The doctors and nurses were in a hurry and busy, Wang Xiaoman was pushed into the emergency room, Mu Shaoqian felt that his arms were empty, as if he had lost the whole world, and he was instantly drained of his nerves, "Xiaoman, child." ”

"Sir, you can't go in, the hospital has rules." The nurses kept Mu Shaoqian out of the door.

"Mu Shaoqian, what did you do to Xiao Man?" Ni Bingyang's angry roar suddenly roared, his handsome face seemed to be covered with frost, and his eyes revealed a cold and murderous aura.

Mu Shaoqian was speechless, he only looked down at his hands that were already shaking, and there were still traces of her blood on the open palms, which were still warm in the stickiness, but they made him feel cold to the bone.

Ni Bingyang angrily reprimanded, Mu Shaoqian's silence made Mu Zhiyi on the side suddenly stiffen, he looked at Mu Shaoqian with disbelief in his eyes, and whispered, "Mu Shaoqian...... That's your own flesh and blood, how can you bear to hurt your own child? If, now that grandpa is here, he will definitely not be able to spare you. ”

Mu Shaoqian's face didn't show any reaction, and his face was as dead silent.

"Mu Shaoqian, you beast! You will have retribution! God will reward you! Ni Bingyang slammed his fist at Mu Shaoqian, punch after punch, until he hurt his fists, and still refused to stop.

Not far away, Ni Duoduo covered his mouth, unable to believe that the crazy man was his always gentle brother.

"Brother! Stop fighting! Stop fighting! She ran forward, grabbed Ni Bingyang hard, and cried and begged, "Brother...... Don't you do that...... I'm scared...... I don't even know you anymore. ”

Ni Bingyang really didn't have the strength to fight anymore, so he let her pull herself away, but Mu Shaoqian, who had been letting him hit and never fought back, lay on the ground for a long time, wanting to relieve the tearing in his heart with the pain in his body.

Mu Zhiyi stood aside, watching silently, never saying a word, let alone helping him, but his hands were secretly clenched into fists, and his knuckles were even white.

As the time passed, the red light on the door of the emergency room kept on, and everyone's eyes gradually became the same color as the red light.

While waiting, the doors of the emergency room opened and closed, and doctors and nurses came and went from time to time, and everyone's expressions were so tense and uneasy.

"I'm sorry, we've done our best, the fetus hasn't been saved, and the adults are all right." The masked doctor proclaimed heavily.

In a word, it pushed everyone's hearts to hell.

Mu Shaoqian closed his eyes in despair, allowing tears to blur his eyes.

In the snow-white corridor, so quiet that almost no sound could be heard, Mu Shaoqian's hands were clenched into fists, his nails were sunk into the flesh, and the expression on his face was as cold as frost.

The doctor's simple words completely hit his soft underbelly, he has always been decisive and decisive, but this time he really can't hold on.

An incomparably heavy weight was overwhelmingly pressed down from the top of his head, and his tall body suddenly collapsed heavily, like a stone statue, frozen in place.

Xiaoman, I'm sorry.

Baby, I'm sorry.

Right! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!

A thousand, ten thousand, a hundred million, sorry!

He once thought that he could give up this love and get out of it with his whole body, but it wasn't until this moment that he found that he was covered with scars and had no way out.

He, lost her, forever and ever.

He also lost his baby, and it will be forever and ever.

No matter how much regret there is, no matter how much guilt there is, it is already too late, at this moment, it is already too late!