking at the dark sky outside and the starless sky, he thought, this is probably his future life, the darkness without sun.

Leng Tianyu has been away for a long time, Leng Qing is still sitting where he is, neither getting up nor moving, this moment is like a photo from the past, only black and white, he has lost all his domineering and aura, the rest only pale.

This child, he knew that this child was unwanted, but he didn't let it go in this way.

He doesn't love children, that's because Leng Tianyu's arrival was a shame to him, but how could he not love his and Ai Baoer's children, but life is like this, it's just so fucking perverted , when he wanted it, he couldn't have it anymore!

The chair next to him shook again, and Mike sat beside him, patted his shoulder and said, "Go in and see her."

His hands on the chair trembled, and he looked up at Mike, who nodded at him and pushed a wheelchair from behind.

Sitting in the wheelchair, watching the door being opened little by little, Leng Qing watched in a daze. If it wasn't for Mike pushing the wheelchair behind him at this moment, he would definitely not have the strength to move forward.

Pushing the wheelchair to the side of the bed, Mike turned and went out, closing the door softly.

Ai Baoer was lying on the bed, with a hanging needle inserted in one pale little hand, and the other little hand was placed on the lower abdomen with the palm down, as if holding something.

Leng Qing felt sad, his eyes were sore.

He opened his mouth, but couldn't call out her name. His tall body was sitting in a wheelchair, but his fragility made one's heart ache.

There are only quiet molecules in the air, and even breathing is so weak that people can't notice it.

Ai Bao'er on the bed moved suddenly, her eyes opened suddenly, her gaze was facing the gray ceiling above her head, her palms were gently rubbing against her flat lower abdomen, and the clothes on her lower abdomen were wrinkled into a ball.

(End of this chapter)