Song Cheng turned his head and just saw me standing at the head of the ** with a basin of water.

His face did not change, he raised his left hand to support his head, the tip of his nose let out a muffled snort, and said weakly: "No, my head is a little dizzy." ”

I was startled, hurriedly threw the basin on the ground, hurriedly rushed over to support him, and said anxiously: "What's the matter, didn't you just have a little wound on your arm?" ”

Song Cheng wrapped his left arm around my shoulder, and half of his body weight pressed on me.

Considering that he was frightened at night, I didn't dare to push him away, and struggled to hold him steady.

"If you're uncomfortable, just lie down first, and I'll wipe it for you." He was all over the body, my hands didn't know where to put it, and my eyes didn't dare to look around, so I embarrassedly urged him to hurry up.

"You help me to the bathroom, I can't wash it clean." Song Cheng looked at the basin with disgust, his face was stinky, and he finally had a little blood.

He is used to being pampered, and it is estimated that he has really not washed it with such a basin, I thought about it, the person who was injured tonight is the uncle, and he listens to everything.

"Okay, help you to the bathroom."

I grabbed his arm with one hand and held his waist with the other, and when I got people in, I was so tired that I was covered in sweat, and my eyes were sparkling, and I felt that I had no strength at all.

Song Cheng stepped into the bathtub with his feet, I put hot water on him, and then leaned against the wall with a towel to gasp.

I don't know if it was a heavy rain outside just now, I felt soft on my body, and my stomach was still filled with falling pain, a little nauseous, but I didn't want to vomit, I just felt that I had no strength.

I raised my hand and tried it on my head, and the temperature was a little high, as if I had a fever.

"Come here." Song Cheng was lying in the bathtub, his injured right arm resting on the wall of the bathtub, and his entire body was submerged in the water.

I walked over slowly, pulled a towel and threw it in, just in the way of his shame.

He made a gesture to remove the towel, but I immediately pressed his hand and said in embarrassment, "You're hurt, don't move." ”

Song Cheng's eyes darkened, and he retracted his hand, not messing with me.

The muscle lines of his upper body are very good-looking, just looking at his figure, even if he is not the young master of the Song family, he can eat as a model.

When the towel was wiped on my stomach, I was dizzy in my head, and I embarrassedly stuffed the towel into his hand, and said, "You come by yourself." ”

Song Cheng's palm opened, and the towel fell directly to the ground.

He looked at me very weakly, frowned uncomfortably, and hummed softly, "The wound is starting to hurt again." ”

I looked at the thick layer of gauze wrapped around his right arm, and I couldn't help but feel a tightness in my heart.

The bandage is so thick, I don't know how deep the wound was at the beginning.

I sighed in my heart, and finally I gave in to his sighs.

I narrowed my eyes into a slit, scooped up the towel floating on the water and threw it aside, twisted my neck and tried not to look at him, only pinched the towel in my hand and put it in that position, wiped it for him indiscriminately, and muttered: "Just wipe this time, let Tang Xiao help you next time." ”

"Brother, where did you go? I ......"

I was looking after myself when a hearty sound suddenly came from outside the bathroom, followed by a "click" and the door was kicked open.

Tang Xiao's voice withered suddenly, and he chirped, "I...... Here comes something to bring you food...... it! ”

He was holding a tray in his hand, and there were all kinds of food in the tray, and he was stunned for a full three seconds, and then suddenly cursed, and then his eyes widened, and his eyes kept rolling between me and Song Cheng.

I was ashamed of myself, "brushed" and stood up, but I didn't expect that the cerebral blood supply was insufficient, and my body was weak, and I fell directly on the wall next to me, and my head hit the hard wall, making a "bang" sound, and I slowly regained consciousness.

Song Cheng grabbed the towel and threw it on the water, immediately blocked the key parts, and yelled at Tang Xiao with a cold face: "Get out of here!" ”

Tang Xiao smiled evilly, his eyes were full of ** light, and he walked out of the bathroom step by step, and did not forget to shout at us: "I'll put my head on the food, don't play and forget." ”

My face was full of black lines, and I wiped Song Cheng's legs in a fool's way, dragged him out of the bathtub directly, wiped the water on his body three or two times, and found clean clothes for him to put on.

The two of them came out of the bathroom, and it turned out that the **blood-stained** slip had been replaced.

I helped Song Cheng on the **, I really couldn't hold it, and the pain in my stomach hurt for a while, so that I wanted to sleep when I lay on the edge of the **.

Song Cheng pointed to the preserved egg and lean porridge on the tray, and I gave him the porridge weakly, and handed him the spoon.

Instead of taking the spoon, he pointed to his right arm, indicating that he was wounded.

I was a little speechless, lying on the edge of the ** and didn't want to move, my brain was groggy, and I wanted to go crazy because of the discomfort.

Song Cheng saw that something was wrong with me, so he took the spoon.

He pulled me up, and my head suddenly came to my feet.

