Chapter 1 That year, life and death parted
A loud lightning bolt suddenly sounded as if it had split the mountains and rivers, and the pouring rain outside the window came violently. Bright lightning instantly shrouded the hospital bed that was pushed to the delivery room.
The woman lying on the hospital bed had a huge belly.
The woman's face, I don't know whether it was rain or sweat, wet all the broken hair on her forehead and solidified it on her fair skin. She was wearing a white maternity dress, and the blood between her legs was dazzlingly red......
She was joined by another pregnant woman. And between the two pregnant women, there is only one man standing.
He was wearing a restrained dark gray suit, revealing a coldness that no one could approach. The narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and the gaze was so cold that it seemed like someone had rubbed it into a handful of ice slag. Under the cold gaze, it is difficult to see that there is still a trace of nervousness.
The doctor and nurse rushed the two pregnant women into the delivery room in a panic.
I don't know how long it took.
Suddenly, the door to the delivery room was pushed open from the inside, and there was a heavy noise.
I saw the dean trembling forward, looked at the man's long back, and reported cautiously: "Mr. Qi, the hospital's blood bank is in an emergency, Miss Yue and Mrs. Yue are both of the same blood type, and the two children can only protect one first, do you think it is Mrs. first, or ......?"
The dean only felt a chill coming from his back, and he was so frightened by Qi Ye's aura that he didn't dare to finish his words.
In the delivery room, the warmth of the hoarse voice was so strong that he couldn't cry, but the sound from outside the operating room was extremely clear.
"Save Yuelan. The man's voice sounded indifferently outside the door.
At that moment, Nuan clearly felt that his heart seemed to be torn out of his chest alive, and the pain was numb, and it was clear that she was Qi Ye's rightful wife, but when life and death were at stake, she listened to her husband say that she wanted to save her lover's child.
By the moment the doctor took the child out of her body, Wen Liang finally lost her physical strength, completely lost consciousness, and then fainted heavily......
When I woke up again, it was already clear.
Last night's heavy rain washed the entire Shu City into a new look.
The sun outside the window was scorching through the heavy leaves on the bed in the ward, illuminating the snow-white sheets with a dazzling eye.
The warmth on the hospital bed, a little white face, opened her stinging eyes, although the sun outside the window was scorching, but she felt as cold as falling into an ice cellar.
Memories of last night came flooding into my mind like a slide......
Suddenly, she rolled over and sat up from the hospital bed as if she had gone crazy, and reached out to cover her lower abdomen, which was in severe pain.
The belly, which was seven months pregnant, was already as flat as ever overnight. It's as if there has never been a living little life here. The heart-rending pain of last night struck again.
Warm as waking up from a dream, he looked at the aunt not far away in a hoarse voice and whispered: "Aunt Qiao, where is the baby?"
Aunt Qiao, who heard the voice, woke up from her sleep, brushed her red eyes, stepped forward to hold her warm hand, and comforted her distressedly: "Young lady, you see that you just had a miscarriage last night......"
Before Aunt Qiao's words were finished, Nuan Wen lifted the quilt.
The wound that had only been stitched up last night had already been torn open again by the vigorous exercise she had just had. Bright red blood stained the snow-white gauze, and the blood leaked through the cotton pajamas, which was shocking.
The word 'miscarriage' in Aunt Qiao's mouth is like rubbing a handful of broken glass into her heart, and it hurts raw......
Warm tears burst out of her eyes in an instant, she grabbed Aunt Qiao's somewhat rough hand like crazy again, a pair of smart pupils shrank suddenly, and shouted at Aunt Qiao as if she had lost her soul: "Aunt Qiao, I want to see Qi Ye." You ask him to give the baby back to me, I beg you, I beg him to give the child back to me, I don't want anything, I just want my baby, I beg you to ......"
The hoarse voice had turned into a plea at the last moment. However, the only response to warmth was Aunt Qiao's long silence.
The door to the heavy ward was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and there was a heavy sound.
Warmth looked up and followed the light.
I saw Qi Ye wearing a dark black suit, walking in with a calm step as if he was dominating the world, and the suit was so smooth that there was no trace of wrinkles. His slender legs stood still in front of the warmth, and his condescending gaze swept over the embarrassed woman.
Seeing Qi Ye, Wen Wen seemed to have grabbed the last straw, grabbed the man's sleeve and asked him: "Qi Ye, where is our child? You tell me, our child is still alive, is he still alive?"
The warm voice was already crying hoarsely, and the choked voice was very different from the agility and tactfulness of ordinary days.
Looking at the woman's pleading, the man's handsome face finally crossed a trace of coldness.
After a moment of silence, he looked at the dying woman kneeling in front of him expressionlessly, and his thin lips overflowed with two words of extreme indifference.
"Dead. ”
At that moment, the warm heart instantly seemed to be pulled out of the chest by a pair of big hands that were trapped, and the pain was so painful that I lost consciousness.
It wasn't until this second that she finally woke up to the fact that the child she conceived in October, her only closest relative, really died at the hands of the man she loved the most, and she firmly believed in the love of fourteen years, and all her youth was buried in that thunderstorm night......