Chapter 1102: The Angel with Broken Wings

He's laughing!

He's really laughing!

He's really trying to laugh!

However, his laughter seems to be more ugly than crying......

When her vision blurred, Sophia was the only one left in her eyes. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

When her vision blurred, Sophia didn't know if her smile was still bright.

When her vision blurred, Sophia felt that her only regret was that her lovely daughter was not in front of her.

But when the well-behaved and cute baby daughter looked at her and closed her eyes, Sophia felt that she couldn't do anything.

I can't bear it!

You're going to cry......

I really can't help crying......

Life is about to be fixed on this day less than forty days before her daughter's birthday, and it must be a lie to say that there are no regrets.

What mommy wouldn't want to be with her baby daughter?

What mommy wouldn't want to watch her baby daughter grow up day by day?

What mommy doesn't want to see her daughter's face light up when she sees the birthday cake and hear her baby daughter screaming because she is happy and excited?

Mommy is not good, Mommy is an incompetent and unqualified Mommy.

But Mommy really can't help it......

I'm sorry for my lovely daughter......

I'm sorry, serious but loving father......

I'm sorry, but my grandmother, who is elegant and always loves me and pampers me......

I'm sorry that you became Chloe's father on the spur of the moment, and you need to take on the responsibility of being her father......

With a little regret, Sophia felt that her angel with folded wings should be full of gratitude and finally able to return to God's arms.

But when the faint sound came into her mind again, she was surprised to find that she had not returned to the arms of God, nor had she gone to hell for the unforgivable sins she had committed in this life, and she still seemed to be still in the world, in the hospital room!

I can't open my eyes, I can't see the light, I can't feel the presence of my body, I can't open my mouth, I can't speak......

Is this what it's like to be called a 'near' experience?

Sophia didn't understand.

Even she couldn't figure out what was going on!

She tried hard to figure out what was wrong with her, but no matter how hard she tried, she was at best able to change the noise she heard from a chaotic noise to a cacophony of noise.

She didn't know how long it had lasted, how long it would last, and she didn't know if that was going to change.

Why did God reject Himself?

If you don't go back to God, why don't you go to hell?

After struggling with this question for a long time, Sophia didn't know how long it took before she finally heard the doctor who had announced her future fate say in a guilt-ridden tone that the situation was too special and that it would lead to a misdiagnosis......

Misdiagnosis?

What misdiagnosis?

Who was misdiagnosed?

What does Dr. Anton mean by 'misdiagnosis'?

Sophia tried her best to open her eyes and speak, but no matter how hard she tried, the only thing she could gain was that from this day on, she was finally able to smell the faint smell of disinfectant and hear the sounds coming from all around her.

The small talk of the nurses, the decisions made by Dr. Anton during his rounds, the discussions of the brain specialists and the announcement of the diagnosis......

Messy, all kinds of sounds came to her mind all the time, even if no one was around, the sound of the monitoring equipment was still destroying her eardrums and disturbing her sleep.

Of course, these are nothing, Sophia finally understands one thing, that is, she has not defected to God, and she does not need to worry about being pushed into hell, she has been misdiagnosed, she is recovering well, and once she wakes up, she can live well.

So happy!

It was so much fun!

The gallbladder seems to have been removed, so even if I regain my health, I can no longer eat those fatty meat products, but being able to wake up with my daughter is obviously the best gift that a merciful God can give.

Sophia knows where she lives.

She knew that her grandmother had passed away peacefully, and she also knew that her father had postponed the wedding with Camilla for her own reasons.

She also knew that he had kept his promise and taken Chloe with him, but at her father's insistence, Camilla had gone with her.

The death of her grandmother made Sophia very sad.

But it seems that because of her grief, the monitoring equipment in the ward issued a warning in those days, which also led to the brain experts to gather again to examine, analyze, and discuss, but in the end she still did not understand. Why she still can't wake up, especially the technical terms she doesn't understand, makes her a little panicked and uneasy, but Sophia understands that her mood seems to affect her recovery, so she forcibly prevents herself from thinking about her grandmother anymore, and this is how calm is restored in the ward.

With the hope of being able to wake up, Sophia thanked God and thanked the Virgin Mary.

She was looking forward to waking up with joy, and she even thought about what she needed to do when she woke up.

But as time passed, loneliness and anxiety gradually took over her heart, and it was not until Chloe's cheerful laughter and disgruntled complaints rang in her ears that she knew that he had brought his daughter over to spend Christmas with her.

He's so warm and caring......

Hearing him say that he hasn't woken up until now because he doesn't want to believe that she has recovered, and he rejects waking up from the bottom of his heart, Sophia really wants to tell him out loud that she thinks about being able to wake up all the time!

Hearing him say that he would definitely be beaten when he woke up, Sophia was full of joy and emotion, although it was too embarrassing to be beaten in the ass, but she was really willing to be beaten hard by him on the bed to make up for her selfishness!

When she heard him say that he was not ready to be the father of little Chloe, Sophia was furious, and felt that the first thing she did when she woke up was no longer to settle accounts with Anton, but to pull him by the neck and question him fiercely!

Sophia thought so, but she still couldn't move her fingers and open her mouth to say a word, so when helplessness replaced joy, she also thought that maybe she could discuss with him when she woke up, and she would give up questioning him in exchange for him not beating her ass, was it okay?

Maybe......

Yes, right?

He is wrong, and he is also wrong, so the wrong and wrong offset each other, doesn't it mean that no one is wrong?

Sophia thought so, she felt that in this way she would be spared from his punishment, and he would be spared from being questioned by herself.

He was still chattering and talking at the bedside, Sophia listened carefully, some of the things he said made him want to cry, but some of the words made her want to laugh, and some of the words made her nervous and incomprehensible!

The ups and downs of the mood seemed to make the irresistible tiredness hit in advance, so Sophia involuntarily fell asleep again......