I was suddenly frightened, and subconsciously wanted to shrink back, but I didn't expect that the strength of his left hand was so great, and I had nowhere to retreat.

I saw him put his head on my forehead, rubbed it left and right, felt the temperature, and then stepped back.

"Why is it so hot?" Song Cheng frowned and looked at me, his voice a little hoarse, "Is it a fever?" ”

I shook my head: "Maybe it was raining before, and I had a little cold, so I just got some sleep." ”

I waved my hand, not paying much attention.

Song Cheng didn't listen to me, turned around and called the doctor.

Tang Xiao thought that there was something wrong with Song Cheng's wound, and he also rushed over, with a piece of ice cream in his mouth.

The doctor examined me and asked me if there was anything unusual recently, but I didn't, and he couldn't find anything, but I probably got caught in the rain.

"She had a miscarriage about ten days ago." The doctor was about to get me antipyretics, when Song Cheng suddenly said something in a dumb voice.

My scalp tightened, my back tensed in an instant, my fingers trembled, and my stomach seemed to start hurting again.

Tang Xiao was so frightened that he dropped the ice cream directly on the ground, and the whole person was in a state of blindfolding.

The atmosphere in the room was depressing and scary for a while, and the doctor stubbornly asked, "How did you give birth?" Not well or ......"

Song Cheng's brows furrowed tightly, and he said in a deep voice: "The Chinese medicine you drink, abortion." ”

I closed my eyes forcefully, and felt my heart start to throb again with his words.

The doctor hissed and asked me if I had been to the hospital for a check-up.

I shook my head blankly, and after the baby was out of my body, I was unconscious and woke up again in the utility room, not remembering who had taken me to the hospital.

The doctor was embarrassed: "This miscarriage also has to be confined, you can't touch the raw water, you can't blow the cold wind, otherwise you will definitely be sick when you are old." And this ...... This ......"

He was hesitant, and Song Cheng frowned impatiently: "What the hell is this?" ”

The doctor stubbornly explained: "Even if it is an abortion, you must go to the hospital for examination, otherwise the dirt in the body cannot be cleaned up, and it is easy to get sick, which will also affect future pregnancy." ”

His words directly scared me into a cold sweat, I didn't expect the problem to be so serious, my hands and feet were cold, and I couldn't move against the wall.

Song Cheng's face was dark and terrifying, and he said in a dumb voice: "Can you clean it up now?" ”

The doctor shook his head, there is no equipment here, and it will have to be delivered tomorrow.

Song Cheng nodded, nothing more.

Tang Xiao took people out, and the room was quiet and scary for a while.

I leaned against the wall, and the whole three souls and seven spirits were about to fly out, and my mind was a mess like mush, so I couldn't think.

Song Cheng looked at me with heavy eyes, and there seemed to be a trace of guilt in his eyes.

He beckoned to me, and his voice was very soft: "Come here, it's too cold on the wall, don't lean on it." ”

I looked at him in a daze, not knowing for a moment whether to go over or stay away.

Before I could figure it out, he directly stretched out his arm and dragged me over, grabbed me by the waist with one hand and carried me to the **, and sat down in his arms.

I leaned on Song Cheng's arms, and the whole person was still a little unable to come back to my senses, and I always felt that the person who was the doctor was not me.

I just had a second abortion, how could it be as serious as his?

Song Cheng propped the table on the ** with one hand and brought the entire tray over.

He scooped a mouthful of preserved egg and lean porridge and tasted it, and said to me close to my ear: "It's still hot, you can taste it." ”

I shook my head slightly, not having any appetite at all.

Song Cheng was very patient, and coaxed me softly: "Come, just take a bite, it tastes good." ”

I couldn't resist him, I opened my mouth and tasted it, but somehow, I felt a little sick to my stomach, and I vomited out all the porridge, and at the same time, tears couldn't help but gush out.

Douda's tears hit the back of Song Cheng's hand, he shrank his hand in embarrassment as if he was burned, and then tyrannically lifted the dining table to the ground, put one hand around my waist, and forcefully wrapped me into his arms and hugged me.

My head hit him on the chest, and it hurt my brain.

Song Cheng's jaw slammed my shoulder, and I felt my bones hurt from him.

"Right, I'm sorry, I'm sorry......" He kissed my earlobe and kept apologizing to me, with a hint of hoarseness in his voice.

I wept silently, not knowing what to do.

After a long time, I raised my finger to put it on the back of his hand and whispered, "I don't blame you. ”

That kid would only be a burden, and even I didn't want to keep him. In the end, I, like Song Cheng, am a cold-blooded animal with no feelings, especially in that situation.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry......" He squeezed my palm back and I felt a heat on my shoulder, tilting my head slightly, as if I saw him crying.

"You don't know...... he put his arms around me hard, not wanting me to see him crying, choking up, "I actually...... I want this child, but I can't ......."

I stared blankly at the snow-white wall in front of me, feeling more and more incomprehensible to him.

He whispered in my ear in pain: "If you keep him, you will die with the child." ”