One drop, two drops, three drops......

She counted drop by drop, her hand fell on her lower abdomen, and she thought, when the child left, her lower abdomen was also throbbing like this, once, twice, three times......

Every woman has a mother's nature, Tong Ran remembered what Chen An said, when the child left, it was not yet formed, it would not hurt much......

But she felt as if she heard the child's screams.

She bit her lower lip lightly, forcing back the tears that poured up, this is just a short overnight, many things have changed, is it that what she wants, what she once had, will face the pain of loss?

Tong Ran looked at the drip bottle in a daze, and in a trance, he saw a figure standing in front of the hospital bed, and the man's handsome face immediately pressed down, "What are you crying about?"

She was startled and hurriedly ducked back, "You ......"

Mo Nanjue was wearing an overcoat, the man's face was still a little pale, he bent down, and his slender fingers caressed her cheek, "A drip can make you cry?"

“……”

"It's useless. ”

“……”

Tong Ran sat up, turned around and took the pillow behind his back, secretly wiped away a few tears from the corners of his eyes, and when he turned around again, his face was no different from usual.

She looked up at his face, "Are you feeling better?"

"That's what I should ask you," said Monanjue, who sat down on the edge of the bed, glancing at her dripping hand, "it's you lying here." ”

"I'm just a little uncomfortable," Tong Ran vaguely brought the topic over, "I guess it's a cold." ”

The man stared at the medicine bottle in the medicine tray at the bedside, and his brows furrowed, "You have to take so many medicines when you have a cold?"

Chen An said, "Tong Ran had to push it on him," he said that he had to be beaten. ”

Mo Nanjue narrowed her eyes, and reached out to take a bottle to take a look, Tong Ran was startled, and hurriedly grabbed his hand, she didn't know what to say, so she casually talked about the topic, "Who was the person on the helicopter last night?"

The man's movements paused suddenly, stretched out his hand and withdrew it, his handsome eyes lowered and stared at her little face, "Why do you suddenly ask that?"

"Those people are so cruel to you, they clearly want to kill them all," Tong Ran remembered the man wearing the mask in the helicopter, remembering that he shot at the inner cabin without hesitation...... To this day, she still has lingering palpitations, "Are they your enemies?" or ......?"

Otherwise, how could it be so ruthless?

Monan Jue leaned down, the man's hands were propped up at her side, and his thin lips were close to the corners of her mouth, "Did you see his face later?"

The sudden intimacy made Tong Ran think of his bloodthirsty ferocity on the shore, she subconsciously shrank her body, and then shook her head, "No, he has been wearing a mask." ”

"What are you hiding," Mo Nanjue reached through her waist with one hand from the quilt, and put the other hand around the back of her neck, his kiss fell softly on the corner of her eye, "Was it frightened last night?"

His tone was inexplicably soft, and the mint fragrance on his body jumped into his nose, Tong Ran felt that the tip of her nose was a little sour, she raised her right hand to wrap around his neck, "It's okay, I'm afraid that something will happen to you......"

"What are you afraid of, I won't let you have an accident if something happens," the man pressed half of his body on her, and Tong Ran's body writhed, "Get up, you're so heavy......"

"Don't move," Mo Nanjue buried his face in her neck and rubbed it lightly, the fragrance of her body soothed his headache, "in case I can't control it, I'll ask you here." ”