Hello, Mr. School Prince

It was almost a roar from his throat, so sad and desperate.

Fang Lan was shocked, "You actually suspect that I want to kill the child in her stomach!"

"Isn't it you, why did you ask her out, why did you invite her to have tea, there are only you and her in the private room, and it wasn't you who did it. Isn't it possible that Jiaojiao drugged herself?"

Fang Lan's mouth opened, and she suddenly raised her hand and slapped his face with a slap, "I am your mother, you actually doubt me like this!"

Fang Jiming's face was beaten to the side, he did not fight back, but his eyes were ashamed.

Looking at Fang Lan's eyes, he was simply looking at an enemy.

This is not his mother, this is the murderer who killed his child.

"Son..." Fang Lan also didn't expect that she would slap Fang Jiming, then stepped forward in hindsight, wanting to explain.

However, Fang Jiming's hostile eyes made her feel shocked.

At this moment, the door of the emergency room opened and the doctor walked out.

Fang Jiming stepped forward immediately, "Doctor, what's wrong with my wife."

The doctor pulled down the mask and sighed helplessly, "My lord is fine, just taking a lot of saffron. I am very weak now, and I should be able to wake up tomorrow."

Fang Jiming trembled fiercely and took a lot of saffron...

Saffron can cause miscarriage...

Fang Lan's face also changed suddenly, "The doctor, what about the child..."

The doctor shook his head, "We have done our best. Before we were sent to the hospital, the child was gone. It was a son. We are sorry."

Fang Jiming staggered back for a few steps and supported on the opposite wall before he fell.

His eyes were blurred.

Fang Lan's face was also pale, she really didn't know why things happened like this.

The doctor glanced, and although sympathetic, he could do nothing.

"Master Fang, you and your grandmother are still young, take good care of your body, and you will have children in the future."

The doctor was gone, and the corridor was terribly quiet.

Fang Jiming slid down the wall and hugged his knees. No one could see his expression.

It's just that the body that is trembling more and more is covered with a layer of sadness.

After a long time, he raised his head and stared at Fang Lan fiercely, "Are you satisfied?"

Fang Lan's heart was aching fiercely, and her body was trembling and cold.

This look, this look...

"Son, it’s not me, it’s really not me. I asked her to come out, just want to give her a sum of money, just want her to leave you, I never thought about hurting the child in her stomach, that’s my grandson too, I How could he start with his grandson.

Son, you believe in mother. "

She took his hand, her eyes almost begging.

Fang Jiming opened her hand blankly, dragged a heavy foot into the main ward.

Step by step, so heavy, so heavy.

On the hospital bed, Wang Jiaohua's face was paler than ever before, and her thin body was lying quietly on the snow-white sheets.

His heart ached slowly, more and more painful, more and more painful, until it became difficult to breathe.

He opened his mouth slightly to breathe the air full of **** disinfectant.

Sorry……

Jiaojiao sorry...

He didn't protect their mother and son. He should have held her by his side 24 hours a day. He shouldn't leave her alone at home.

Sorry……

However, I'm sorry, and I can't recall the child who has been lost.

When Wang Jiaohua woke up, it was already the next morning, her eyes were pale.